After being abandoned by her father, Delicious Franks turned to the streets for protection. Selling her body and doing drugs brought her temporary comfort and warmth. Delicious found herself being pimped out and selling her body off to men. Without...
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De'mon's words hit Delicious like a heavy stone, anchoring her in place as her mind raced. He was right. The realization settled over her like a suffocating weight, pressing on her chest until it became hard to breathe. She was trapped again. The sting of it burned, sharp and unrelenting, like salt rubbed into a fresh wound. De'mon's mansion, with its opulence and grandeur, was no different from Amir's in Miami.
The walls might have been more lavish, but they served the same purpose—a gilded cage. She was not free. Though Amir and Yoshun's oppressive presence was not felt this mansion- this place- felt like a prison. Delicious knew better than to put her guard down. She was back in the same place she was in the beginning a prisoner stuck in a random man's home. For god fucking sake, Delicious did not know De'mon from a can of paint and yet he was so invasive. It was like he crawled deep inside of her skin and did not want to leave at all.
How many years had it been since Delicious left helplessness? Delicious had to chuckle. It felt like she was going to handler from handler. Mama D to Yoshun to Amir to De'mon it honestly felt like she had no control. Delicious could think of the times when she was in Miami, and she had no one. The women she taught would back stab her and throw her to the ground for money and men. The men she would talk to would use her body as a means to getting what they want. Delicious felt her heart tighten as the feelings of betrayal and hatred swarmed in her eyes. Or Kris pimping her out and using her. Delicious refused to let any men put that in position.
Kris tore her apart from the insides and left her down to the ground. That man really broke her heart. A man that she loved and gave her all too disrespected her to the ground. The man that she was supposed to cherish hated her guts and he proved to her that he hated her. From sleeping with her friend and getting her pregnant. Too let men abuse her and use the money on his homeboys and drugs. Delicious refused after the day that he died and Delicious beat up his dead body in the casket; Delicious told herself that she would never fall victim to a man's game again.
Delicious was not afraid to admit that she was a fiery woman that did not mind speaking her mind. Who cares who she hurt? They hurt her and they did not care about her, why would she care? The only person who was her priority- was herself! Delicious was going to put herself on the highest pedestal. Delicious was not a fool any man could say that he loved and cared for but would betray her. Even Amir could betray her. A enlightenment was formed in Delicious's subconscious.
