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WARNING ⚠️ THE STORY CONTAINS:

Racism

Vulgar language

Racial slurs

Murder

Selling and Usage of illegal drugs and weapons

Abuse

Stalking

MDNI (will be blocked)

CHARACTER BIO:

Kim Ho-Yeon AKA Isis

Age: 17

Race: Korean/African American

Nationality: American

Kim Kai

Age: 21

Race: Korean/African American

Nationality: American

Troy Pierre Johnson AKA T-Ball

Age: 31

Race: Haitian

Nationality: American

Marcus Deville

Age: 38

Race: Haitian

Nationality: American

Ezell Capris AKA Crusher

Age: 28

Race: African American

Nationality: American

Song Mingi

Age: 20

Race: Asian

Nationality: Korean

I never wanted this.

Boots pounding against the cracked pavement, sweat stinging my eyes, breath ragged in my throat. The neon lights of Bourbon Street faded behind me, replaced by the suffocating darkness of New Orleans' forgotten alleys. I clutched the money and drugs tightly in my trembling hands, my knuckles white, the illicit gains of another midnight deal gone wrong. Sirens screamed in the distance, getting closer, louder. My heart raced, my blood pounded, my mind raced with fractured thoughts.

How did I get here? How did my world spiral into this pit of despair?

"Ayo Isis, you got a deal tonight," Troy had told me earlier outside the school, sliding a bundle of cash and a package of dope across the hood of the car. His eyes held that predatory glint, a look of hunger and power masked by false camaraderie. "Midnight, same spot. Don't be late."

I wasn't late. I was never late. Not to the deals that ensured some semblance of survival. The cracked facade of life I barely clung to depended on these dangerous exchanges. I'd met Marcus just under the flickering streetlight, the old wrought-iron fence of St. Louis Cemetery No. 1 looming behind us like grim sentinels.

"You got the stuff?" Marcus had asked, voice trembling despite the bravado etched into his thin, haggard face.

Something was off. He was never nervous about a deal. Was he tweakin or feenin? Shit Ion know but imma need this shit to be quick.

"Right here," I replied, still looking at him skeptical, producing the crumpled bag from my jacket pocket. "You got the cash?"

He nodded, eyes darting around nervously. I noticed how his hands shook as he tried to count the money. That’s when the sirens split the night, the red and blue lights flooding the alley in an unholy glare.

“Mother fucka!” I murmured. My hand next to my Glock.

"Freeze! NOPD!" The shout echoed off the bricks, a command more final than any sentence.

Pandemonium.

Marcus had panicked, dropping the cash, his feet slipping on the damp, algae-coated alley stones. The cops were on him in a heartbeat.

"Don't move!" But Marcus moved. He reached inside his jacket—maybe reaching for another baggie, a desperate bluff, who knows? The shot rang out, louder than the blare of sirens. A burst of light, and he crumpled to the ground, blood pooling beneath him like a spreading inkblot. The warmth of his blood hitting my face.

For a moment, my world stood still. Marcus—another body fallen to the streets, another casualty of survival painted in blood. I ran. Don't look back, Isis.

Just run.

“FREEZE!”

The alleyways twisted and turned, a maze of filth and decay. The sirens clung to me like malevolent spirits. I could hear the radios crackle, disembodied voices barking commands and coordinates. The cemetery loomed ahead, its dilapidated gates inviting me into its embrace. Through the iron bars and into its shadowed sanctuary I flew, slipping into an old, musty mausoleum. The door groaned as I forced it shut, and I crouched in the dark, fighting to silence my gasps.

Minutes passed. Maybe hours. The sirens faded, and the night swallowed the sounds. Even the cops seemed to respect the cemetery’s morbid peace. Wasn’t tryna risk no evil spirits I guess.

I waited in that cold, narrow space, my senses tuned to every rustle, every whisper of the dead. When at last the silence confirmed my solitude, I crawled back out into the moonlit graveyard. Exhaustion overwhelmed me. I dropped to the ground, feeling the dirt and stones beneath my hands. Tears, bitter and hot, streamed down my face as I hugged my knees to my chest.

"I don't want this," I whispered, voice cracking. The words fell into the night like prayers to a god who had turned away long ago. "I don't want any of this."

But what did I want? Escape? Redemption? My mother always said I was the brightest and will be something.

Damn, I’m sure letting her down.

After a long walk back to my house in a rundown part of town, I finally reached the creaky, paint-chipped door that led to our sanctuary. Or, what passed for one these days. Pushing it open, I found my brothers and the gang sprawled on the ratty couch, the haze of kush smoke choking the cramped room.

Kai, my older brother, was the first to speak. “So, how was the deal?” His voice was calm, too calm for this line of questioning.

“A bust,” I replied, my voice hollow. “Marcus got capped.”

The air in the room seemed to thicken, silence swallowing the words. Their expressions hardened, eyes flickering with barely concealed fear and anger. Troy, NOLA’s biggest pusher, looked up, his jaw set.

“You still got the dope?” His question cut through the tension like a knife.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the baggie and crumpled money, tossing it onto the scarred coffee table. “Yeah, and Marcus’s money. Swiped it while he was getting blasted by the feds.”

A murmur ran through the room. Troy’s face twisted into a sneer. “Damn, Marcus. Shit!” I shouted, slamming my fist against the wooden doorframe. The pain was a minor spark in the inferno raging inside me.

“Fool, Marcus was a basehead and a snitch. Nobody knew about that deal but us. I bet his ass snitched,” Troy said, his eyes narrowing. “Nigga had it coming.”

My anger flared. “Marcus wouldn’t sell us out.”

Troy’s eyes bored into mine, unrelenting. “Then who did, Isis?”

I had no answer. I paced the room, frustration boiling over. “As long as we got the dope, we’re good. So chill bitch.” He took a puff of his blunt. “Why worry about Marcus’s dead ass? Another worthless nigga dead.”

But the weight of my earlier words, "I don't wanna do this shit anymore," hung in the air. Frustration coursed through me like a poison. “I’m tired of this, Troy. Every day I’m out here risking my life, and for what? We’re still in the same bullshit! This isn’t getting us anywhere!”

