So Reckless
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Last published Fri, Oct 27, 2023
Wild, reckless nights is what always comes with Nyah. She was never the type to look for love, so many things that happened in her past made her know love was no longer for her and she told herself that nobody, nobody is meant to change that for her.
Until one daring night when three dominant males caught her attention. They all couldn't seem to keep their eyes off her, even though the spotlight was meant for her as she pranced and danced on stage, something about these men and their hungry gazes on her made her want to show out for them and only them. She knew right then and there that she would have lots of fun with these hot, intimidating souls. But feelings then shifted when she found out they were all associated with her fathers gang.
Published - June 14th, 2022
⚠️MATURE CONTANT⚠️
🔞17+
This story contains a lot of sexual content
Mature Scenes
Violence
Disturbances
Drug Uses
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