This game doesn't come with rules , you gotta set your owns rules and abide by them. Your love life and work is two different things. Never mix business with pleasure. 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐘𝐎𝐍 , age 31 as he's a former drug dealer who goes by the name " Method Man " on the streets. No one ever addresses him as Lorenzo. If so that's either the feds and that's a bad image. Lorenzo owns multiple night clubs , along with a Restaurant called Lyons Grill. You can't just sit with drug money. You gotta move and invest. Lorenzo didn't have any love interest , his love interest was money , seeing more money hit his account. Lorenzo owned his town , he knew when people made it into his down 5 minutes after. When he was informed that a female by the name of MONIQUE ANTOINETT KNIGHT came into town he wanted to know her every move. Olds friends reconnected , as they have different lives .. or do they? 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐓 𝐊𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 , age 25 as she's a drug dealer as well.. but she hides her drug front by opening multiple business. One of her business consists of " Monique's Salon " and Knights Reality. Can two drug dealers fall in love ? Knowing they are at competition.

Widening the door I seen him holding another bag, with flowers in his hand and a blunt behind his ear "really? More peace offerings?" "Ain't none wrong in that" I thanked him for it as I was raised with manners I placed the flowers on the counter alongside the bag not bothered to look inside and see what he got. "That's how you gon do me?" He asked pointing at the flowers on the counter. "I mean flowers really not cutting anything right now" I shrugged. "It better cause I came here to apologise" he walked over and stood in front of me with his tall ass self. "Mhm" I hummed ready to hear what he has to say. "Real shit though. I know I ain't really been on my shit cause I got other shit I'm dealing with so Ion really wanna put that onto you cause you'n deserve none of that. So I told you Ion wanna rush it so I don't become the man that don't treat you good" at this point he put his hand in mine and used his thumb to rub the back of my hand in circular motions. "So I wanna apologise for allat cause I ain't really tell you what's going on but Ion really wanna wait for that date no more". There was just some in his eyes that was getting me especially with his head being slightly tilted not even thinking of trying to break eye contact with me. "So what does that mean?"

"I made the decision to cheat on my wife because I liked the way you made me feel vulnerable and comfortable enough to open up to you the night before it happened. I ain't never did shit like that before and that's what made it easy for me to choose to risk everything I got for you." "That shit probably not a big deal to you but a nigga like me ain't never opened up to nobody but my best friend-and still..that's rare. I hate even talking about her with you but I don't even feel comfortable talking to Ariana about my feelings 'cause I know she gon' judge me. You don't make me feel like that."

Kehlani Davidson is a twenty four year old woman who is used to the criminal life as a former waitress at a strip club. As a result of too many dreadful encounters with criminals her friend Jennifer Doberman recommends her to be a nanny for a family friend. She's aware of the father's recent behavior, therefore she does her best to stay out of his way, that is until he stops her in her tracks. Jace Missu is a twenty five year old man who knows heartbreak. The past year has been both a blessing and a curse. Once upon a time he was jovial, and someone who made people laugh. That was until someone he loved betrayed him. The only one he cares about now is his son, but all of that changes when he hires a curvy nanny.

"Ready Or Not, Here I Come You Can't Hide Gonna Find You And Take it Slowly"

trying some crazy???

"Gotta be with somebody who see the forever in you cause if the bond real y'all gone get over everything."

23 year old Morgan Bellamy has tunnel vision. She works tirelessly to take care of the people she loves, putting their needs before her own, until she meets someone who put her first. The eye of the storm, a moment of peace, a breath of calm. While she felt like everything was crashing down around her, he was her exhale.

Success doesn't equate happiness. I've had to learn that the hard way over the years. With every disappointment, every let down, every heartbreak, my solution was to just achieve something. Gain a new award, a higher accolade, a bigger position. The distractions only work temporarily, but once it dies down you realize that you're left with just you. You realize that you're still alone, still a failure in other aspects of life, and still hiding from the past. My name is Brynn. I got married at nineteen to my college sweetheart, and at the age of twenty four I found myself packing up and leaving him in the middle of the night. During that ungodly hour is when everything starts to hit you, when everything begins to resurface. My husband never attempted to come after me, never even attempted to reach out to me. Yet I still find myself going to sleep with him on my mind. I can still feel his touch if I dream hard enough. I still find myself keeping up with his social media, following his life from a distance. Only in that ungodly hour do I let my fantasies roam free and allow myself to miss him. I allow myself to still love him, still care for him. As long as I know that once morning hits it's back to business, back to being distracted, and back to being alone.

What if the love of your life only stood across the street from you? What would you do? Cross the street or wait for them to do so? Would you guys both make the attempt or let the busy streets wash past you guys and blind your eyes of the future you guys can have? Let the honking block your ears of the expression of love that could be once heard. Let the cars, trucks and buses block the views of the pumping hearts that hold value to you both. Let the bystanders get through you both erasing every memory you guys once accumulated. What would you do as you stand on his block?