Troy stood up, slamming his fist into the wall beside my head. “Bitch you ain’t getting out until when I say you can. I took you and your brothers in after ya moms died. I say what it’s gonna be, aight?”

I shoved him back, fury overriding fear. “And one is dead! So clearly, the dope game ain’t it, Troy, nigga the rest of us still in the trenches while you out living the good life!”

I stormed out, slamming the door behind me, the sound echoing in the tight alleyways. Tears blurred my vision as I wandered the darkened streets, seeking solace in the shadows. My phone buzzed in my pocket, pulling me back to the here and now. It was a text from Kai: “Yo man you gotta chill. Troy only has your best interest.”

I snapped the phone shut, anger and helplessness intertwining. Deep in my heart, I knew he was wrong. Troy’s “interest” was a leash around our necks, tightening with each passing day.

“Nigga, Troy ain’t even got the best interest for his damn self. Ion know why you still believe his bullshit. We ain’t getting rich. We ain’t leaving the hood.”

Closing my phone, I just took a deep breath.

I continued to walk, the oppressive night swallowing me.

Gangbangers loitered on corners, bottles and burners in hand.

Homeless baseheads strung out on fent and rock, begging for money to get more dope.

Hoes on the corner selling pussy just to survive these trenches.

We all broken statues in the bleak cityscape.

“I gotta get out of this,” I whispered to myself, voicing the secret I had harbored for months. Memories of my mother, Kim Hanuel, flooded back.

Mom was a Korean immigrant, a resilient woman who fought tooth and nail to give us a chance. She raised three children on her own amidst the unforgiving ghettos of New Orleans, working endless hours cleaning offices and houses, always with a gentle but determined smile. Dad was a ghost, a deadbeat who ran with gangs, chasing dreams of a quick and dirty come-up only to vanish without a trace.

That deadbeat ass nigga. Knocking up my moms, a naive woman who wanted love in all the wrong places.

I imagined her despair if she could see us now—Kai deep in the game, Minho a casualty in a senseless drive-by, and me; a straight-A student and peak athlete and here I am, slangin and bangin.

Fucked up turn of events.

I look around and see the surroundings more. Shaking my head.

The ghetto.

Every tired step, every weary breath, reminded me of where I was born and raised, surrounded by shadows and despair. This life was a landscape of crumbling buildings, flickering streetlights, and alleyways littered with forgotten souls.

I walked forward, hyper-aware of my surroundings yet lost in my thoughts. Top of my class in high school, an exceptional athlete with dreams once so bright, now tarnished by nights like this, running from the law, clinging to survival. At seventeen, I found myself risking everything, bound to a gang I never chose but was forced into. My mother hadn’t died for this; her sacrifices were not meant to be repaid in blood and betrayal.

Passing through the maze of tombstones, I found myself at the Lafayette Cemetery, an abandoned part where the forgotten were laid to rest. Onto the cold stone of a nameless tomb, I lowered myself, fatigue settling deep in my bones.

“Sorry, I hope you don’t mind me sitting here,” I whispered to the silent grave. “I promise I’ll be respectful.”

I let my head fall into my hands, the weight of everything crashing down on me. The memories played in my mind like a cursed film reel. Twelve years old, timid but desperate, selling my first dime bag to a shady man who smirked at my fear. By fourteen, hardened by necessity, I was pulling triggers in drive-bys I had no choice but to participate in. Killing 2 rival gang members in the process.

Tears streamed down my face, hot and salty, falling into the earth below me. I sobbed, an animalistic release of years of pain and hopelessness.

Finally, when my tears dried up, leaving only a dull ache in their wake, I stood and wandered deeper into the cemetery. As I moved quietly through the darkness, voices reached my ears, sharp and urgent. I ducked behind a statue, straining to hear. They were speaking Korean. My heart skipped a beat, the familiar cadence of my mother’s tongue pulling me back to her memory.

“Sir, we know Troy Johnson is in this city,” one of the men said.

My eyes widened.

“Good, we should ask some locals. He does owe us a lot of money,” another voice replied.

I held my breath, listening intently.

“Find him and finish him off. He has scammed us long enough.”

The blood drained from my face. These men were serious and they were coming for Troy. Without another thought, I broke into a run, sprinting back through the cemetery, out into the streets, and towards home. Panic fueled my steps, the dark cityscape blurring around me as I flew past graffiti-stained walls, darting through alleys and across deserted roadways.

I burst through the door of our house, out of breath, eyes wild. The room fell silent as everyone looked up.

“Where’s Troy?” I demanded, my voice tinged with both fear and resolve.

Kai, leaning against the wall with a cigarette, flicked ashes into a dirty tray. “What’s going on, Ho-Yeon?” he asked, using my birth name, a sign he knew this was serious.

“I need to know where he is, Kai. Now!” My eyes locked onto his, burning with urgency.

“He went to see Danny about an hour ago,” Kai said, concern creasing his brow. “Da fuck goin on?”

“Korean m’fuckas are after him. Saying Troy scammed them.”

The color from Kai’s face flushed. “Koreans? Where you see them?”

“Lafayette.”

“Did they see you?”

I shook my head.

“You sure they Korean?”

“I’m positive. They were speaking Korean—Mom’s dialect, I heard and understood everything.” I could see the fear creeping into his stoic mask. “We need to find him. Now.”

Kai bit his nail, “Kai, who are they?” I asked in panic trying to call Troy.

*The number you reached is unavailable, please call again later.*

Kai remained silent.

I looked at him, confused. “Kai! WHO ARE THEY?!”

“I don’t know! We need to find his dumbass!”

Kai’s face hardened, and he started dialing Troy’s number. Voicemail. Again and again. I did the same, praying to hear his voice. Nothing.

“Call Danny,” Kai ordered. But even Danny’s phone kept going to voicemail.

Kai turned to the others in the room. “Start calling everyone. Now.”

The first to answer was Crusher, an OG who commanded respect just by entering the room. “‘Sup, why y’all m’fuckas blowin’ up my phone?”

