Maybe My Dawn

Maybe My Dawn

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They said that your darkest hours come before your dawn I just wonder when the dawn comes This story is about Alya who's life has never been peaches and cream but one day she hoped that she would be fully happy but with people who pose to be something different then what they are it's hard to find happiness with a fraud that you thought was your dawn. But everyone have a dawn
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Meka had always dreamed of leaving her sheltered, loving, and very Christian household to explore the big city. Soon after graduating from high school, she received acceptance to her dream college, but it took some convincing to get her parents to allow her to travel 900 miles away to live in the city she had always envisioned. Her parents loved her and wanted her to pursue her dreams, even if it meant leaving the nest. They trusted that their daughter would make the right decisions. On her journey, Meka met many interesting people and formed lifelong friendships. She also began to explore her feelings of lust for her very sexy boss, who had transitioned from a troubled background to become a successful businessman. Will he be able to love her and provide the relationship she desires, or will he revert to his gangster ways? Disclaimer: This story contains violence, foul language, and explicit content. It may not be suitable for anyone under 18. Reader discretion is advised. Copyright © 2025 by Maya Larae This story cannot be duplicated or have content stolen. All rights are reserved for the original creator. Snippet*** "What would you like me to call you, sir?" "Stop it, Meka. You know we're way more formal than that," he said, stepping closer to me. "I really missed seeing your beautiful face the most," he told me while gently touching my face. Before I knew it, he pressed his lips against mine. We kissed with so much passion and pent-up desire. This feeling was different from our usual kisses; it was filled with intense longing. It felt as if we were clinging to each other for dear life, worried that if it ended, we would wake up and find it had all been a dream.

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