Blank Canvas
I took a deep breath again and the engine of my car roared to life when I finally started it again.
There is a problem in the plane where our drugs are kept. Not ours, actually. His, my Dad. I don’t want to do this. I didn’t want to. I have never want to. I didn’t imagine my self being involved in my family’s bad doings. Yes, my family sell drugs, big time. In just a day, they earn millions. My father is a billionaire because of drugs and now, he wants us to be one too. All of us. We are 5 in the family and my 2 siblings are both male. I’m the second one. The oldest, Logan, is 29 years old now, I’m 25, and the last one is 12, Marneir. We are raised with drugs. As kids we are already taught a
Hot Chapters