“Some Korean folk looking to take out Troy,” Kai said, voice tight with urgency.

“Maaaan, what!? Hell nah cuh, Where he at?” Crusher’s deep husky voice lost its usual coolness, replaced by a sharp edge.

“He’s with Danny, but Danny ain’t answering either!” I cut in, panic surging.

Crusher sounded nervous, something I’d never heard before. “Shit, They prolly at She She’s. We on it.”

Kai nodded, then turned to me. “Crush, get errbody. Meet us at She She’s,” he said.

I raced upstairs, grabbing my uzis and strapping them to my waist. Tearing apart my closet I pulled out a shotgun. I was preparing for war because, at this rate, that’s exactly what it was.

A war I didn’t want to be in, but fuck it, if Troy dies, we all die.

Downstairs, I grabbed my helmet and the keys to my Kawasaki Ninja—a gift from Kai when I made the track team. “Kai, take them and head to the club. I’m right behind.”

He nodded, grim but resolute. The men in the house were a small army, ready for anything. And they had to be.

The bike roared to life, vibrating beneath me as I tore through the streets, the gritty city blurring around me. My heart pounded as I navigated the familiar paths, dodging cars and pedestrians, racing toward She She’s.

The strip club was located on the outskirts of the city limits.

A desolate area with a massive booty club on a dirt and gravel road.

I arrived to see Troy’s G-Wagon parked outside. Crusher was right, he was here. Music thumped from inside the club, a pounding rhythm that matched my racing heart. I couldn’t get in—underage—but I patrolled the perimeter, scanning for any sign of danger.

Moments later, twenty cars rolled up, Crusher and the rest of the crew spilling out like an unstoppable force. I sprinted to Crusher, my boots crunching on the gravel.

“So who we lookin’ for?” he asked, his imposing figure dwarfing mine.

“I couldn’t make out faces, but they’re dressed in suits and they’re Korean.”

“Mmm. Aight, good enough. AYO, listen up!” Crusher's voice boomed. “We lookin’ for some chink mu’fuckas. Y’all know what to do. They roll up, blast them fools!”

I nodded and ran around back to make sure the Koreans wouldn’t infiltrate the back.

Making my way around to the back of the club, I crouched behind a rusted dumpster, eyes scanning the alley for any sign of the Koreans. The distant mumble of my gang’s voices drifted through the deep night, almost comforting. I allowed myself a moment to catch my breath.

Then it all happened so fast.

The sound of cars zooming into the pavement, the sound of doors slamming and the Korean language.

My heart dropped.

The air around me exploded with a symphony of chaos—shouts, screams, and the deafening barrage of gunfire. It echoed through the narrow alley like a war zone. My heart leaped to my throat as I bolted toward the front, instincts taking over.

My hand on one of the uzis, ready to battle. Rounding the corner, I collided with Kai. His eyes widened in horror as he reached out to steady me, thrusting a set of keys and a crumpled sheet of paper into my hand.

“Go to this address, NOW!” he shouted over the cacophony.

“Kai, what is this?!” I yelled back, adrenaline spiking through me.

His face was a mask of urgency, lines etched deep from worry. “I’ll explain it all later, just go! I ain’t losing another sibling.” He glanced over his shoulder where Benzes, BMWs, and Hummers swarmed the street, Korean men in suits exchanging gunfire with our gang. I peeked, my breath catching as I took in the full scope of the chaos—a war zone right in the desolate bayou.

“Kai... come back in one piece,” I said, voice breaking, wrapping him in a quick hug.

“I will. Now go!” he urged, pushing me away and into motion.

My legs propelled me back through the alley, towards the now dirt-encrusted bike parked behind the club. The engine roared to life, a welcome sound amidst the madness.

I sped off passing the battle before me, I saw men I grew to love as brothers lying lifeless on the ground. I see Kai and Crusher reloading guns and firing. Tears began to weld in my eyes. Before I could get away;

It was all in slow motion…

As I began to tear down the street, I caught sight of a tall, young blonde Korean man standing at the edge of the fray. His eyes locked onto mine, a cold, calculating gaze that followed me until I was out of sight. Who was he?

I raced through the city, the landscape blurring past me as thoughts buzzed in my head. What was this address? Why had Kai sent me here? The GPS guided me to Algiers Point, guiding me to a neighborhood that felt worlds away from the grimy streets of my reality. I pulled up to a large, well-kept house with neatly trimmed hedges and a spacious porch. This couldn’t be right.

Doubt gnawed at me, but I dismounted the bike, climbing the few steps to the front door. The keys fit perfectly, and the door swung open to reveal a beautifully furnished home. The inside was modern and tasteful, with dark wood floors and high ceilings. My footsteps echoed in the eerie silence, a stark contrast to the bedlam from which I had just fled.

Photos lined the mantelpiece over a fireplace. I stared, recognizing faces. My family. Our chaotic, battered, endearing family, immortalized in frames that seemed out of place here.

“Whose house is this?” I whispered aloud, a sense of unreality creeping over me.

As I wandered deeper into the house, my fingers grazed the photographs lining the walls. Mom, Minho, Kai and I; our whole family at a long-forgotten barbecue, candid shots of laughter and love. Tears pricked my eyes. This didn’t make sense.

Curiosity drove me up the staircase, each step. Photos of our family members lined the walls. Photos of my grandparents and baby photos of my siblings and I, neatly displayed along the white walls.

I went into a bedroom. The room was simple but nice. I sat on the bed. Looking over I seen a letter:

**"Ho-Yeon aka Isis,"** it began. The handwriting was unmistakably Kai’s, familiar and raw.

---

**"For a while now, prolly 6 years or so, I had this house. Mom left it for us. It was our 'we made it out the hood' gift. Right before she was killed, she gave me the key and told me to get you after school to surprise you. But fuck all the past and sad shit. If you're reading this, it means I ain’t make it out the gutter and I’m prolly shot up and chillin' in a freezer at the morgue downtown."**

Tears streamed down my cheeks, my breath catching in my throat.

