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Cream, a young, independent, top fashion designer entrepreneur has blocked her heart from "LOVE" after a cold hearted, heart stopping break up. From that day forward self love, glow, and growth became the only intimacy Cream has known. All men were judged to be play toys, distractions, and simply a "pure waste of time."
When a handsome gentleman by the name Surpreme walks into Cream's boutique her beauty and unique personality steals his attention immediately. Over the course of time his attractive charm raises a rock bottom battle of tuggle war between Cream and her internal struggle with the emotions that pained her in the worst way.
"Love & Trust" unapologetically!!!!!!!!!!!
Can Surpreme turn Cream's dark world for love back to light? Or once a good girl gone SAVAGE there's no turning back?

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Date de parution 17 juillet 2022
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EAN13 9781665564656
Langue English
Poids de l'ouvrage 1 Mo

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Savage ’ D
LOVE + TRUST = BETRAYAL
COURTNEY HARVEY


AuthorHouse™
1663 Liberty Drive
Bloomington, IN 47403
www.authorhouse.com
Phone: 833-262-8899
 
 
 
 
 
 
© 2022 Courtney Harvey. All rights reserved.
 
No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.
 
Published by AuthorHouse 07/15/2022
 
ISBN: 978-1-6655-5016-1 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6655-6465-6 (e)
 
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2022912775
 
 
 
 
Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Getty Images are models, and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.
Certain stock imagery © Getty Images.
 
 
 
Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.
CONTENTS
Dedication
 
Chapter 1 Cream
Chapter 2 He Better Be Good To You
Chapter 3 First Everything
Chapter 4 Let Go
Chapter 5 First Impression
Chapter 6 Second Impression
Chapter 7 Earned
Chapter 8 Phone Flow
Chapter 9 A Dozen Of Roses
Chapter 10 Keep Kissing Me & Don’t Stop
Chapter 11 Late Nights, Early Evening
Chapter 12 Constantly
Chapter 13 Damange’D To Savage’D
Chapter 14 This Feeling Won’t Stop
Chapter 15 From Dream To Reality
Chapter 16 I Need Love
Chapter 17 No Love
Chapter 18 I Can’t Be Your Friend
Chapter 19 Choices & Decisions
Chapter 20 Emotions & Roulette
Chapter 21 Just When
 
About the Author
About the Model
DEDICATION
 
To my 2 #1 ladies. My Og (Vicy Cashaw) & Mom (Shirley Cashaw). I’ve admired & looked up to the respect & values yall always carried for yourself as women, since a little girl. Thanks for showing me how to be a strong black woman & to never fold. Because of yall I will forever be a lady of class A plus. My love for yall is always.

To my husband Rico Harvey. Baby forever just ain’t enough to love you my gentle gentleman. Thanks for always motivating me even when we both know my laptop come before you sometime, but you know what’s up after a long day of work daddy!

