In the bustling city of New York, two worlds collide when shy photographer Sasha Gray meets world-famous boxer Michael Díaz. Sasha, a 24-year-old Haitian-American introvert, lives a quiet life in Brooklyn with her camera as her comfort zone. Her three best friends - Fab, Dani, and Nala - encourage her to explore the city and meet new people. Michael, a 30-year-old Puerto Rican boxing champion, resides in Queens with his tight-knit family and three best friends - Julian, Chris, and Alex. His last relationship ended in heartbreak when his ex-girlfriend Sophia cheated on him with his rival boxer. When Michael and Sasha meet at a boxing match in Brooklyn, their initial encounter is brief but intense. As their paths continue to cross, they must confront their pasts, challenge their fears, and learn to trust each other. Will Michael and Sasha find love beyond the ring, or will their differences and past heartaches tear them apart?

"Damn" He scratched the back of his head. A nervous smile etched on his handsome features that always seemed to get him in trouble. "So you really fell that deep in love with a nigga? That's wild...."

Real love comes with real trials. Are we strong enough to survive the flames.

" 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 " 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? " 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 "

The wounds don't bleed the same, but that doesn't mean they've healed. Some love doesn't fade, it just learns how to hide. Sequel to "feel something"

"𝐼 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔"

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ⌖ 𝙨𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙭 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣. ❦ | 𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 . ᶜʰʳⁱᵃᵐᵒⁿᵗᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵍʰᵉᵗᵗᵒ Five years ago, Iris walked away from the wreckage with blood on her hands & survival on her mind. Loving Jasiah had been like standing too close to a fire-warm at first, until the flames started to reach for her throat. When the law finally took him, she mourned him like someone dead, convinced that whatever they once shared was too dangerous to ever be resurrected. To save herself, she didn't just leave him behind-she buried the love entirely, believing some things had to be killed before they killed you. In the years that followed, Iris rebuilt. She built a life that was quiet, more structured, & way more safe with her husband & two growing children. A life where Jasiah Syncere Brown existed only in court records & steel bars. Prison was supposed to be a long sentence, guaranteed that the past would stay where it belonged. But the past didn't stay buried. Jasiah returned home years earlier than anyone expected, his arrival shattering the order Iris painstakingly built. But he didn't come back kind-he came back ruthless, upending everything in his path. Old wounds ripped open, & the man she once loved, the man she hated, the man she never truly escaped, was suddenly real again, standing back in the same city, back breathing the same air.

"This is just between us, right? Just this once?" "Just this once." Lies spoken in the hopes of truth. The confines of a dark room won't show where the words will land to ignite, still fire knows no boundaries. Much like the two with a taste for the forbidden, some secrets don't stay buried behind closed doors. It becomes your neighbor.