**"You ain’t like the rest of these niggas or me. You got something to live for. You’re smart, beautiful and talented. I’m sorry I dragged you into this shit in the first place. Finish high school, go to college, find a nice career and stay the hell away from the hood. I know Troy got eyes all over this m’fucka but I ain’t letting Troy fuck yo life up anymore. I got plans for that nigga if I do make it. I can’t say too much but that nigga a traitor. Anyways I love you...

—Kai"**

I clutched the letter to my chest, the paper crumpling in my trembling hands. The words sank deep into my heart, carving out an emptiness I didn’t think I could feel anymore. I whispered, "Lord, if you’re real, please protect Kai."

Exhausted, my body gave in, and I slumped onto the bed, drifting into a restless sleep filled with shadows and uncertainty.

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Morning came too soon, the alarm blaring me back to reality. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft golden hues across the room. I looked at my phone; there were texts from Troy, causing my heart to seize with dread. I opened them, **"Meet up at the spot after school."**

I rolled my eyes but couldn't ignore the gnawing anxiety that followed. Heart hammering, I dialed Kai's number. One ring, two rings—it felt like an eternity.

**"H-hello?"**

Relief washed over me. "You're okay," I breathed.

**“Yeah, I'm good. Aye, look, I’ll call you later, okay? Go to school. You got clothes in the closet."**

"Kai," I hesitated, my voice barely above a whisper, "thank you."

**"I love you, Ho-Yeon. I told you, I'll never let you down."** he said in Korean.

He hung up, leaving me clutching the phone to my chest. I needed that shower more than ever, washing away the grime of the previous night—water mingling with tears as the blonde man's face continued to haunt me. His cold dark eyes staring into my soul. My body shuttered.

---

Driving to school felt surreal. I parked, and as I walked in, the murmurs and whispers among the students surrounded me.

"Yo Isis! Did you hear about that wild ass shooting at She She’s last night? Looks like T-Ball’s gang got blasted by some mafia fools," James called out.

“Really? Damn,” I played it off, trying to mask the turmoil boiling inside me.

"T-Ball made it out,” his voice trailed off I could see in his eyes he was thinking of something else, “but..”

“But?” I repeated.

“Crusher ain’t make it.”

My world shattered. Crusher was the unconventional father figure I had. He made sure me and the brothers was good. Yeah he was a killer and a pusher but he loved us as if we were his own.

I bit my lip, trying not to cry.

James continued, “they said they finna hold a service for him next Saturday. You goin?”

I nodded. “Yeah, aye, imma get to class.”

Crusher. Damn… Troy gotta pay for this shit.

Sitting in class, my usual focus drowned in an ocean of fear and uncertainty, I stared blankly at the pages of my textbook. Words floated in front of my eyes, meaningless, as my mind spiraled back to last night. Thoughts of Crusher, Troy, and the violence that seemed to cling to me like a second skin kept replaying in my head. Who else had to die for Troy’s nonsense?

The bell rang, pulling me into the present, and I winced. Lunch was over and I had kept myself distant, avoiding the usual chatter and laughter of my classmates. It was time for Advanced English, a class I usually loved, but today I doubted I’d absorb a thing. My thoughts were scattered like leaves in the wind.

As I walked into the classroom, I chose a seat by the window. Maybe the view would distract me from the relentless storm brewing inside my mind. But what I saw outside only invited a new kind of anxiety.

Parked just outside the fence of the school was the same black Mercedes Benz from last night. My heart dropped into my stomach. The Korean mafia. I lay my head down on the desk, peeking through the window, hoping I was wrong, hoping I was imagining things.

The tall blonde man stepped out of the car, scanning the schoolyard with cold, calculating eyes. I recognized him immediately. He looked up at the building, and I prayed he wouldn’t see me. For what felt like an eternity, he stood there, his gaze sweeping across the windows. My breath hitched, my body shaking with fear like never before. Yet, by some miracle, he didn’t notice me. He got back into the car and drove off.

For the first time in a long time, I felt genuine, paralyzing fear. They’re after me.

With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and texted Kai.

“Kai, those Korean mafia men are outside the school.”

Not even seconds later, he texted back, “WHAT?! Are you sure?”

“It was the tall blonde.”

“Fuck, I’ll let Troy know. Don’t leave the building until I say so.”

“👍” I texted back.

Two more hours of school. Then I had track practice. Just get through the day, I told myself. Just get through it.

After school, I headed to the track coach’s office, hoping to excuse myself from practice.

“Heeey Mr. Kennedy, I’m not feeling too well, I can’t do practice today. Is it cool if I miss out?” I tried to keep my voice steady, casual.

Mr. Kennedy looked up at me, his eyes skeptical. “Now why should I believe that? You look fine.”

“I–I got a real bad stomach ache. Please?” I pleaded, my fear bubbling just beneath the surface.

He wasn’t buying it. “You must think I’m boo-boo the fool? Go get ready for practice.”

My heart sank. I couldn’t afford to be on that track, out in the open. “Mr. Kennedy, please, it’s really bad. I promise I’ll make up for it next time.”

He leaned back in his chair, studying me. “You’ve never missed a practice without a good reason, Kim. What’s really going on?”

The room felt smaller, the walls closing in as I struggled to keep my composure. How could I explain without giving away too much? “I just… I don’t feel safe today.” It was the closest to the truth I could get without spreading panic.

Mr. Kennedy’s expression softened a fraction. “Safe? Kim, if something’s going on, you need to let someone know. The school can help.”

I shook my head, feeling the weight of secrets and lies pressing down on me. “I can handle it, Mr. Kennedy.”

He sat on the edge of his desk. “Ho-Yeon. Now don’t think I don’t know about what you do.” I looked up at him. “Now I understand because I was in the same position as you as a youngin’, poppin fools and chasing a bag. But I know you, you ain’t like Kai or Minho. You got a good head on ya shoulder na’ girl. So what’s going on.”

I was hesitant, but I told him everything.

“Korean mafia? Whooo T-Ball fucked up big time.” He said rubbing his temples. “Always some dumb nigga who get a lil bit of money and then fuck up and make the worst kind of enemies.”

