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𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙; 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚� �𝙨.

Or worse. *****

Holy shit. ​

She must report back. Something bad is going to happen…

Everything is chaos. A bad omen.

What a bad impression. ....

"Oh! My nigga." That was Bad voice coming from the inside. He opened the gate and embraced me warmly. Bad was quite a chubby guy; about 5.6 feet tall, dark in complexion and he was always on a total shaved head, chin, cheeks, and upper lip. "How are you doing bruh?" "I am good fam. Um! Can you please Let off me? I am not some kinda bitch." "You my bitch motherfucker." "Fuck you, Bad get off me."

What's more worse? Damnit!!

Why did that name sound so familiar? I gasped recognizing where I had heard the name. I had heard of him! He was a racer, always hanging out with the bad guys around here, I'm sure he was part of them. He was all over the news and police were gunning for him. Oh No! What have I done? Bringing a bad boy to my home! **Hey! Enjoyed the first chapter? Do leave a review. Stay tuned for Bad Boy Noah.♥️ Follow me on Instagram @chimdi_jane_samuel

“Why the hell would I do that?” “Because you’re bored out of your mind,” Marcus shot back. “Because she bruised your ego in front of the whole hallway. And because it’ll be hilarious watching the great Aiden Voss chase a girl who doesn’t want him.” Tyler whistled. “Loser pays for spring break in Santorini. Full crew, private villa, yacht, everything. That’s real money if you fail.”