𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢...𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢...𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎, 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎

She walks in like the epitome of black girl luxury, but pain follows her. She covers it with bust-down jewelry and white roses. He's quiet, but his presence is loud in itself. Everyone knows him, but she sees right past him. She's confident, but he's more confident. She's fierce, but he makes her cower. Passionate. SADITIFIED.

A well known rapper and his childhood friend stopped talking years ago. Both of them moved on in life but are now reconnected.

𝙏𝙞𝙡 3005, 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙬𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙪𝙥.....

After running away with her baby sister from her abusive father, Juliana bumps into the last person she would expect to help her. He was rough, dangerous and extremely powerful. He tempted Juliana in ways no one has ever done before but with someone adamant on keeping them apart, will their love prevail? WARNING: Sexual content ***** He walked up to me and sat on the bed next to me. He jaw tightened, I could tell he was getting angry. "Stop being so controlling and leave me alone, I'm not having this conv-" I began but stopped as he smashed his lips against mine and moved his hand to cup the area between my thighs. "Stop fùcking playing with me" He said as he started rubbing me through the outside of my shorts. COMPLETED: MARCH 2020 - JUNE 2020 ***** HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 love #1 romance #1 mature #1 mafia #1 drama #1 bad boy #1 billionaire Cover made by @mbaliey83

" ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴜʟ " 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙚 , 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚

"𝐈𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐀'𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐚"

Completed

❝ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜱᴜᴍ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. ❞ STARTED: FEB 19TH, 2024. ENDED: FEB 4TH, 2024.

𝙆𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙘𝙮𝙘𝙡𝙚. 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙧𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙚, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡. 𝘼𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙪𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠; 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚.