Cinnamon Girl

Cinnamon Girl

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Samone didn't expect to move to Brooklyn to find love - if anything, she left her home in Delaware County, PA, to attend Pratt Institute and achieve her degree in architecture. Living on student loans and small tips from her job at Millie's Diner, Samone's life changes when Carmine, a man she suspects is involved with the Italian Mafia, woos her to Las Vegas, Nevada, to live a fast, luxurious life. He gives her a mansion, cars, diamonds, pearls, and even a son. Behind his smooth words, handsome smile, and glimmering gifts, Samone soon finds that Carmine would be the biggest mistake of her life. ~*~ Carmine leaned forward and gave Samone his undivided attention, ignoring his cigarette and the loud men at the bar who cheered at the TV. "What are the odds of this?" He asked, motioning between the two of them. "What are the odds of me coming to Brooklyn and finding you? You won't take a chance? You could have everything you've ever dreamed of if you were mine."
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When a woman leaves everything, she knows behind and starts a new live in a city she has only heard off, and where a man, known for his evil and dangerous ways, meets said woman, what will happen between these two? ~Dedication.~ "To all the readers who wants to be drenched in their own soil. This one's for you. ;)" "Uhm... Diabolo... Can you please-" I placed my finger under her chin, pulling her closer towards me. I swear she could feel my breath on her lips as I could feel hers. Her scent was driving me crazy. I wanted this woman; I needed this woman. Right now. I leaned in and kissed her on her beautiful, big, full lips. God, that lip combo of hers is about to get smeared. What was in her lip gloss? Her lips tasted like strawberry. It just made me want to taste her lips even more. Hello everyone. Long time no see. I finally continued this story that's been on hold for the longest time. To the people that speak Italian, I am sorry if some of sentences don't make sense. I used google translate so that's why. But most of the places I named, are in Italy. But yeah, I hope all of you have fun and enjoy my story. Impressive rankings: #1 IN bosswoman #1 IN italianman #2 IN interrelationship #4 IN blackwoman #4 IN mafia #6 IN bwwm

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