Can you read my love language?
-Queen Naija
Tamera, a cocky and rich girl, has everything she could possibly want. A house, a car, a dog, you know living the American dream as some would say, so why does she feel like something or someone is missin...
"You really thought yo ass would escape? From us? You dumber than you look,"
"Please let me go. I promise I won't contact him no more, he's gonna send me off to Vlad once he gets the title,"
"But that's the thing sweetheart. He won't get it because he'll be dead babe. One thing you have to understand is you never mess with anyone tied to the German-American Mafia. And you messed with us again, after my father took you in." Tamera shook her head.
"Please! I'm sorry, I'll do anything! Don't kill me!"
"Too late with your broken promises," Tamera shook her head then shot Maria right in the middle of her forehead.
Shaking her head, she went to grab the machete. Tamera untied her hands then laid her on the floor, she then began to happily cut through her skin.
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•𝐓𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐤'𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞•
"When are we gonna tell her?" Gianna asked her.
"Soon. Very soon because I want you to go to the Gala with me," He said and she smiled.
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