"𝐄𝐠𝐨 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭, 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛*𝐭𝐜𝐡." -𝐁𝐞𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞́

Trinity Smith has been starving for more out of her marriage to Meech. Three years in and she feels alone, untouched, and unsatisfied. Especially behind closed doors. The spark is gone, and no matter how hard she tries, it feels like she's begging for something that should come naturally. They try therapy, hoping it'll save them. For a minute, it looks like it might. Then Thanksgiving comes around...and everything spirals. That's when Trinity really meets Dayvon Bennett, Meech's close friend who's a father. What starts off subtle turns reckless fast, and before she knows it, Trinity is caught up in something messy, addictive, and completely off-limits.

𝐀 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐕𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.

. . . "𝐈 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍, to just stand and watch Dom! Just let me go please.." she hicced not bothering to look him in the eyes "Oh now, it's dom? Back then it was "bitch boy" "pussy" but now.. you call me by my given name?" He raised an eyebrow as he chuckled amused She stayed silent as she stared down at the white marble floor as tears dripped below her.

Okay i'm a little toxic, you still wanna fuck? 𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 8, 2021 𝐂𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 : Supersensitivepisces

➥ 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, a newly recruited detective struggles to find the secrets that lay beneath a death of an young adult named 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐕𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐓.