SYN'S WILD WORLD

SYN'S WILD WORLD

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Synfanique (Syn) for short Is a successful hair salon owner by day and a Man Eater by night. Always been this way for as long as she could remember. Men were just a game to her. Playing the game was the only thing she knew. It comes a time when the player stops playin. That is until she met Damonceon (Moncee for short) this man had her mind gone since the first night she met him. He was fine ass, rich ass, thug ass model type nigga. And Syn just couldn't get enough of his chocolate ass. Syn and Moncee embark on a world wind,hood ass belly type romance. But are either of them who they say they are. Secrets and truths are revealed That can send their world crashing down STEP INTO SYN'S WILD WORLD
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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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