“So can I please miss today?”

“Yeah. You stay in the office and I’ll take you home.”

I got up and hugged him. “Thank you.”

Two hours went by. My anxiety through the roof. My phone blowing up nonstop.

Kai FaceTimed, “hello?”

“Hey, Troy said to stay low and go stay at Lisa’s house.” He turned to see if anyone was listening on, he quickly switched to Korean, “look, I called Lisa and she said she’ll cover for you. Troy don’t know about the house, so go there and lay low. I’ll be there when I can.”

I nodded, he hung up.

The sun began to set. My leg bouncing nonstop.

Mr. Kennedy came in. “Alright let’s go.”

Mr. Kennedy took me to my new home. “Damn I see trappin got you out huh?” He said looking at the window of my house. “Please don’t mention this home to anyone,” I begged.

“Of course,” he replied with a reassuring nod.

I got out of the car and ran inside, locking all the doors and closing the windows. Fear and anxiety coursed through my body, making my hands shake as I double-checked each lock. It wasn’t until I’d walked through every room that I allowed myself to relax, if only a little.

Each day was the same, run home, hide and wait for Kai. Kai never came. He could only message me. In this big house, what could have been moms, Minho, Kai and me… is just me. Lonely. As much as I’m glad I’m not selling and away from Troy, I miss the homies. This shit is depressing.

Another long ass day of school and practice. It was dark by the time I got in. Nerves been calm since I didn’t see or feel threatened anymore.

Thirsty, going into the spacious kitchen. I pulled a glass from the cabinet.

As I reached for a glass, a cool, gloved hand suddenly clamped over my mouth, and another hand gripped my body tightly. Panic set in as I struggled against the larger intruder, instinctively stomping on their foot and jabbing my elbow into their ribs. I broke free and ran for my bedroom, needing to grab my Glock.

Screaming help was useless. This house easily swallowed my screams and pleas. As I made it to my bedroom, my body froze.

I stood in front of the doorway, heart pounding. There he was, the blonde man was sitting on my bed, smiling. Dressed in a fitted black suit with a white button down shirt and loafers. He was imposing, with a presence that sucked the air out of the room.

“Annyeonghaseyo,” he said, his voice deep and husky, his eyes predatory and cold.

My body trembled. “A-annyeonghaseyo,” I stammered back, my voice barely audible.

He smiled wider. “I’m Song Mingi. And you must be one of Troy Johnson’s lapdogs.”

My eyes widened in fear as the realization of who he was set in. “L-look man, I just sell drugs that he gives me and—”

“Yes, the drugs he gives you belongs to me. You see, Mr. Johnson steals from me and makes beautiful girls like you sell for his own gain.” His thick Korean accent made each word slice through the air.

“I-I truly had no idea,” I pleaded, my voice choking on the lump of terror sitting in my throat.

He patted the bed beside him. “Come sit, no need to be scared of me. I’m not here to hurt you, unless you give me a reason to.” There was a dangerous glint in his eye that made the blood in my veins run cold.

I shook, rooted to the spot. “M-mmh, imma stand right here.” His eyes darkened, and his voice dropped an octave. “I do not like to ask twice. Sit.”

I nodded frantically and sat beside him, every instinct screaming at me to run, but my legs felt like they were made of lead.

“Good,” he said, his tone softer but no less menacing. “Now, let’s talk business.” He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a sleek silver knife, its blade reflecting the moonlight that filled the dark room.

“What—what do you want from me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“I need your help, Isis,or better yet, Kim Ho-Yeon” he said, twirling the knife between his fingers with practiced ease. “You have access to places and people I need information about, including Troy Johnson.”

“But why me?” I asked, tears welling in my eyes.

“Because you’re already in the game. And whether you like it or not, you’re valuable to me and I been watching you for a long time now,” he replied coolly. “Help me, and you might just walk away from this unscathed. And I’ll even make you an offer, you’ll be a rich woman.”

My heart pounded in my chest, the weight of his words pressing down on me. “What do you need me to do?”

He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. His hand on my thigh, “I need you to find out where Troy is hiding my product and who else he’s working with. You do that, and I’ll make sure Troy pays for what he’s done.”

Something in his tone promised violence, and the thought of being caught between two dangerous men made me feel sick. “And if I refuse?”

His smile returned, but it was colder than before. “Refusing would be very unwise.”

He sat up, “I’ll give you until tomorrow morning to think it over.” He walks out the bedroom door, “also, happy early birthday.”

“H-how did you kn-“

“I know everything about you.”

My mind running circles. Confused, scared, lost. My mind went to Kai.

“Wait, what about Kai?”

He turns, “Ah yes, your brother… all depends on him. He already is aware Troy is not to be trusted. Just he needs a little push, he’s brainwashed at the moment.”

“Song Mingi!” I called out.

“You can call me just Mingi, beautiful.”

I shuttered, “I- I mean how can I know for sure I’ll be safe if I turn against Troy.”

He smiles, he walks over to the bed. His large soft hand brushes my face. “You’ll see, as I said you have until tomorrow morning. Make the right choice.” His plump lips kissed my cheek. A soft gentle kiss and made my face turn red. He chuckled at my reaction. “Cute.”

Finally alone my mind is racing.

I had to choose between my life if I say no. Or betraying Troy and the rest of the gang. Either way it’s a death sentence. Was Mingi telling the truth. His body language tells me he was not lying.

But who knows.

I want out of this shit.

The next morning:

I woke up from a shitty slumber and saw my phone vibrating, the number was unknown, “hello?”

“Good morning my beautiful Ho-Yeon. Have we made a decision?”

I looked back at how Troy did us, had us in some ran down trap house, selling bricks for him and only giving us chump change in return while he drove off in a G-Wagon and had it all. How he left Minho to die on the streets, how Crusher died for his selfish gain. How all these street niggas bow down to him because he got it and they want what he has. The fantasy he painted for them. ‘Hood rich’… And then how moms died trying to protect us from him…

Nah, he gotta go.

Troy is the real enemy.

Troy is my enemy.

“I’m in.”

“I knew you’d make the right choice.”

