" The Thug of My Life"

" The Thug of My Life"

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Oct 12, 2014
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Romance
Ava''Pooh" wants nothing to do with Kaylin" Keyz", he is every thing she was running away from, no matter how hard she tried,she couldn't hide the fact she was falling for him, and when she did, she quickly realize the reason why she tried so hard to avoid that thug mentality, But Keyz wants nothing more than to be with Pooh. But being the HNIC of Georgia come with jealousy, and power, and its too much for Pooh to deal with, will he become the thug of her life, or will he stay committed to the streets?
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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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