killa

They called him crazy.
They called him unstable.
They called him dangerous.

Kairo Carter learned early that the world only respects what it fears. By fifteen, he was already fighting voices no one else could hear. By eighteen, they weren't just calling him Killa
they were trying to own him.

But Killa was never just a street name.

It was survival.
It was control.
It was the part of him that refused to break.

When Saige Monroe steps into his life, she doesn't see a monster. She sees a boy who was forced to grow up too fast. And for the first time, Kairo stops splitting himself in half.

But power doesn't like losing control.

And when the people who built their empire on fear realize Killa doesn't belong to them anymore ,
pressure turns into war.

This isn't a love story about saving him.
It's a story about him saving himself.

They tried to own his name.
He owned himself instead.