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thugga and thuggette

thugga and thuggette

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Nov 30, 2018
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Romance
Can thugs love ? Hmm a teenage girl name Alessia is 18 years old and she falls in love with her male best friend .. her motto normally would be fuck love but her male best friend changed all of that . His name is Marquez an he's 19 a couple months older than her . they have been best friend since preschool.. Will they fall in love or fall apart ? Will Alessia be that rider that Marquez been looking for all his life ? Will quez *Marquez* be the man Alessia been searching for ? Are they met for each other ? Be apart of their ups and downs and makeups and breakups as you read Thugga and Thuggete .
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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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