She knew what it was the moment her phone lit up. "Private room? I miss you." Tonight? Ain't no such thing as innocent when you playin' with fire. Kehlani, a bad lil' bottle girl turned Instagram baddie, got a man at home-but that ain't stop her from creepin' behind red velvet curtains with Rome, a hood legend known for money, mystery, and makin' women forget who they came with. In the shadows of Atlanta's elite lounges, everything look sweet-champagne flowin', lace bodysuits, and red lights-but behind closed doors, secrets get spilled like Henny, and some don't walk out alive. When a private message turns into a deadly rendezvous, Kehlani finds herself trapped in a game of lust, lies, and loyalty. Somebody watching. Somebody plotting. And when love and power mix in the dark... Somebody not makin' it out that private room. Get ready for a raw, twisted ride where love ain't loyal and the streets always collect what they're owed. Welcome to the Private Room. No phones. No witnesses. No mercy.
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