In a luxury hotel where image is everything and power sits behind every closed door, Dior Whitmore moves like he owns the place. Careless, untouchable, and always one step ahead of consequence. Born into wealth but controlled by expectation, he spends his days avoiding responsibility, sneaking through secrets, and keeping his distance from anything that feels too real. But when a stranger bursts into his world, breathless and running from something unseen, that control starts to slip. What begins as a moment of hesitation turns into something far more dangerous as Dior is pulled into a situation that challenges everything he's been ignoring. His family, his freedom, and the way he's been choosing to live. In a place built on appearance, the truth doesn't stay hidden for long.

© 𝟹𝟾𝙱𝚅𝚁𝙱𝙸𝙴. 𝙱𝚇𝙱!! ❝𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃❞

Tay and Kentrell learning how to parent together and work on themself as their son Kylen goes through his trials and tribulations with Elijah growing up

"I love you" "You love me but you hiding me"

Lonely Adjective: Simply put to be alone For as long as Kentrell Gaulden can remember the theme in his life has always been lonely. There are three types of loneliness: Emotional Social Existential And at some point of another he's felt all three. Jumping from party to party, Thot to thot, Kush to Cognac... All in an effort to feel... less lonely. Eventually it turned him cold. Cold and resentful and quite a troll. All in a failed attempt to feel... less lonely.

"What do you miss most 'bout 'im?" The male pokes the fire with a stick before glancing across to the other male. Dayvon smiles, almost laughing even, as he tucks one of the dreads that fell out of his ponytail behind his ear. "Anythang." He nods slowly. "What about you?" Kentrell pushes his lips to one side as he ponders over the question with care. But it's hard becoming more and more difficult to miss Tyquian whilst longing for the male in front of him. Not sold on the title.

"Baby, I luh yo fine ass. Fo real.. and I'm so sorry I hurt you, gimme anothea chance and I promise 'll nevea do that shit again." The rapper mumbles solemnly, reaching his non-fractured arm out in an attempt to touch him. Rolling his hazel eyes with a bitter scoff, "On slime, do I look stupid or sum? Listen- and stop fuckin' tweakin'- 'm only hea until you get betta, iight? Dis ain't no second chance fa nunthang and you needa be worried bout tryna heal... not tryna get in dese Calvin Kleins. Besides.. dumbass! How many times I gotta say it? I already got a mans!"

In which Kentrell, a gangster, develops a crush on Dayvon, his nurse. Only Dayvon is happily married. Soon, all of Dayvon's rejections will cause Kentrell's feelings for him to blossom into something neither ever saw coming. (WIP)