The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

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BOYNEXTDOOR
My name is Antonia Johnson you and call me toya. I was born in raised in New Orleans Louisiana but moved to Atlanta ga at 20 to start a boutique name garb. I'm 23 years old I have a 3 year old daughter name Aaryanna Mone' Wright from my pervious relationship. I've now been single for 2 years and I'm raising my daughter on my own her father who y'all may know as "Memphitz" left us when she was 1 I'm enjoying life my boutique is growing my daughter is my everything life's good. Wassup y'all I'm Bryson tiller but y'all can call me "B" I'm from Louisville Kentucky until I was 19 then I moved to Atlanta ga when I was 23. I have my own business I co-own many hotels such as the ritz Carlton in Atlanta. I have a 3 year old daughter name Harley lashae' Tiller. Her mother died after child birth so it's just me and my Harley . I love being the boss of my own company because I can enjoy life with my daughter. (Toya and Bryson are not famous in this book)
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"I already killed your mother, Cam." As the words left my enemy's mouth like a mocking sneer, I growled under my breath at the mention of my old name. Memories started to boil up that I had been wanting to squash deep into my heart. Bad memories. "As you can guess, I'm here to finish the job." He continued with that ever-present sinister smirk on his face. And in that moment, a sudden burst of confidence just appeared within me. Or blatant stupidity. 'I'll take either one.' I silently admitted to myself. I rolled my eyes at his so-called 'threat', not really intimidated in the least. "Yeah, like that went so well the first time. The first time, you fucked up enough to get caught by the police." I pointed out. "The second time, your grown-ass men got their asses handed to them by two teenagers." I snorted at him. "Your odds aren't looking too good here, Berti." ~•~ Losing her father? Lovely. Getting in a car accident with her aunt, uncle, and cousin and being the sole survivor? Fantastic. Losing her mother because a deranged psychopath holds a grudge even better than The Grinch? Amazing. Being ostracized from her own family save from her paternal grandparents, and getting the blame for her mother's death? Cherry on top of the cake. Having to make sure three idiotic twats don't get themselves killed because they couldn't mind their own bloody business? Bloody hell, that's an entire ice cream cake with ten pounds of gummy bears. ~•~ Join Grace Stanton as she faces her demons and the demons of her past all while trying not to commit murder against her three new friends. Fun times. (First book in the Gilded series) ~•~ [#1 Streetracer - 4/21/21] [#1 Gangs - 9/16/21] [#1 Boxer - 9/12/21] [#1 Fighter - 12/11/21] [#2 Boxing - 9/3/21] [#1 Girlpower - 2/12/21]

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