"Her daddy always taught her about the Bible and God but he never prepared her to meet the devil, also known as Josiah Lavonte Payne." Trials, tribulations, betrayal and death are rooted in Bailey and Josiah's relationship. Will they overcome the many obstacles that seem to want them apart? If they do succeed, can they keep the angel of death off their backs? -Urban Romance❤️ DISCLAIMER: The images used in this book are not mine. They are used for the sole purpose of portraying characters and will not be used by me, outside of wattpad. The information in this book is fictional and is not affiliated with any of the face claims in this book. In other words, the information is about the fictional characters in the book, NOT about the face claims that are portraying the characters.

❞𝙖𝙞𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚... 𝙞 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.❞

𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮'𝙨 𝘼𝘼𝙐 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙢, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨. Micah Williams met Bronny James the summer of 2018 when her, and her brother; Mikey Williams joined Bronny's AAU team. Micah always played with a chip on her shoulder. Also because of how talented she is, they allowed her to play with the boys. She said in clear words that she would be the first girl in the NBA, and go top five in the draft. As for Bronny, he was named after his father LeBron James and is walking in his footsteps to become the next King of the game. The both of them got along well, as they were the guards of the BlueChips. Although, it wasn't until their first year of high school year when Bronny and Micah become rivals and their friendship is put to test.

"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together. "Why are you stripping, Monty?" Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down. "Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me." "So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh. "..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes. "Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him. "I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not." "You are." He spoke in a demanding tone. "Please. You know how he is." I expressed "And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged. "I know." He shook his head, walking away from me. "Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.