WE'VE ALL GOT SECRETS. WHAT'S YOURS? Chasity Simmons is known for being sharp, composed, and by the book. As a defense attorney, she keeps her distance-never getting too involved, never letting the lines blur. But this case is different. Something about it hits too close to home. And the deeper she gets, the harder it is to keep her image intact. Because Chasity isn't just hiding the truth about the case ... She's hiding the truth about herself.

"I know ma. Stop fronting. Tell me you miss me." He kissed her in between his words, in love with the way her brown eyes dazed. "I miss you. And your mouth tastes like pickles." She spoke softly, a smile taking over her face once he laughed. "You wanna taste it again?" He stuck his tongue out at her, and she closed her eyes after sucking it into her mouth. She cradled the side of his face, rubbing over his prominent jawline as the kiss deepened. Dayvon's hands went underneath her tank top, breaking the kiss for a moment to get it off. The way he rubbed on her body made her moan again, missing the feeling of his hands on her skin. He hadn't touched her intimately in so long. She'd missed him.

"You know how special you gotta be to change a nigga like me? Huh?" He tilted her head back to make her look at him, and a faint smile grew on her face as he wiped her cheeks. "My own grandparents couldn't do it for me and I loved them more than anything. You the one for me ma. That's why I ain't told you everything yet 'cause I don't wanna run you away. I need you." He laid his forehead against hers, gently kissing her lips. "Nobody will ever believe that King Von from O Block be crying to me like this." She smiled as she gazed into his red eyes, and he chuckled, nodding in agreement. "I ain't King Von wit' you. Just love." He kissed her cheek next, and her smile grew as her arms tightened around him for a warm hug.

Part 2 of Extravagant

He was obsessed with her... He needed to have her

"There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in my heart." - Mahatma Gandhi Revamped: 4/8/23

Just find out

"He killin for this p****"

Atlanta is the black Hollywood. If you want to make it as black person it's a perfect way to connect with likeminded folks and build your brand. Or at least that's what Kehlani Taylor thought when she booked her ticket to go. She had no way of knowing that her simple life would become every but simple. In her mind anywhere outside of Ohio was a leg up. What happens when this young nail tech touches down in the A? Y'all this book a little crazy so be ready before you read it. Also 18+

we been thru too much shit we can't give up. - King Von.