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From Keith Lee causing chaos in Atlanta to a boat brawl, here's our list.

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As 2023 wraps up, it’s safe to say that it was full of unpredictable moments. From that notorious Montgomery boat brawl to Keith Lee vs. Atlanta, here are the most viral moments from the last year.

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That Infamous Boat Brawl

When a group of white men attacked a Montgomery Black riverboat co-captain for asking them to move their their boat, Black folks nearby ran to his defense. The result? One of the most viral and epic moments of 2023.

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Rihanna’s Pregnancy Reveal

Rihanna’s Super Bowl LVII Halftime Show was the most watched in the history of the event. She also revealed her baby bump on live television, much to the excitement of partner A$AP Rocky.

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The Idol’s Awfulness

No one has ever questioned The Weeknd’s vocal abilities, but his acting skills are unbelievably bad. HBO’s short-lived series “The Idol,” in which he starred, also showcased bad plot lines, bad dialogue, bad music—and just an overall ridiculously bad time.

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Anything Jada Pinkett Smith

Jada Pinkett Smith’s memoir, “Worthy,” was released this year and was even more salacious than anticipated. From detailing the night of “The Slap” to opening up about her entanglement with August Alsina, the book—and extensive press tour—made Jada the talk of 2023.

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Frank Ocean Flubs

Thousands of music fans braved the Coachella heat to see Frank Ocean—a renowned musical recluse—perform his hits. What they got was a bizarre and lackluster show as well as a cancelation of his performance for festival’s second weekend.

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Ice Spice’s SNL Fail

Ice Spice’s popularity skyrocketed in 2023, but her live performance skills still left much to be desired. Her appearance on Saturday Night Live received a slew of criticism about how the rapper needs more practice on the stage.

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Keith Lee’s Atlanta Chaos

When Keith Lee visited Atlanta to review several restaurants throughout the city, he called out its inconsistent dining restrictions and long wait times. He started an all out war online about the city’s food culture and doubled down on his stance. 

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Jimmy Butler’s Emo Moment

Jimmy Butler set the internet ablaze with his emo look during a Miami Heat media day. His ensemble included black nails, numerous face piercings and straightened hair. Good for you, Jimmy.

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Kelis and Bill Murray

Somehow, 2023 became the year that Kelis and Bill Murray were rumored to be dating. We just want to forget about it, to be honest.

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Cardi B’s Microphone Toss

When a fan threw a drink on Cardi B during an appearance in Las Vegas earlier this year, the emcee retaliated by throwing her microphone. The message: Don’t mess with a girl from the Bronx.

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The Renaissance Tour

All year, social media feeds were flooded with Beyoncé fans showing off what they wore to her Renaissance tour. Sis had one of the highest grossing tours of all time, released a film based on the shows and possibly saved the economy. Well done, Bey.

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Taraji Goes Rogue

During a press tour for her film “The Color Purple,” Taraji P. Henson opened up about her struggles in Hollywood as a Black actress. She discussed pay disparity and letting go of her team after they failed to capitalize on her success.

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Trina Weirdly Praises Bey

A clip resurfaced from an October interview with Trina, in which she called Beyonce the number one female rapper in the game when she does rhyme. Her baffling praise was questioned by internet users—especially Nicki Minaj fans—who didn’t understand why they omitted the “Pinkprint” rapper altogether.

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August Alsina thought Chris Rock's jokes against Jada Pinkett Smith were funny

If you don’t recall who August Alsina is, Chris Rock did a great job reminding everybody about Jada Pinkett-Smith’s ‘entanglement’. He described the uncomfortable situation that originated Will Smith’s reaction to a joke about his wife at the 2022 Academy Awards. At the end of that reaction was Chris Rock’s face. We waited for a long time so we could finally hear what Chris had to say in a whole…

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Kelvin Kay Unveils A Powerful Live Rendition Of Hit Song 'Black African Girl’ Kelvin Kay is excited to announce the release of his new live recorded song, ‘Black African Girl (Live)’. The song features a beautiful combination of piano and cello, accompanied by euphonious male vocals that will take listeners on a soulful journey. Kelvin Kay’s powerful heartfelt vocals combined with Gomezbeatx’s unique style of playing the piano create a beautiful and captivating melody that is sure to resonate with listeners. The rich and deep sound of the cello adds an extra layer of emotion to the song, making it a truly emotive experience. “I am thrilled to share this song with the world”, said Kelvin Kay. “It has been an honour to add my voice to those already championing the cause. Black women have historically been underrepresented and misrepresented in Western media. In recent years, there has been a growing movement among black women to challenge these norms and push for a more accurate and diverse portrayal of blackness in the media. This includes celebrating and showcasing various shades of blackness, natural hair textures and diverse body types, as well as highlighting the unique experiences and perspectives of black women. These efforts aim to combat harmful stereotypes and promote self-love and acceptance within the black community. I believe that it will connect with listeners on a deep emotional level and I can’t wait for people to hear it”. Black African Girl (Live) is now available on all streaming platforms here Singer and songwriter, Kelvin Kay is a Ghanaian artist born and raised in Accra, Ghana. Majoring in Afro-fusion and RnB, Kelvin Kay’s influences range across multiple genres from global artists like August Alsina, Sarkodie, John Legend, Wizkid and Chris Brown. Kelvin Kay is Inspired by his surroundings and personal life experiences which he pens into songs, often exploring the subjects of love, romance, life, and everything in between. His captivating voice, melodies and lyrics create a delightful cocktail of sounds that will take you on an unforgettable journey. Working tirelessly to hone his craft, he aims to be one of the biggest musical exports from Ghana and has a strong conviction that his debut EP “Bona Fide Lover” which will be released this year will catapult him onto that trajectory. For more information, please contact truuindenation@gmail.com

