"i'm yo bodyguard. not yo girlfriend."

𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑔 ， 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑑．

In the East Side Gang, Amir just so happens to be King's favorite.

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"Sweetheart, you disobeyed us, when we tell you to do something you do it," King muttered, his breath hitting the shell of my ear. I was focused on the three sets of hands-on me how they didn't miss how my body responded to them. We were in the back of the club, me being ambushed after I walked off stage. They had told me to quit my job, that they would take care of me. No matter how relieving that may be, I wasn't going to rely on anyone again. But I didn't think of the consequences if I didn't obey them. After their unspoken promise for punishment when they told me to never walk on that stage again unless I'm dancing for them and only them. I disobeyed them, and I could feel the cruel intent broiling under the surface of their cool facade. King was standing behind me, Alexander and Cade were standing in front of me. Alexander was pulling the straps of my bra down my shoulders, Cade had his hand wrapped around my throat, and King's fist was wrapped in my hair, pulling my neck back. "Get your pretty ass dressed. Then you are coming home with us. We'll teach you what happens when you forget who you belong to," Alexander said with a cruel smile on his face. My heart was racing, and I started to break out in a sweat. My chest was rising and falling with the quick breaths I took, and I knew they would never hurt me the way I knew they could. They wanted to protect me, is what they said. But how much of what they say can I believe? --------------------------------------- This is a mature story, and I'm not bothering with saying 18+ because that would be a joke. So proceed with caution if your mind hasn't been tainted. (nearly impossible considering you are on this app).

𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶'𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁-𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗠𝘂𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝘀, 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱'𝘃𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁. 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗿𝗯𝗶𝘁, 𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱... 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝘄𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗸𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗺. 𝗦𝗮𝗸𝗮𝗶 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲- 𝗶𝘀 𝗔𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗿𝘂𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺, 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿... 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗻?

For three years Kasim, Nala, and Zuri had been a throuple. They'd started off as close friends throughout highschool but it wasn't until college when sexual feelings started between the three and that soon turned into romantic feelings. Despite their families views and opinions on their relationship they had stuck through it and had thrived once they got the hang of being with one another. Things had been going great until Orion- Nala's bestfriend had went through something traumatic in his life and they'd opened their home to him. He was a bisexual male and Kasim found himself becoming curious once he was around more. He'd never struggled with his sexuality before he'd always been a straight man- something about Orion had intrigued him though. One drunken night had changed the dynamics of the once shared friendships/relationships between the four. Could they add on more than they could handle? More people came with more drama/problems. Was that one night worth it enough to change their throuple into a-- QUAD?

It wasn't until his boss gave him a chance and purpose in life once he was on edge, and giving up. Not knowing that one of those purposes to live soon became her husband, a man who absolutely hated gay men and gave him hell. Soon enough would Sincere become more than- THE ASSISTANT?

𝟏𝟑.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓-𝟏𝟒.𝟎𝟗.𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

One hotbox. One secret. Two boys who swore they were straight-until the smoke started messing with more than just their heads. Nic parties hard and lives louder, chasing highs and avoiding anything that feels too real. KT stays lowkey and unreadable, carrying a past he never talks about. They're nothing alike-but something clicks when they end up hotboxing in Nic's car at a random party. It was supposed to be just a vibe. But the more nights they spend together-talking, laughing, sharing things they shouldn't-the harder it gets to ignore the tension in the air. Glances last too long. Touches get bolder. And suddenly, nothing about being "just friends" feels right anymore. They've never looked at a guy like this before. Then again... they've never met someone like each other.