Neek Brown

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“Tell me you’re mine, Jorja,” he whispered in my ear. “I need you, baby. I can’t be just your friend. I can’t let any other nigga have you when you’re supposed to be mine. Tell me you’re mine, Ja.” “I’m yours… I’m all yours…”
The Burial of a Player (Jareau Family, #3)
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