Different Worlds

Different Worlds

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Kathleen "Kat" Louise Romero 18 years old is opinionated and loud. Nikolaos "Nik" Starvos III 19 years old is quite and reserved. She was raised in the slums of New York by a drug addicted single mother Sarah. He was raised in a quite European countryside by his mother and father who owed Starvos International. She worked two jobs and attended school. These were her safe places. He went to school, played sports and enjoyed horseback riding. He loved his mother's cooking most of all. She wants to save her virginity for someone she loves that will love her in return. He is afraid he'll never find a woman to love him for him She's of mixed heritage black and white He can trace is heritage back 6 generations She's poor He is rich Both are in college away from their homes, business majors and in for the ride of a lifetime. The exquisite cover was created by the talented Nisha @tickling_girl. Thank you so much. Much love
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I was falling, cascading into the dark chasm of sin and desire. I was unhinged, wild and free, giving in to everything I wanted. I would not hold back tonight. I wanted to fuck him over and over, anywhere and everywhere. Taste him and kiss him. Completely surround myself with only Jay. I will do it all with Jay tonight and every night forward. I am his queen, his weakness, his carnal transgression. I will take him as my own and ride out this delusion with him come what may. A tiny voice in the back of my mind was scolding, cursing, pleading at me to come to my senses, realize the mistakes I was making and the repercussions I would face. I suffocated the whispers, murdered my rational logic in that moment. Death was swift for the girl in my mind looking down with a frown on my actions. I laughed again, knowing this would be my undoing, enjoying the unraveling of my sanity, leaving it in shards on the ground. Because I had made up my mind. I won't let go. ****TRIGGER ⚠️ WARNING This book contains mature content; including language, violence, sexual content, drugs and alcohol and a near rape scenario. There will be no other warning throughout. Thank you for reading!

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