"How did you get in here?" He asked. Chloe took a sip of her drink then said "Don't worry about that. It's funny how you see me now. You was looking straight through me at the earlier." Prince sat his keys on the table. He was dressed in a long sleeve white Polo shirt , skinny jeans , and white Polo boots. His dreads were neatly twisted and in a bun at the top of his head. Fine ass nigga. "I know you're upset. Just let me explain." He bargained. Chloe threw the liquor then watched him dodge the bottle by an inch. It hit the wall shattering on impact. "You tried me!" She yelled. Prince looked at the liquor going down the wall then back at her. "It wasn't like that Thugga." He tried to reason. This nigga had some nerve to call her that name. He embarrassed her. What happens when a thug like Prince lets his heart get in the way of what he knows? What happens When Chloe gets pulled into his world blindly with just her heart to follow? Read for more...
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