kelspride
She knew what it was the moment her phone lit up.
"Private room? I miss you."
Tonight?
Ain't no such thing as innocent when you playin' with fire. Kehlani, a bad lil' bottle girl turned Instagram baddie, got a man at home-but that ain't stop her from creepin' behind red velvet curtains with Rome, a hood legend known for money, mystery, and makin' women forget who they came with.
In the shadows of Atlanta's elite lounges, everything look sweet-champagne flowin', lace bodysuits, and red lights-but behind closed doors, secrets get spilled like Henny, and some don't walk out alive. When a private message turns into a deadly rendezvous, Kehlani finds herself trapped in a game of lust, lies, and loyalty.
Somebody watching.
Somebody plotting.
And when love and power mix in the dark...
Somebody not makin' it out that private room.
Get ready for a raw, twisted ride where love ain't loyal and the streets always collect what they're owed.
Welcome to the Private Room.
No phones. No witnesses. No mercy.