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𝐴𝐿𝐿 𝐼𝑇 𝑇𝐴𝐾𝐸𝑆<3
Autumn Dior Williams| Dior| 22
"I'm a human, I'm not perfect, I know sometimes I be wrong"
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It's been like a couple of months since y'all last heard from me honestly I been starting my business which I have already started
But alot of shit been going on Yesterday Ace came over here talking straight nonsense
But anyways as of right now I was cooking breakfast
"Good morning" Bari said giving me a kiss
"Morning" I said with a smile
"You okay?" He asked grabbing Orange juice
"Yeah" I said flipping Pancakes
"Well I gotta talk you about something" he said I looked at him
"Ion want you around that nigga ace " he said I looked at him like he was dumb
"That's my kids father I have to be around him whether you like it or not" I said
"Autumn he threatened me last night"he said
"Ace threatens everybody"I said rolling my eyes
"Well listen and just stay away from that nigga"he said
"And if I don't? You scared of him or something " I asked
"Autumn just listen to what the fuck I'm telling you "He said raising his voice
"I take that as a Yes but You know what Get the fuck outta my house" I said pointing to the door with the spatula in my hand
"And what if I don't?" he said stepping closer to me
"The same baby daddy that you don't want me to be around will be up here to kill your ass in 2.3 seconds"I said stepping closer to him
"Mommy"Mani said coming downstairs
"Goodmorning pooh" I said bending down hugging him
I guess Bari got the picture cause he walked out the door hella fast
"We going to daddy house today?" He asked
"Yup" I said putting the food on the plates
"Why can't daddy come over here?" He asked
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𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗧 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗦<𝟯
FantasyA girl named Autumn who had it rough growing up. She lived with a mother who hated her, She also had 2 Beautiful boys when she was in her teens and had to find a way to support herself and her kids so she picked to become a stripper ... Read to find...
