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James continued, bringing out a black leather bound book from his satchel. “Put that away,” Anthony hissed. “We agreed that he should get in her pants,” Habeeb said with a sly smile on his face. “He had not done that yet, or has he? When he does that you can record whatever you want to record, and not before.” “That SS2 girl don start to dey carry stuff for chest o,” Bayo said, abruptly changing the conversation. The other boys turned to look at the girl he was referring to. “No be that girl wey Alex don smash finish? Abeg she be damaged goods,” Anthony said.

Even though they're all Criminals The end TBC Appreciation Thank you everyone that read my story , I'm very grateful for your support. kindly check my other books and be expecting the book two of bound .

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He winks at me as Oona packs up the chess board. She walks past me with the board and slipped a handmade tiny book with a few pages into my right palm. "You can read it now." She says, "Bones won't tell on me." I smile at her and look at the piece of paper. The cover has a gymnast with long hair. It has a title written in capital letters; "HOW TO GET MY SWEET CHUBBY CHEEKS XYANA TO CONVINCE MY DAD TO BUILD A GYMNASIUM FOR THE PACK."

Francesco looked as if someone had punched the living daylights out of him when his subordinate rushed in. "Mr. Greco, we still can't find Mrs. Greco, but we found this at your house." He glanced at the documents. They were my prenatal report and the signed divorce papers.

I had paid him well in advance to make sure the video played all the way through. One by one, the photos appeared on screen. Every single one showed Jasper and Fiona living it up abroad. Then, the final few slides hit. They were hospital consent forms for emergency surgery and an amniotic fluid embolism report, and on every document, the signature line for next of kin was blank. The last image was a photo of me, drenched in blood, lying on a stretcher as I was rushed into emergency surgery. The montage ended with a written statement that was over a thousand words long. It was my full account of every trip, every hotel booking, every time Jasper had snuck off with Fiona behind my back over th

The part that still believed we weren’t done. ••••••••• We're nearing the end of this book 🥺

So guys, I had this book completed on my Wps document that was backed up to my drive. I woke up yesterday to find everything gone. I'm still in a state of shock and though I might come around to rewriting this work but be patient with me if updates come slower than expected as I'm literally in tears as lots of my documents are still missing. I'll try to like wait it out, and see if this is a system bug or just a huge joke because my life is a mess literally right now.

My girlfriend, Piper Wolfe, and her childhood best friend, Cole Carter, could physically feel each other's pain and sensations—or so she claimed. We were in the middle of a heavy make-out session when she suddenly shoved my shoulders, almost throwing me off the bed, and pulled out her phone to dial Cole. "Cole! It’s ten at night, why are you chugging ice-cold beer? If you don’t care about your stomach, at least think about mine!" Cole’s voice muffled through the speaker. "You don’t get to judge me! Tell your boyfriend to go easy on the kissing. My lips are burning! If you keep this up, I’m just gonna find someone else to kiss!" Piper’s chest heaved. Her voice spiked with panic. "Don't

But there would be plenty of time to play. “Nico, everything is done and ready. You can check the surveillance on your laptop. I’ve written down all the codes for you in this book.” He handed me a small notebook. “Virus scans are done. All clean.” “Good.” I took out a thick envelope out of my drawer, it held their payment, and handed it to him. “Excellent work as always.” I watched Darina as she scanned my office. She looked at the books on the shelves. Big Jim had a large collection of novels, he liked to collect things. Noticing the way some of Vasile’s men ogled Darina, I scowled at them, and they turned their faces away.