GOTCHA Fangs Of Love

What the fuck!!!!!

Jesus Christ!!!

She didn't even have a dime to buy an ordinary matchstick set.

How was she going to cook for Granny Mia?

Maryann Taylor couldn't understand why her own poverty grew intense every day, she felt devastated.

Yes. She was beautiful, she had a nice shape, and she admits to that….but stealing?! Na. Nothing can stop her from stealing.

If she can't have what she wants at the moment, she would rather steal than beg.

She is a big-time thief who has stolen since she was three but never went to prison.

Granny Mia knew her granddaughter was a thief, a thief will always be a thief, no matter the nitty-gritty, she is crippled though.

She was a laundry woman, who always did the laundry for her customers while sitting in her wheelchair.

She tried all possible ways to make Maryann change, but all fell on deaf ears.

She has taken care of Maryann since she was three years old till now.

Maryann is an orphan who went into stealing because of poverty, as she always told people.

Many people all round the neighborhood knew Maryann as a thief and when her case was being reported to the police, she always had her own way of escaping to the point where the police got tired of her cases.

So to society, she was known as a menace.

"I'm hungry, Ann gurl" Granny Mia cried to her granddaughter.

"Gran, no match for cooking". Maryann said "I need to go find 'em."

"Stealing again?!" Granny Mia interjected "When will you ever stop, child?" Granny Mia asked, feeling powerless.

"We have no option, Gran" Maryann said.

"Don't steal, we can borrow" Granny Mia pleaded in weakness

"Nobody would want to, Gran, I'm out. Heading somewhere"

Immediately, Maryann tied her hair into a bun and covered it with a black ball cap, then she wore her black jeans slacks and black crop top that revealed her abs and pretty pinned navel

"I'm going Gran, see ya in the next few minutes," Maryann said as she jumped out through the window.

Granny-Mia still believed God would change Ann gurl someday, but she couldn't stop the tears from flowing lazily down her wrinkled cheekbone.

❤️🧡💛💚💙💜

Maryann looked left.

She looked right too.

She scanned the whole environment and when she saw it was clear.

She jumped over the wall leading to the market square and saw people gathering near a kiosk of fresh oranges.

She gulped down her saliva at first because the oranges looked juicy.