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Part 1 features Usher and Zayn, and was released as "Back to Sleep (Remix)" on Febru in addition to verses from Usher and Zayn, the remix also features a new verse from Brown where he mentions his ex-girlfriend Karrueche. Part 2 features Miguel, August Alsina, and Trey Songz, and was released as "Back to Sleep (Remix)" on April 8, while Part 3 was released on April 10 as "Back To Sleep (Legends Remix)", and features Tank, R. Intercut with performance clips where Brown sings the song in a club.Ĭhris Brown has released three remixes to the song. After Brown and his girlfriend get intimate, showing them kissing and touching on display in the shower and bedroom. The music video for "Back to Sleep" was directed by Brown. The video begins, after the conclusion of Brown's "Fine by Me" music video, and starts with Brown making a call to his girlfriend, insisting that he come over even though it’s late at night. On DecemBrown uploaded the music video for "Back to Sleep" on his YouTube and Vevo account. The video begins after the conclusion of Brown's "Fine By Me" music video. Let's not get emotional, let's be who we are. Baby, just lay there naked waiting for me. Baby, just stay comfortable, I want you as you are. Fuck you back to sleep, girl, and rock you back. It looks like Chris Brown is returning to the music after a few weeks of charting. I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl (Hold on tight to me, girl, ride) No, don't you talk. August Alsina, Miguel & Trey Songz & Jordan King. Premiered and was sent to radio as the album's third single and its first urban single on November 5, 2015, receiving its commercial release for digital download on November 9, 2015.īrown promoted the song with live performances on televised shows, including Jimmy Kimmel Live!, Taraji & Terrence's White Hot Holidays and the 3rd iHeartRadio Music Awards. Chris Brown Releases Star-Studded Remix Of Back To Sleep Feat. Get Mp3 New Chris Brown Back To Sleep Remix, Chris Brown ft. The song was written by Chris Brown, Anderson Hernandez, Matthew Samuels, Allen Ritter, and August Rigo, and was produced byVinylz, Boi-1da and Allen Ritter.

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But I got something I should say to you

Sometimes I'm in a different space

But that don't change the way I feel for you, I do

This may not be the best time

I got a lot going inside my mind

Don't think for a minute that I'm a fool

Don't know what I'll do if I lose you

[daddyavesxx]

Closer.

Pairings : Rook x Reader.

Warnings : Smut, Spanking, Rough Sex .. Etc. Need I really say more.

18+ ONLY.

Likes and Reblogs are much appreciated, kthnx :)

A/N : This is dedicated to the bestie boo ( insert devil emoji here lol )

The house was quiet as I stepped in. I know that Kells was out on a date with my bestfriend, Baze & Slim were out at a party and Rook was home waiting for me as I got out of work.

And I knew I was going to be in trouble as I was sending Rook naughty text messages every time I snuck off to the bathroom. But I couldn't help it. I had a hot man waiting for me at home. Just the thought of being alone with him made my panties soaked the entire time I was home. I was a throbbing soaked mess and I could practically feel Rooks thick cock inside of me.

I would tease him and prop my phone up onto the toiler paper holder to take pics of me holding handfuls of my tits. And each photo would get riskier to the point where I had sent him a video of my hands between my legs underneath my dress, pleasuring myself and whimpering to the thoughts of what were to come when I got to the EST Compound.

                 Daddy Rookie

( You're in fucking trouble. I didn't give you any permission to touch MY pussy. Hurry the fuck to the house so I could teach you a fucking lesson. I hope you didn’t make yourself cum, because if you did, it might be a while until I let you cum later. )

I lightly gasped when I read his text message and felt myself gush wetness into my panties. It was starting to get uncomfortable and I needed to rush and get home.

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 I walked into the house and the familiar sounds of my best friends Sex playlist that she let Rook listen to was playing throughout the house.

The sounds of my heels mixed with the music as I walked into the living room and spotted my delicious Daddy sitting slouched with his legs wide open and his head leaning back against the back of the couch deeply inhaling a drag from his blunt, which I could tell was from his strain of weed that he had just came out with.

The flood came back in my panties as I watched the dangerous yet fucking sexy look he was giving me. His hair was in a fucking man bun and his was in all black.

"Sex Therapy" by Robin Thicke played in the backroom and Rook held the smoke in his mouth as he reached over and dropped the ashes from his blunt.

 He leaned back, letting his head roll a little while blowing the smoke out and watching my every move as I stepped closer to him, dropping my purse to the ground and kicking my heels off.

"Come move that sexy ass on Daddy's lap," Rook said, patting his thigh with one hand. I shook my head no, smirking. His jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed at me. "I'm not fucking asking you. I am FUCKING TELLING you to," he growled.

I moved toward him, moving my hands up my body, listening to Robin Thicke singing.

I turned around, moving my body slowly in circles moving to the beat of the song.

The next song changed to August Alsina's "Porn Star" and I smirked to myself. My best friend was a freak. I definitely know she was fucking Kells to this song just the other day. Her yelling didn't go unnoticed.

My hands went on Rook's knees, dropping my ass to his lap, right where I felt his thick cock resting. I felt Rook lean forward a bit, pushing my skirt up and blowing his smoke onto my ass. I let out a moan and felt him smack my bare ass cheek harshly. My juices were coating the insides of my thighs. I dropped my ass down onto his lap as I sat up with my back to his chest, holding myself up with my hands still on his knees and started circling my ass onto his lap, feeling his dick get harder by the minute.

He leaned over, snubbing the rest of his blunt and leaning back to his position, letting me grind my hips to the song.

He let one hand slide up the inside of my thigh, groaning when we felt the insides coated. The groan in my ear had me grind down harder.

Rook let his tongue run up the side of my neck while he let his other hand rest on my hip as he moved my hips against him and he moved his own hips against mine. My breathing going heavy as I rolled my head to the side letting his thick tongue run up my neck and to my ear , sucking my earlobe into his mouth.

The other hand that was still between my legs finally went to where I needed him the most. His hand cupped my drenched cunt and I moaned out loud, my eyes rolling back as the heel of hand pushed into me.

"Please Daddy, I need you inside of me. I can't take it anymore," I said, half moaning and half whining.

I felt him smirk against the back of my neck and thrust up against me at the same time his fingers pressed to where he knew my drenched hole would be.

"I don't know baby. Paybacks a bitch. Do you deserve Daddy's cock?"

