She - A Woman of background, culture and color. A woman who carries pride in her strides, and triumph on her shoulders. A set of thick lips of velvet , thighs of steel, eyes of molten honey, and skin smooth like butter, and roasted to a sensuous melanin complexion. He - A Man of proudness and honor. An anti-traditionalist, stripped of the ideas that were called righteous. Taboo marks his name, in blood his own blood that he cannot wash. His skin pale as the moon and rosy like petals of the spring, the spring that only SHE, can bring him to. He who finds great euphoria and bliss at the sight of SHE, who captures his bare eyes and stolen his manhood. RANKING: #5 in tradition - 2/20/19 #4 in Korean Men - 3/18/19, 11/10/19 #2 in No Boundaries- 4/25/19, 11/10/19 #3 in Korean Men - 4/25/19, 10/30/19 #2 in Asian - 4/29/19, 11/19/19 #1 in Korean- 4/30/19, 5/8/19 #2 in Korean- 5/6/19, 5/10/19, 5/15/19 #3 in Korean- 5/11/19 #1 in Korean men - 9/26/19, 11/25/19 #1 in no boundaries- 9/26/19, 10/30/19, 11/25/19 #1 in Asian - 11/18/19 #2 in BrianKang - 11/25/19 #3 in Asian - 11/25/19 #1 in BrianKang - 11/27/19, 1/31/20 #5 in undescribable - 1/27/20 #2 in ambw - 5/20/20

{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"

Cover by @boyleewrites ❝ Where are you going, nigger? ❞ I turned around on my heel and said, ❝what the fuck did you just say?❞I clearly heard him, I just was being nice and decided to give him another chance to correct himself before I whooped his ass silly. ❝ I said,❞ he stepped closer and bent over a little so our eyes met. ❝ Where are you going, nigger? ❞