The first man who ever asked what I wanted was the same man who
put a target on my back.
My life was planned before I was old enough to argue with it. I
went along because nobody told me I was allowed not to.
Then King Khi.
He didn't ask permission to want me. He moved like I already
belonged to him, and the city adjusted around it. But he never
once used that to shut me up. He's the first man who made a room
go quiet so I could finish talking.
Loving him came with a bill. The streets don't collect from the
man. They collect from whoever he's soft for.
So when it got bad enough, he let me go. Not because he stopped
wanting me. Because keeping me safe was worth more to him than
keeping me. Then he took every consequence by himself, where I
couldn't watch.
That's when walking away stopped being possible.
Now the truth is out, and it didn't come from the streets. It came
from family. It put King Khi on one side and me on the other, and
the ones who did it think that means they've won.
They're on top right now, so they've gotten comfortable. Nobody
ever remembers what a woman is capable of once she's already lost
everything.
An African American hood romance and urban love story featuring a
sheltered virgin, a possessive alpha male, a feared street king,
protective alpha men who don't play about what belongs to them,
street loyalty, family betrayal, and dangerous hood love.
A Virgin Diamond In The Rough 2 by Yona Pearson. Read Book 1
first.
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