Chapter 1

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"We have to stop fucking with each other, Kha'Vell. We gonna get caught," I said getting in his red and black Ferrari.

"You so fucking scary. Fuck whoever see us. Do you want to be with me?" I put my seat belt on as I ignored what he just asked me. "Every time I ask you that shit you pay me no mind. Just understand, when I start paying your ass no mind don't come back missing me. I want you, but it's not that serious between us if you gon' keep acting like this," he said side eyeing me while we drove out the alley I met him in.

Dressed in an all-black hooded Nike Tech fleece sweat suit with our black and white Jordan 12's we were matching like we normally do. He had his hair in a ponytail going down his back and it looked like he just came from getting a shape up. My high bun with my swoop bang to the right side of my head was on fleek. We looked like a cute couple on the outside, but behind closed doors we had many problems. What I like about him is no matter what our family goes through, whenever I want to see him he is always around. He never says no to me, and with his father stepping off his throne and my father on the verge of dying, things are getting a little more complicated.

I've been sneaking around with my father's worst enemy's son for over two years now; and my biggest fear was getting caught. I am slowly catching feelings for Kha'Vell, but the beef that my father, Josiah, has with Quentin, Kha'Vell's father, is petty for the most part but dangerous. Every other week it's a body dropping. Now that they are both stepping down and handing their businesses down to us, we have to go against each other in this drug game because that's what our fathers been doing for years. It has always been head to head with them. We sneak around with each other in different hotel rooms, then we end up leaving each other. I hate that I have to put up with this shit, and the only ones to blame are Josiah and Quentin.

"Shut up. I apologize for ignoring you, but how can we be together if our parents got beef? They are catching on to what we have going on and that's why they want us head to head now," I sighed, pulling the seat back so I can lay down.

"Listen, we can run the world together. You taking over your pops operation and I am taking my father shit. We both have different connects with everything we need, and the shit we suppling is dope as fuck. Why can't we be a power couple making our money?"

"Because that's not how it is supposed to be. We are supposed to have beef right now, not fucking each other and falling in love."

"Who said I was falling in love? This shit just a good time for me," he said with a chuckle as he focused back on the road.

He pulled up to his three-bedroom house in Riverdale Long Island. Nobody knew about this crib but me from what he told me; although I don't believe him I let it rock. He cut off the car and turned towards me.

"Listen, I enjoy fucking you and being around you, but you saying we can't do this and we can't do that so today is it. We gon' do us and Ima drop you off, then we gon' go our separate ways. None of my niggas will come at you in the streets, and make sure none of your niggas come at us." He stared at me with a straight face then turned to get out of the car.

"Copy." I got out his car and slammed the door.

"Don't be childish," he said, shaking his head as I walked in front of him to go in the house.

Kha'Vell telling me that he basically wasn't falling in love had me feeling like an ass. What I know is that he does love me, but he will never tell me because of how I act. What am I supposed to do, though? Our fathers hate each other and that will never end. Crazy thing about all this back and forth shit is that we don't even know what's the reason they beefing. Kha'Vell and I are just going along for reasons we are clueless about.

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