"You would be a good mom Solana." Aubree said as he watched her interact with Tatum. "You think so? I always thought my life was too busy to have kids. That's why I treat Tatum like mine." She shrugged as she sat next to him. "Just like you make time for Tatum it would be the same. You a naturally nurturing person so it wouldn't even be hard for you." Aubree shrugged. "What do you think life would've been like if we weren't famous?" "Shit how it was before. I'an even know my struggles would become a talent and get me out the hood, but sometimes it feel like the hood the only place I would wanna be in the moment. I choose familiarity over anything else." Solana nodded. She understood. Growing up in O Block wasn't the easiest, but it made them who they were today. Their struggles were the reason why they got to live lavish today. Sometimes it just felt surreal.

"You really think I'm out here giving this dick to anybody else, beautiful?" She swallowed, watching my hands go to my zipper. I smirked, leaning down, dragging my fingers up her thigh, over her soaked panties. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Jade."

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

She's accidentally given his hotel room to stay in...when he confronts her he instantly recognises her beautiful face. This one moment would be the beginning of their love story...

❝𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐔𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃.❞

When a high profile CEO, Zeke Ingram, clashes with the new boss in town, Naomi Cartier, it's clear that it's more than business and in the end, it gets very personal. Flaws are a given, but can they be looked over? Copyright © 2017 by Kourtney All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

"They say she what he need I ain't give a fuck that's my sweet thing, steady check a nigga fuck what he bang"

Reentry Case 007: Male, 37, assault with intent to kill, parole conditions strict. Not to be left alone with female staff.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. She hides behind sharp boots and brighter dresses, yellow loud enough to drown out the cracks in her heart. It almost works. Until the man her papa crossed decides to collect what he's owed. He doesn't ask. He takes. Tattooed hands. A ruler of empires built on blood. He closes the distance. She tries to keep it. But he's always liked the chase.

Tyler "Tank" Carter, a 22 year old truck driver crosses paths with Kayla Knight, an 18 year old girl who's running away home as he is enroute to drop off a load from Augusta, Georgia to Bangor, Maine.