At twenty-six, Brielle Naomi Brooks is known throughout the city as the perfect pastor's wife-elegant, faithful, and devoted to the church her husband built from the ground up. But perfection is a fragile thing. She spent her entire life dressed in white, living by rules written by others. Then she met him-a man stained in crimson. Blood. Violence. Sin. The deeper she fell for him, the more she realized she was becoming crimson.

"I made the decision to cheat on my wife because I liked the way you made me feel vulnerable and comfortable enough to open up to you the night before it happened. I ain't never did shit like that before and that's what made it easy for me to choose to risk everything I got for you." "That shit probably not a big deal to you but a nigga like me ain't never opened up to nobody but my best friend-and still..that's rare. I hate even talking about her with you but I don't even feel comfortable talking to Ariana about my feelings 'cause I know she gon' judge me. You don't make me feel like that."

" i knew i should've left your old ass alone "

YOUR NOT GOING NO MOTHERFUCKING WHERE!" he said to her while getting in her face harshly though gritted teeth as her eyes started to burn from the forming tears "YOU GONE DIE WITH ME, get use to this shit" he said as he back up staring at her with a hard stare mushing her head aggressively she was tired of him putting his hand on her over and over .