The Ultimate Sin (BWWM)
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I never thought it would get this serious. It wasn't supposed to get this deep. Now I'm for sure I'm going to hell. Correction, we.
Emerald never thought she would fall for David, he likewise. But when running into each after their meet, he knew it was a sign. Maybe not from God, but from someone.
David Wright was a Pastor. He was married for Christ's sake, he couldn't be attracted to anybody but his wife. That all changes when a sophisticated, beautiful, and intriguing young woman walks into the doors of his church.
(DISCLAIMER: I'm not trying to offend anyone, or anyone's religion. I simply write based off my creativity. If you do not agree, DO NOT READ. Thank you)
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