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THIS STORY IS NOT COMPLETED UPDATES ARE COMING SLOWLY This is the story of a girl and boy best friend who grew up in a rough neighborhood one the girls name is Katrina, and the boy's name is josh Katrina knows josh is a drug kingpin and she still ride with and for him even though he makes it hard to trust him at times she knows that he would not do anything to hurt her on purpose. Josh love Katrina with all his heart however he knew that if he ever started anything serious with her people will come after her simply because she would be his biggest weakness. This story is a story of a friendship that tries to evolve even when the odds are against them. Through arguments, kisses, and confessions we watch them grow as a couple. Beside everyone wants control over their problems.
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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