Feeling Drew

Feeling Drew

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what happens when two powerful family, comes two together and become one. Rachael is a 21 old woman, who is a chef and runs one of her family most popular restaurant. and has a girlfriend who isn't worth anything. Rach life turn up side down when are parent broke a news to her. "you are getting married Rach" her father told her. No am not she answered him with a frown on her face, while looking at both her parent to find out if it just a prank because her parent loves pranks so much. "No honey you are getting married to the Jackson's daughter" her mom said who the fuck is the Jackson's daughter " language young lady, you will meet her family when you walk down the aisle" her mother said Rach knew they where serious with the look on their faces and she didn't have enough strength to argue with them because she has to go to work and she hates cooking when angry. so she nodded her head and left the study saying in her mind this isn't over, i will be back. meanwhile both Rach parent were happy knowing they got her were they wanted her to be, mostly her mother. JOIN THE JOURNEY OF RACHAEL AND SEE HOW SHE WILL MAKE DREW NOTICE HER, NOT ONLY THAT AND HOW TO MAKE HER FALL IN LOVE WITH HER
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