Mafia Princess Ariana, who is an assassin, also known as the famous Black Hand. What happens when she crosses path with world's deadly man, when unexpected secrets are revealed to her? When she finds out that someone own's her already, that her soul is sold to a very deadly man, named Di Giovanni. RR Creations ❤️

just read it's a long story on how they met....

K'Ari is forced to move back to New York with her grandma after being kicked out by her mother and step father. She soon meets her neighbor, Dave.

Book 4 to the Thugged Out Series. Check out 1-3 Remember THIS SHIT IS FREE so keep your negative comments to yourself or simply don't read 😘 Thanks to those who've been along the ride since day 1.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬"

Before the crowds screamed his name, before the league talks and the magazine covers, he met her. Calista Marchand. Not the kind of girl you run game on. She was sharp where it counted, soft only when she wanted to be. Real Brooklyn - pretty in the face, slick with the mouth, and solid with her hands if you stepped wrong. She kept her circle small, her loyalty tighter. The kind of woman who knew how to turn silence into safety and side-eyes into shut-ups. Men feared her. Girls tried to be her. She didn't chase, didn't fold, didn't need nobody. Until Ibrahim Montaigne walked into her life like he had all the time in the world. He didn't come with sweet nothings or flashy promises - just steady presence. Intent in his eyes, patience in his chest, and something rare behind the way he looked at her. Like he saw through the polish and the fire, like he knew the woman behind the defense. He didn't try to tame her. He studied her. Let her be exactly who she was. The shift was slow. She still fought when needed, still had a rep in the streets and in the salon chair. But somewhere between nursing exams and late-night block parties, she started saving parts of herself just for him. The quiet parts. The delicate ones. The ones nobody else got close to. And when she crossed that graduation stage, RN-BSN stitched behind her name and her grandmother crying in the crowd - he bragged harder than anyone. Didn't care who was listening. Forget MVP, forget the championship rings. She was the win. She was the headline. The girl from Brooklyn with spitfire in her lungs, gold in her smile, and a softness only he ever got to see. This isn't a story about being chosen. It's about choosing each other. No fairytales. Just Brooklyn grit and a love that never let go.

A girl running from her past hoping her new life will fix her old scars. It's a big responsibility dating me. Because I come with a little bit of baggage, you know? - Demi Lovato

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