Bailey Rogers has been sheltered her entire life. With the lifestyle her father lived in the streets, it was crucial that he kept her hidden from the world. Bailey rarely left their gated estate. With a full staff that consisted of a nanny, chef, housekeeper, butler and tutor, Bailey was well taken care of until she became a teenager and was sent to the UK for boarding school. Ronald Rogers did everything in his power to protect his only child. He had the funds to give her the best and that's exactly what he did. What he didn't prepare for was being indicted by the FBI on kingpin charges. His accounts were immediately frozen, leaving his daughter out on her own. Ronald found himself doing something he never imagined doing, and that's making a deal with his best friend turned enemy, Frank Price, to ensure that his daughter isn't left out to dry. Jerrell Price has been preparing for the day he will take over his father's empire. His father, Frank, began teaching him the in and outs of the game the day he turned ten. To Jerrell, there is no one more powerful and more respected than his father. He holds his father's word as law, so when his father presented him with his plan to seal a deal with Ronald Rogers he knew not to question it. Jerrell will do anything to make his father proud, and that includes agreeing to marry a girl he doesn't know in order to expand his father's empire.

The Jones had it all until one mistake caused them to lose everything. Living in and out of their cars, they do everything in their power to make it back to the top. A classic story of rags to riches, a re-come up. Cover made by: @lisha-stories

~Till Truth Do Us Part~ life hack: Never let your best friend spike you're drink. Never drink and fight (a security guard). Never agree to marry someone when you're drunk. ♠️♠️♠️ "You broke her William, what did you think was gonna happen? You pushed and pulled and kept playing games with her. You turned her life into a whole lying game when you had all the cards in your hand. Now look at where we are, look at the mess that you've made." ~~~~ Winner of 2019 BWWM Awards Fan Voting Contest + 3rd Place for BWWM Awards @BWWMAwards

"Looking through my soul, Not my eyes. Vibration draws, Patterns to your light. Your energy collides, It speaks to mine. Beautiful whispers, Colours intertwine." - Unknown

*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.