𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 "𝗜𝗼𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲, 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗺𝗮?"

"𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙'𝙫𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧."

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

ᴛʏ ɪs ᴀ ʜᴀɪʀsᴛʏʟɪsᴛ. ᴍᴀʟɪᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏ ᴀʀᴛɪsᴛ. ✩｡:•.───── ❁ - ❁ ─────.•:｡✩

"Put a 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 opp b*tch in the morgue, call that b*tch drop dead 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬." - KV

Raise 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 to this 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭, and 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 this. When they turn out the lights, I'll be down in the 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤. Thuggin' eternal through my heart, now 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐲 nigga.

Who knew one interaction could change everything.

" 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚖 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚖." PSA: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

i have waited lifetimes to find you.

Layla didn't know what peace was, for as long as she could remember she struggled, until she meets Dayvon, a street nigga with a cold heart, but is there more to him?