"You trust me?" he asked, eyes turning soft once they made contact. "Maj, I-I-" "I said do you trust me, Lucky?" he repeated, voice hard. "...yes," she breathed out, and his next words came without hesitation, sending a chill down her spine. "Then shoot."

Lucas has a bad ass temper, he doesn't give no fucks about no bitches he just a hustler. Bree on the other is the good girl she's a big girl but that doesn't stop her from being beautiful. She ain't looking for no nigga she concentrated on her business But what happens when they bump heads?