"Cause if you let me, here's what I'll do I'll take care of you" Allaya is just a girl from the Caribbean trying to make it in NYC. She's too busy going after everything she's ever wanted to be bothered with the drama that comes with love and relationships. She's so used to being alone that she doesn't know how to let someone in. So, what happens when she falls in love with her boss, rapper, and mogul Dave East? I do not own any of the images used in this book or on the cover. All fictional characters do not reflect the names and face claims in reality.

"if you're lookin' for someone who can change you're life, ain't no need to cry baby wipe your eyes."

Just a story I wrote from the top of my head❤️ Enjoy! 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐧: 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬! 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐬 " ⚠️, ‼️ 𝐨𝐫 🚨" 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 🙏🏽 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"You trust me?" I look up at him, staring into his light brown eyes that stared directly at me. It felt like he was staring into my soul trying to read me. I could barely answer his question because I was busy looking at him. Once I realized I was staring like crazy, I quickly look down. "I do." ----------------------------- She's the girl you never saw coming, the unexpected one who calms you, centers you, and still she turns out to be the surprise love of your love. She gets you, really gets you like no one ever has. She is your best friend, lover, and soulmate all wrapped in the prettiest package. She is unforgettable, she is like no one, which is why you are addicted to her mind, her soul, her body, and her presence. You can't get her out of your system. You taste her and she runs through you hot like blood and fire. She never leaves you no matter what, because she too, knows how rare the connection is. You have never had anyone stick by you like that before. She is the safest place you ever know. You are soft for her no matter how hard life gets, she is there and your feelings never change. She loves you fiercely and you feel her love deep in your bones and in your soul. She is the one who makes you feel whole in a way you never have before and that terrifies you. But, what terrifies you even more...is losing her. 03/12/21-04/25/21 Rankings: #9 in africanamerican 9-16-21 #84 in urban 9-16-21 #113 in blacklove 9-16-21 #1 in blacklovestory 9-16-21 #45 in contemporarylit 9-16-21 #18 in blackcouple 9-16-21 #218 in urbanromance 9-16-21 #1 in saveblackcharacters 9-16-21

Christian Brown is a wealthy young business man who has most defiant made a name for himself. He's cold and doesn't believe in love, nor opens up to anyone but his own mother. Alexandria Crane is basically a single mother, handling her 4 year old daughter and the bills on her own while her street pharmacist baby daddy is barley present. Alex needs money and Christian needs is sexual desires to be fulfilled. What will happen when the pair come together?

India Manory thinks life in Queens, New York will never change. It's the same routine, same bullshit she has to put up with. But can one faithful month change her whole perspective on life itself? "Same people, same expectations. There's no room for change. Change is just another way of saying 'Hey this is how things are whether you like it or not. Get used to it or get the fuck out.'" I kicked the dried up mud off of my black and white Converses. "Let me change your mind." Chris pulled his lips into his mouth, extending the length of his cheeks bones and causing two indents to form on the sides of his freckled face. "How do you suppose you're gonna do that?" I furrowed my brows and faced him, seeing his promising expression which intrigued me. "Give me a month. I bet I can change your life." A sly smirk tugged on his full lips. "For better or for worse?" "Only one way to find out."

Sequel to Tough Love Christopher Brown was known to have it all. The money, the fame, even a beautiful family. Yet, there was something missing to this dream world he was living in. Aya Weathers was his fallen angel who had everything taken from her. She once was a part of Christopher's world, she shared what he had. Until one cruel man took every last ounce of that paradise right out of her hands. She stayed hidden, underground from the rest of the world. It was figured that she would be much safer there. She thought she could escape everything that way. But when the past she hasn't dealt with comes back for the last fight with her, what will she do? "I've just been running, and running, and running, and I'm tired, Chris!" Aya cried out hysterically, getting weak in the knees. She slumped down against the cold wall and allowed her body to drop down to the floor. "I'm tired." She whispered weakly. "Why won't you just let me go?" "Letting go was my first mistake. Doing it again would make me stupid." Chris touched her arm, her entire body tensing up. "You'd be stupid to keep me here." She shook her head and pushed his hand off of her arm. He took her chin into his index finger and thumb, picking up her head to face him. In her eyes, there was nothing but a shattered heart, a scared mind, and an empty soul. This wasn't the girl he fell in love with years ago. This wasn't the girl who gave him a beautiful son. This wasn't the one who got away. But he knew she was in there. And he'd do whatever it took to bring her back. "Then that's a risk I'm willing to take."

Aya Weathers is a hardworking, talented, aspiring songwriter who prefers to put her goals before her personal life. Christopher Brown is a stubborn, rude singer who has his guard up and doesn't plan to let anyone in. Together, the two of them will be prominent figures in music history. That's if they can get along first. "You're not gonna win any awards being rude, Christopher." Aya slumped back in her chair, taking a long sip of her black coffee. "It was doing me just fine before. And can you stop calling me that?" Chris shot his head up, resting it on his fist. "No, I'm good. Thank you for asking nicely though." She grinned before clicking her pen and jotting down something in her notebook. "Why you keep playing with me? It's not funny." "I'm not playing, Christopher. This is strictly business, not a game." Aya stared at him with grim, serious eyes. She meant what she was saying. "What if I wanted it to be a game?" "Is that a bet?" Aya tested with a heightened eyebrow. "Do you want to make it one?"

𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒍 ✨