Don't You

Don't You

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One would call Ava Harris 'dumb' or 'childish' but with the conditions she grew up in, you wouldn't expect anything less from her. When her mother dies during childbirth, Ava is left by herself, just as a baby. Her father being harsh and not wanting to see her face makes another room for her. As big as a small studio apartment it had nothing less than a shower, toilet and her room. Food is sent up to her room via paid maids who brainwash poor Ava into thinking that her life is extraordinary and she is living a lavish life. With barely any human contact Ava is completely shut off the the real world. The only person she meets often is her tutor of sorts, Michael, who taught her how to read, speak and walk. Michael was a father figure to Ava, he taught her how to walk, he was there when she spoke her first word, first step. He was there when she hit puberty and he was there when she fell in love with Zion. *** Zion Angelo was every girls dreams. With a face and body to kill for, girls flocked to him for the intention of marrying him and inheriting his hard earned money. When an offer comes up to help grow his mafia reputation into something even better he takes the chance as soon as he can. But as we all know, business deals aren't always easy. In order for him to gain more power and a scary reputation he has to marry Ava. (I'm so sorry - this is such a bad description!)
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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