Under Wraps

Under Wraps

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Moving to London was an absolute dream come true. I thought my life would be similar to Carrie's from Sex and the City but no such luck. instead I was drowning in loads and debts. attending final year of Med school and working 2 jobs at a time while occasionally modelling on the side. And with all this I had absolutely no time for relationships or boys, so there was definitely a city in my life, a beautiful one at that but no sex whatsoever. Sad life, I know. Just when things start to fall into place I end up meeting 2 of the most brilliant and amazing people in my life. Will choosing one mean betraying the other? Can I keep my friend and my... love? The very love that I refuse to tell anyone about? Wanting nothing to do with the limelight, at least no more than I'm already getting myself. Will I be able to get out of this situation unscathed while also keeping mine along with others' hearts intact?
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Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

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