He was hired to clean up the place, not get swept up in drama.

PRETTY EYES: A Southside Atlanta Story 📍 One night in the Southside changed Keyon Davis Jr.'s life forever. After thirty minutes of yelling at a locked door, he walked into a nightmare he could never unsee: his baby momma gone, and his daughter, Layla, shivering in a dark closet. Now, Keyon is trading his freedom for a two-year bid in DeKalb County Jail. He's not there to make friends or find trouble-he's there to survive and get home to the only girl who matters. But the "Rice Street" system has other plans. In the middle of the noise and the concrete, Keyon finds himself locked in with two men who see right through his "thug" exterior. One is a kingpin with the world at his feet, and the other is a quiet storm with secrets of his own. Between the cold bars and the heat of their gaze, Keyon is about to learn that love doesn't always come in pairs-and sometimes, the prettiest eyes are the ones that finally see your truth. One heart. Three men. Zero rules.

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Paris Bennett walked away from the badge the day his older brother Elias was murdered. With no answers, no suspects, and no justice, Paris left the force behind-haunted, disillusioned, and hollow. Now he drifts through life as private security for rich kids with too much money and not enough sense, doing whatever it takes to forget the ghosts that still whisper his name. But the past doesn't stay buried. When the city's police chief corners him with a dangerous offer-go undercover in The Syndicate, one of the most ruthless gangs in the city, in exchange for new information about Elias's killer-Paris is forced to return to the life he thought he left behind. One lie. One name. That's all he needs. What he finds instead is Roman LeRoux. Cold, commanding, and impossible to read, Roman is the gang's enigmatic leader with secrets carved into his skin and blood on his hands. As Paris sinks deeper into Roman's world, the lines between duty and desire begin to blur. Trust becomes a luxury he can't afford-and love, a risk he never intended to take. But the deeper Paris goes, the more the lines blur-and the harder it gets to tell who's using who. In a city ruled by shadows and silence, trust is dangerous, love is deadly, and the truth? It might be the most lethal thing of all.

You know that my body is yours. 🖤 • He quickly reached out to grab my arm. "Where you goin'?" I felt my body freeze under his touch. Looking down, I took note of how close we were in the small door frame. Too close. He let my arm go, raising a hand up apologetically. "Sorry, I ain't mean to grab you like that. I know you 'on really..." he trailed off, running his eyes over my face. He was still too close, but for some reason, I couldn't convince my body to move. This was the third time I've felt like this around him. It was a pattern. "Stay." He gestured for me to come back inside. "Zeke, I'on really think-" "Stay, Jabari." He said firmly. "Ray invited you over here...and I ain't finna tell you to leave. I brought more than enough food. You good, my nigga." "I told you to call me 'Jah'." "Jah," he corrected, looking down as a small chuckle escaped. "My fault." He raised his head back up, but quickly glanced away and cleared his throat. "You should...you should stay." • Spin-off from 'Familiar'

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