Never Fall For A Thug

Never Fall For A Thug

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BIO: Hey my name is takesha but my friends call me kesha because I don't like my real name but I have a best friend her name is nene we been friends since we was 3 she is like my second sister anyways I have a sister her it's redd cause she is lighter than me I'm 18 going on 19 December 25th yes I'm a Christmas baby my parents died when I was 12 in a really bad car crash in they 2008BMW they left everything to me n my sister we shared a huge house now all the money I once fell inlove with this boy named Anthony but they call him fatman I hate him bitter he made my life a living hell but I still keep contact with him if he need anything Im here but I just met this boy name Romonte but they call him tezzy but yeah he a thug and he red with alot of tattoos and golds he drive a challanger and has a condo on drive a Bentley or a Benz my sister drive a camero my parents was very wealthy my mom was a lawyer and nurse my dad was a brain now plastic surgery
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I shrunk back into my seat as his head snapped towards me. He looked like his head was going to fall off. His eyes were blazing with rage. His face was set into an icy glare. His fists that rested on the table were clenched so hard his knuckles were white. As he stood from his chair so did I. I felt like the prey to the biggest predator in the jungle. I took two steps back for every stride he took towards me. I gulped again before shaking me head. "She's just joking Ace." my voice quivered as I took another two steps back. "How do I know that?" he sneered down at me, his body towering over me. As I went to take another step backwards, my back made contact with the wall behind me. Well great. Now I'm cornered. This is just typical. ............................................................. One girl moves to the big apple after her family disintegrates around her. All she has left is her one brother. Well, that's what she thought. She attends college like a normal girl and even gains a job on the side with someone who just so happens to be her neighbor. One man has lived in a house most of his adult life. He owns multiple clubs and watched as his family disintegrated around him. All he has left is his sister. A small fragile girl moves next door and he finds himself infatuated. He lands her a job... As his assistant. He is dangerous. She is sly. He is rude. She is sweet. He can not lie and not get away with it. She can make any lie seem like the sweetest truth. She is a bad girl that hasn't been caught. He is a great catcher. Read to find out their twisted story.

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