Loving The Gang (Dave East)

Loving The Gang (Dave East)

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***(A Puerto Rican Gang ADULT story)*** Gia De Jesus ran from her home in Puerto Rico when she was 19 and got pregnant by her fathers best friends son. Her father being the leader of the most powerful Gang in Puerto Rico and prolly all of the Islands, she knew even though she loved the father of her child, Dave, that she couldn't ask him to walk away from this life. So she ran knowing deep down that there was no way she could run and hide forever. she could never leave the lifestyle. However, she is her fathers daughter so she knows all the fighting techniques to survive as a single mother in LA. Deep down Gia misses her best friend and her old life but was she willing to expose her 3 year old son to that life? Was Dave all she ever needed to feel whole since leaving? Was she just made for the gang?
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