Til' death do us part; for better or for worse Cover by @K4SHMAYY

"I give what I receive, lately, I ain't been feelin' loved at all." - Hunxho Jamouri was never built to save anybody. He's stuck between a past that won't let go and a future that don't know the truth yet. A baby mama who knows his worst habits, his soft spots, and exactly how to pull them. A new woman who feels like peace - until she starts asking the wrong questions. Sa'Raina comes with history. Blood ties. A daughter he barely sees and a bond that never really broke, just turned bitter. Sy'ani is temptation wrapped in calm - fine, quiet, and way more aware than she lets on. This isn't love. It's ego, lust, control - a messy, unspoken arrangement built on late nights, half-truths, and blurred lines nobody wants to claim. Everybody wants something. Nobody's telling the whole truth. This ain't a fairytale. This that hood reality - where sex is loud, secrets are louder, and somebody always pays when a man thinks he can have it all.