His Brightest Gem (Urban)

His Brightest Gem (Urban)

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Ficción
Romance
Segunda Oportunidad
Suspenso
Chico Malo
All Diamond wanted was for Khalil to be successful, truthful and faithful but the only thing he was full of was bullshit. ******** I knew Khalil wasn't shit from the moment I met him but I fell for him anyway. This n'gga really knew how to push my buttons. Make me scream and wanna fight a bitch but then love me in his own messed up way. ******** "C'mon Diamond, you know you my brightest." I felt weak, vulnerable and stupid giving him chance after chance. "I wish I was your only." Graphic sexual content and language
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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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