Symere, a young girl recruited as a holder at just 11 years old, uses her innocent appearance to outsmart everyone in the dangerous world of drugs and guns. When the talented Artist enters the fray, he becomes both a rival and a potential love inter...
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As the rain fell, Glock remained hidden in the shadows of the city, his heart consumed by the desire for vengeance. Time had done little to heal the wounds of his loss, instead, it had only stoked the flames of his anger. He knew that attacking the trio directly would be foolish, he needed a plan, a way to break their spirits before striking the final blow.
Glock observed them from afar, his mind racing with schemes. He often watched them gather at the club, laughter mingling with the sounds of vibrant music. They seemed carefree, but Glock knew how fragile that happiness could be. His eyes narrowed as he imagined ways to attack their strongest connection, Chosen.
As Glock retreated into the night, he had ignited a firestorm that would change everything. The trio would soon learn that true vulnerability lies not just in love, but in the connections that bind them.
The time for reckoning was drawing near, and Glock knew that revenge would not come without a fight. But with chaos now in motion, he was one step closer to achieving his dark desires.
"I see him, Glock."
"You know what to do." He abruptly hung up the phone.
Meanwhile, on the other side of town
Artist couldn't shake the feeling of something bad happening today. The storm only increased his anxiety even more. He didn't necessarily fear for his safety, but someone else's. It had been a year since they've seen or even heard from Glock. Deep down inside, he knew Glock wouldn't just let Gucci dying go.
"Baby!" Symere snapped her fingers in his face.
Artist shook the feeling off before giving her his undivided attention.
"Sorry, mama, what did you say?"
"I said are you hungry? I could go for some pizza right now."
"You always going for some pizza, nothing new. Get dressed."
"Rude." She muttered.
The couple had been doing great with keeping their relationship under wraps. Chosen was still a little suspect but he eventually let it go for now. Symere's birthday was coming up and Artist was trying to think of what to do for her.
It would be her 22nd birthday and he wanted to make the day special. His mind soon drifted off to Michael. He still couldn't believe that he was playing them this entire time. He hated to think about the situation, it pissed him off every time.
As Symere rambled to him, Artist stared at her with nothing but love in his eyes. They still hadn't said it, both of them scared to admit it. Artist didn't want to say it and she didn't feel the same way. Symere was just terrified of loving Artist, all of him.