To Shaniqua Harper I appreciate your patience, loyalty, & excitement through this whole process with me. I ask you to bring pressure & you stepped on loads of necks as a model. A city girl ain’t got a thang on you. I love you dearly & pray we blow up TOGETHER!
CHAPTER 1
Cream
“Thank you God for another day.” Cream said with joy like every morning. Her eyes were still closed shut with crust, while laying on her back. The clock alarm Cream had set for six fifty eight am was beeping. Cream mind was woke, but her body language told a different story.
“Time to get yourself together.” Cream soft whispered her body, and soul, into waking up with a pep talk. She stretched, and yarned, like the early morning queen she was. Silk sheets, and warm covers, made leaving the bed difficult to do. However, plus the air condition to, was Cream hardest goodbye. Everything about her mood was priceless. The next alarm on her phone, was about to sound off from a speaker loudly.
After a couple seconds of patiently waiting, the beat finally came on. Cream body got live with her mind. It was seven o clock am on the dot. This alarm was titled “get yo lazy peaches up.”
Cream did a happy couchie pop dance under the covers to “Don’t Stop by Megan Thee Stallion. Rolling and rocking, Cream was definitetly working it without a chance of stopping. This song lit Cream “just now waking up spirit” on Saturday mornings, in a special way differently, every time unlike the clock does.
“It’s my “ME” time day bitccccheeeessssss.” Cream hollered loudly still popping her shit to the beat. Thinking about how much love she was about to give and show herself, is all could be thought about. Some time ago, Cream treated and named Saturday....self care day. Half this day was spent pampering herself to the top notch shine imaginable.
Shopping, hair slays, getting medi’s and pedi’s customarily, writing inside her personal journals, yoga, and setting healthy boundaries, were just a handful treasured.
Most important one, was awarding herself expensively, Cream style!
Thinking about how long, and exhausting the week had been, Cream wished she left a bottled wine near by on rocks. She’d pop the top, roll outta bed, than pop, lock, and drop it scrubbing the floor.
There was no limit to how low she could go.
See.
Monday-Friday Cream was her own certified boss. Opening nine am sharp every morning, and closing ten pm not a half second late ever. Than after closing, Cream updated the website if needed one last time. Cream worked over twelve hours faithfully daily, slaying her fingers down to the bone handmaking perfect lingerie sets, and other clothings. Creating lingerie sets was Cream personal favorite.
Anytime fashion needed to be done, ladies all over the world counted on Cream for the job. So many, that by the weekend Cream would be so burnt outta fuel, she went from working everyday, to demanding herself two days off weekly. She enjoyed them by powering herself back up mentally, physically, and emotionally, with the side of no exceptions for work periodt.
Though Cream was money making dumb crazy about her favorite nigga Mulah, she refused to mate with him on weekends.
No matter how naked the hustle in her felt on weekends!
She had to!!!!!!!!
In all, business had been in session since the age of sixteen. Cream still shivered to this day at how far constant loyal blood, sweat, and tears, has led her ten years later.
Now only at twenty-six, Cream managed to keep her small growing bussiness boutique CreamDream, a earning profit of a little over twelve thousand dollars monthly thus far.
Before these days, Cream was lucky if she made a hundred dollars for the month.
At first, Cream started off selling eye lashes, and make-up only, with many cries for customers. Only because of dedicated time, business started multiplying by the dozen weekly. The unbelievable accomplishing rank caused Cream to go viral suddenly.
Cream wisdom on beauty tips kept the customers of all ages coming, and growing, back to back outta experienced trust. From Cream first customer down to the last, she been told her beauty and personality is one of a kind. Her spirit motivated any age. Cream made sure to add a extra tender dash of love, dealing with the older ladies.
They always left feeling young, and sexy.
Cream grinned widely thinking about how CreamDream originally started. It was’nt til the age of eighteen. Cream exposed her passion for fashion design.
One day, Cream finally built the guts to convince a favorite big cousin name Sage, into trusting her, to create a lingerie set for a special night of her choice.
Since it was what Cream explained a dream vision, Sage was ready to put the style into reality test. That night Cream measured Sage excitedly, putting a creation into motion.
Cream could see Sage modeling in the set before hand now.
Two days later Cream was done.!
It was time to hear picky Sage opinion.
Try on day, Sage was in magic awe, pouncing all around Cream bedroom shaking ass in a lace black leopard print lingerie set. “So what night you gone wear this on?” Cream remember asking Sage like yesterday.
“Giiirl, I’m gone wear this tonight just because, for my baby Sevan” Sage replied with big dreamy eyes. She was so sprung and in love with his fine ass. Cream could never forget the three crispy twenty dollar bills Sage quickly gave after her answer, though the deal was free of charge.
“Follow yo dreams, and watch you make a whole lotta moe money baby cousin.” Sage told Cream with genuine motivation proudly.
Cream knew choosing Sage for the test would bring more money, since she was known as a honest promoting queen. People would trust her referral with no questions asked.
The family multiplied as well that year. Exactly six weeks later, Cream received a phone call from Sage, announcing her and Sevan went half on a baby that night.
That moment forward, CreamDream was developed and business expanded blessingly. Sure enough, now Cream was making hunnids to thousands on items. Her attitude cashed generous tips on the side as well.
Thinking back.
Cream held onto her secret talent til eighteen for three major reasons.
One.....Particularly because it would introduce the inner freaky side of her world.
Two....She was fourteen when the class about lingerie became a passion to design Cream way.
Three......! Mama bear Kimora!!!!!!!!
Cream could picture her mother Kimora now fussing to the top of her lungs screaming “lingerie is to damn explicit for your dreams Cream,” in disbelief had she said something before of age.
By time Cream reached age nineteen, she saved up enough thous and purchased a brick rhinestone shop, located in her hometown Los Angeles.
Along with the shop and logo CreamDream, Cream created a website she updated hourly and reguraly. The media app instagram brought an extra growing customer line outside of her hometown, which ment more customers and a different kinda support.
Cream side hustled applying make up & installing wigs inside CreamDream boutique.
Now that Don’t Stop was done playing, Cream made it her business to get up, doll up, and fuck some commas up!
She rolled the silk sheet and cover from off her body, and slipped her feet into the ugg house sho

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