Confide: Sequel to Bottled Up

Confide: Sequel to Bottled Up

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Julian, Ashe, and Q are stuck in a rivalry with a group of gang members. They are after whoever Julian loves, whoever they love and won't stop until they get rid of them. Von, who just so happens to be associated with the group has feelings for Yn. Unknown enemies associating with each other end up being bait for one another's groups. Will real feelings get in the way of the business the two are assigned to handle? Will family members be hurt? Will anyone get lost along the way?
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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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