She goes by Persuasion. That's the name men know. The name that pays the bills. The name that keeps a roof over her and her little sister's head. But her real name is Harmony Lockett. And nobody knows her. Not the men who touch her. Not the world that judges her. Not even the people who think they've seen it all. Because Harmony learned a long time ago that survival doesn't come with choices. It comes with sacrifices. Late nights. Locked doors. Money that never feels clean. And secrets she swore would never follow her home. Until him. When Harmony meets Chris, she isn't Persuasion. She isn't performing. She isn't pretending. For the first time in a long time, she feels... normal. Seen. And that terrifies her more than anything. Because the life she lives is not one you walk away from. And the truth has a way of coming out. When it does, everything falls apart. Trust is broken. Hearts are tested. And the one person she tried to protect the most might be the one who sees her for what she really is. Now Harmony has to decide. Keep surviving the life that's kept her afloat Or risk everything for a love that was never meant for her. Because some things can be bought. But her heart was never for sale.

CHRIS BOWN & LAUREN LONDON (Fan fiction) Some love stories aren't about what you gain. They're about what it cost you to survive.

If you play with fire, you will get burnt... When the past meets the present for a second time all the madness with Chris, Jhene, and Jennifer comes to a peak. Everyone's fighting dirty for what it is that they truly want and they're all willing to destroy their enemy or go down in flames to get it. This is the ORIGINAL writer and the original page for this story, any versions of Playing With Fire that have been previously uploaded to Wattpad have been done prior me being on the platform.

He's the superstar the whole world wants. I'm the girl no one expected. When Chris Brown looked at me, it wasn't the stage lights that made me glow, it was him. One smile, one touch, and suddenly I was pulled into a world of fame, flashing cameras, and headlines I never asked for. Dating a celebrity? That's the dream. Being his wife? That's the fantasy. But living in his spotlight... that's the battle. From jealous fans to messy dancers, from private jet proposals to rumors that could ruin us. I had to learn fast that love with a legend comes with a price. But behind the chaos, behind the fame, behind the scandals... there's just us. And he'll do anything to remind me why they call me Mrs. Brown.

He loved her recklessly and unfinished. Like a man who knew he was broken but still reached anyway. She loved him quietly. Like loving him too loudly would be the very thing that killed them both.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ⌖ 𝙨𝙖𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙚 𝙭 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣. ❦ | 𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 . ᶜʰʳⁱᵃᵐᵒⁿᵗᵉ ʳᵉᵃˡ ᵍʰᵉᵗᵗᵒ Five years ago, Iris walked away from the wreckage with blood on her hands & survival on her mind. Loving Jasiah had been like standing too close to a fire-warm at first, until the flames started to reach for her throat. When the law finally took him, she mourned him like someone dead, convinced that whatever they once shared was too dangerous to ever be resurrected. To save herself, she didn't just leave him behind-she buried the love entirely, believing some things had to be killed before they killed you. In the years that followed, Iris rebuilt. She built a life that was quiet, more structured, & way more safe with her husband & two growing children. A life where Jasiah Syncere Brown existed only in court records & steel bars. Prison was supposed to be a long sentence, guaranteed that the past would stay where it belonged. But the past didn't stay buried. Jasiah returned home years earlier than anyone expected, his arrival shattering the order Iris painstakingly built. But he didn't come back kind-he came back ruthless, upending everything in his path. Old wounds ripped open, & the man she once loved, the man she hated, the man she never truly escaped, was suddenly real again, standing back in the same city, back breathing the same air.

It's wrong, but it's right and I love it.