[Book 4 Perfect Man Series] Zahir Maurice Brown was a legend by default because of his parents, sometimes it irritates him and he has a hard time trusting the women that throw themselves at him. Zahir was the perfect gentleman, he didn't believe in...
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Savin.
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Bria Neverson
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Morgan.
Zahir Maurice Brown:
"Mr.Brown ain't taking questions right now." Savin said pushing cameras out my face as he led me down to Brielle's car, he opened the passenger side door for me making sure I was in the car safely before he hopped in the back with Lotto who looked scared.
"We gotta talk." Brielle said as we levitated in the air.
"Okay, what's wrong princess? You need something?" I asked giving her my full attention.
"Wait until we get to your parents house." She replied, I sat back and we all sat quiet the whole ride. That was usual for Savin, he didn't talk much unless he was spoken to. He was here to do his job he always kept it professional, but Lotto and Brielle would be laughing up a storm and cracking jokes. I found their friendship adorable honestly but something was off and I know I ain't gone like it.
Once we landed in front of my parents house I seen an unknown car in the driveway, Savin and Lotto got out. Savin opened my door and Lotto opened Brielle's. We followed them onto the porch and they opened the door letting us in first. "ZaZa!" Bria shouted as soon as I got in the living room.
