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Book 4: Cheat
- Naked Gangster,
Book 1
by
Mia Perry © All rights reserved.
Erotic,
for adults, 18+ only
Length: 19,800 words
This
book is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events
are entirely coincidental.
Prologue
My life is a total misfortune. To start with, I came
to this world as an “accident”. My father hated me before I was
born. That’s strike number one.
I drive a 1989 Ford Probe GL. It stalls whenever the
temperature goes below zero, which is about four months out of the year in
Boston. I have to kick the gas pedal, swear, and pray for my luck.
On the other hand, I can get a brand-new Porsche any time from my parents but I
refuse to. You have to agree, that really sucks. That’s strike
number two.
My boyfriend is a professional liar. I caught him in
bed with that “my-boobs-are-bigger-than-my-sister’s” fat ass and he blamed me for being in a wrong place at a wrong time. Do I need to make an
appointment to go back to my own room? That’s strike number three.
My life is pretty much doomed—you would think so,
huh? However, my parents think I’m one of the luckiest girls in the whole
world.
Let me show you why…
Chapter One
“Emilie, I believe you can find ways to entertain
yourself,” she says with a stern face, looking at me in the mirror.
“But Mother,” I know I shouldn’t have said that but I
couldn’t help. Huge mistake. But too late.
The stern-face queen stands up and turns around.
“You know what?” Big trouble.
“Okay, okay, Mother,” I give up immediately. As a
sixteen year old girl, I’m experienced enough to make a quick judgment. I
know she’s going to say how important this party is. I know she will tell
me it’s a business gathering to earn the future money for me . And
she, my poor mother, has only four hours and twenty three minutes to ready
herself for this extremely critical event. She is now absolutely, totally
stressed out. My presence will be the last straw to break the beautiful
camel’s back.
Do you know how often my poor mother becomes so
stressed? At least two or three times a week. That’s how miserable
her life is.
Besides, she has many other stresses, too. The major
one is the competition. After being the Mrs. Bill Morgan VI for eighteen
years, she still worries she may lose her grand title overnight.
Her husband, my dear father, is, of course, Mr. Bill
Morgan VI. He inherited some decent business from his father, my
grandfather, in the financial sectors, like money and properties in banks,
insurance companies, and hotels. The family has a pretty smart focus—the
suburban areas around Boston and many other cities. So, they are doing
pretty well.
My father works as hard as his father. He works the
whole day at the office. Then, he goes home and works again in his home
office. And again, that’s for me .
If you think my father is stressed out with all the hard
work, you are wrong . He has plenty of energy left after all the
hard work. He then exhausts it all on the only hobby he has—chasing
hot chicks, which can be those cute secretaries, the
“don’t-waste-time-let’s-do-it-now-Bill” new-hires, innocent internship students,
or God knows who, when, and where.
story! If you find this story interesting, I'd be eternally grateful if
you can post a brief 2-3 line review on Amazon and recommend this short story
to others.
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book. The "Write a customer review" button is about halfway down the
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Add Your Brief Review And Recommendation Now…
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Thanks for helping me better serve you! Enjoy
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Mia...
Book 4: Cheat
- Naked Gangster,
Book 1
by
Mia Perry © All rights reserved.
Erotic,
for adults, 18+ only
Length: 19,800 words
This
book is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events
are entirely coincidental.
Prologue
My life is a total misfortune. To start with, I came
to this world as an “accident”. My father hated me before I was
born. That’s strike number one.
I drive a 1989 Ford Probe GL. It stalls whenever the
temperature goes below zero, which is about four months out of the year in
Boston. I have to kick the gas pedal, swear, and pray for my luck.
On the other hand, I can get a brand-new Porsche any time from my parents but I
refuse to. You have to agree, that really sucks. That’s strike
number two.
My boyfriend is a professional liar. I caught him in
bed with that “my-boobs-are-bigger-than-my-sister’s” fat ass and he blamed me for being in a wrong place at a wrong time. Do I need to make an
appointment to go back to my own room? That’s strike number three.
My life is pretty much doomed—you would think so,
huh? However, my parents think I’m one of the luckiest girls in the whole
world.
Let me show you why…
Chapter One
“Emilie, I believe you can find ways to entertain
yourself,” she says with a stern face, looking at me in the mirror.
“But Mother,” I know I shouldn’t have said that but I
couldn’t help. Huge mistake. But too late.
The stern-face queen stands up and turns around.
“You know what?” Big trouble.
“Okay, okay, Mother,” I give up immediately. As a
sixteen year old girl, I’m experienced enough to make a quick judgment. I
know she’s going to say how important this party is. I know she will tell
me it’s a business gathering to earn the future money for me . And
she, my poor mother, has only four hours and twenty three minutes to ready
herself for this extremely critical event. She is now absolutely, totally
stressed out. My presence will be the last straw to break the beautiful
camel’s back.
Do you know how often my poor mother becomes so
stressed? At least two or three times a week. That’s how miserable
her life is.
Besides, she has many other stresses, too. The major
one is the competition. After being the Mrs. Bill Morgan VI for eighteen
years, she still worries she may lose her grand title overnight.
Her husband, my dear father, is, of course, Mr. Bill
Morgan VI. He inherited some decent business from his father, my
grandfather, in the financial sectors, like money and properties in banks,
insurance companies, and hotels. The family has a pretty smart focus—the
suburban areas around Boston and many other cities. So, they are doing
pretty well.
My father works as hard as his father. He works the
whole day at the office. Then, he goes home and works again in his home
office. And again, that’s for me .
If you think my father is stressed out with all the hard
work, you are wrong . He has plenty of energy left after all the
hard work. He then exhausts it all on the only hobby he has—chasing
hot chicks, which can be those cute secretaries, the
“don’t-waste-time-let’s-do-it-now-Bill” new-hires, innocent internship students,
or God knows who, when, and where.
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