|Book 1|
Tiana King was a young and great college student at Howard University. She was up at the top of the list for being the famous preacher's daughter. Her entire reputation of being a good girl was her dad's doing. She had dream goals to own h...
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TIANA
"You should eat." I heard Carter say from across the table. We were sitting in a booth.
I was far from being hungry. Especially after everything that went down at the warehouse a few hours ago.
FEW HOURS LATER
Carter dragged me out the warehouse and shoved in the back seat of his car. He slammed it shut and I saw Brian running out the warehouse shooting at some unknown men behind him.
A few more of Carter's men came rushing out towards the SUVs. I heard the door on the other side open followed by the driver door. Carter got in the back and he slammed the door shut not saying a word.
He ordered Brian to drive and Brian did so without hesitation.
Silence filled the entire car as the gunshots grew more faint.
NOW
"I'm not hungry." I sighed, looking out the restaurant window at the by passing cars. It was dark and cloudy. Rain was close.
He didn't say nothing. He just continued to eat his food. I let my thoughts corrupt me.
My brother, Troy King, killed our parents. I am still in shock. But I shouldn't be. I might be naive or not want to believe in what's actually true but I'm not stupid. I try to hide my pain with my nonbeliever mind. It's just hard.
And the crazy thing is, all this crazy shît has happened within a month.
I am tired of being a fvcking puppet in this game.
Everyone keeping secrets from me to protect me. I didn't need anyone's protection.
I know for a fact Troy escaped from the warehouse. He was plotting. I knew it. He's always played his cards with one hand and it gets him far.
If I sat back in whatever war between Troy and Carter, I will most likely end up hurt. Or worse.
I was going to get myself out of this. Even if I have to do something dramatic. Probably drastic.
"Ma'am?" I heard the waitress say, breaking me from my train of thoughts.
