Thing is, at one point in my life, I started asking myself why in the hell my mom would name me Cahira. Definition: Warrior. See, it's like this. One night at the club, I hit the lotto. I met Kody Prince, he wanted me. We hit it off. I hit the jackpot because dude was loaded-with money and every other evil things there was. Think you know what I mean? You don't. Then there was Malachi, my childhood best friend, around to remind me of what coulda, woulda, shoulda been. He makes it clear that he wants me. And I want him. Sounds easy enough, right? Except, when you hit the lotto by copping a Prince, he doesn't let you go just like that. Rating: Mature (Some countenances and aspects of this story may be sensitive for some readers)
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