I nodded furiously.

"Get the fuck up," he demanded and I got up on shaky legs. I turned around, watching Rook as he started undoing the belt of his jeans and lifting his hips up as he pushed his jeans and boxers down, letting his hard, thick and long cock free. My mouth watered as it came into my view and it made me drop down to my knees. He didn't need to tell me anything but always seeing his dick made my mouth water.

Rook shook his head which made me pout like a little child.

"Take your clothes off."

Earned It by The Weeknd started to play and I felt like our timing was fucking correct.

I got up, smirking down at Rook as I started to move my body slowly and taking my clothes off slowly. His eyes were dark with lust and his lip was trapped between his teeth. He wrapped his hand around his cock, gripping it slightly and stroking it while watching me as I took my clothes off until I was fully naked.

Rook leaned forward, letting his free hand move to my thigh, bringing my body close to his. So close that I could feel his breath hitting my wet pussy which made me moan out.

He grabbed my thigh, bringing my leg over his shoulder, and let his other hand hold onto my other thigh to keep me balanced as he pushed his face between my legs, letting his tongue run between my drenched lips. I threw my head back, moaning out and bringing my hands to his head. I lightly growled, feeling his hair in a bun and I needed it out to grip that hair.  So I did just that, pulling the elastic out off his hair, to let his beautiful hair down. He looked up at me and narrowed his eyes, letting his hand swat my ass roughly. My body jolted and I moaned out loud and Rook held onto me so that I wouldn't lose my balance.

Rook brought his hands to my ass cheeks, pushing my pussy closer to his face as if he couldn't get close enough. His tongue went back to pushing between my lips, licking from the bottom to the top, sucking my clit into his mouth then sliding his tongue back down, pushing his tongue into my hole, letting it fuck me.

Rook was eating me out as if I was his last meal, and once he landed a smack on my ass I felt myself close to climaxing.

'Cause girl you're perfect,

You're always worth it.

And you deserve it.

The way you work it'

Daddy leaned back and let his head roll back as he watched me with hooded eyes and a slow lick to his lips, tasting me on them.

"Climb on, baby." He said huskily putting his hands behind his head. I nodded, moving over his lap, hovering over his dick as he held it in his hand. I brought my body down, taking him inside of my wet cunt and my eyes rolled back at the feel of his thickness stretching me out. I took every inch of him inside until he bottomed out and my ass sat on his thighs. My hands gripped the back of the couch and started moving slowly, enjoying the feel of him inside of me after a long fucking day. I slowly rode him, to the beat of the song.

Rook had put one hand on my hip, gripping it and moving his hips underneath me to the rhythm I was going in, and his other cupped my chin as he leaned forward and kissed me slowly, his tongue coming out and moving sensually against mine. He broke the kiss, kissing down my neck, running his tongue down until he reached my collarbone, sucking across it, and marking me while he went, making his way to my nipples, sucking them into his mouth. I moaned out, pushing my chest closer to his face, enjoying the sensations of his mouth, tongue and teeth on my nipples.

He brought his hands to my ass, gripping it tightly and getting up, making me wrap my legs around him. He kicked his pants off and away, earning a giggle from me and he grinned happily.

I loved when he controlled me but I also loved when he was care-free and smiling the way that his eyes got small and the corners crinkled.

'So I'ma care for you, you, you.

I'ma care for you, you, you, you yeah'

He walked us over to the pool table, laying me down on it.

I licked my lips, watching him as he looked down at me, grabbing my legs and putting them over his forearms.

"Bang me like your drum, daddy," I cooed which made Rook's cock twitch inside of me. He smirked darkly and pulled out of me and pushed into me roughly, making my back arch and a loud moan come out of my mouth.

"Reach your hands up and grip the edge of the pool table. I'm fucking you hard," he growled out. I decided to be a brat and not listen, running my hands along his arms that were holding my legs up. He growled and dropped my legs, grabbing my wrists and roughly bringing my hands over my head. "I said fucking grab the damn pool table. Stop being a fucking brat."

Closer by Nine Inch Nails started to play and Rook smirked once again.

The minute I gripped the pool table, Rook went into full on animal mode, channeling the song as he gripped my legs and started fucking me wild with ambition.

'You let me violate you.

You let me desecrate you.

You let me penetrate you.

You let me complicate you.'

His thrusts were wild as he fucked me hard and fast. My back arched and I moaned out loud, moaning out his name, feeling him everywhere and deep inside of me. I always loved when he showed me this bad side of him that no one else knew, except for my best friend who I told everything to.

Rook's tattooed hand reached up, wrapping around my neck. He applied the perfect pressure to it, that would give me so much pleasure and not cut off my circulation.  My eyes rolled back and I felt him squeeze a bit while groaning out loud and fucking me fast . He brought his free hand down to between us, pushing his finger against my throbbing clit, rubbing furiously and pinching it to the point where I clenched around him and saw white lights behind my eyelids as I came hard around him.

"Fuck fuck fuck," Rook groaned loud and pulled out of me, letting my cum drip onto the table. "Get the fuck down," he ordered and I listened, slowly getting down from the table, my legs feeling like jelly.

The minute I got down, Rook roughly turned me around pushing my upper body down on the table.

'I want to fuck you like an animal.

I want to feel you from the inside.'

Rook thrusted into me from behind, making my body jolt and push the table forward a bit. He wrapped my hair around his fist and pulled at my hair as he fucked me harder and faster, his balls slapping against my clit, making me automatically want to cum again for him but not before I could make Daddy cum.

"Fuck, I love your pussy baby." He groans. "It's always so wet. You're always so fucking wet and needy for Daddy's dick." he roughly said, fucking me. His fingers gripped my hip, no doubt leaving finger prints on me and I didn't care. I welcomed that shit.

"Faster, Rook. Fuck me faster," I moaned out loud, bringing my hand between the pool table and my body, rubbing my clit then moving a bit down to cup his balls as he fucked me. Rook groaned out loud and brought his hands to my ass, slapping my cheeks hard.

His hands gripped my cheeks hard, opening them so that my puckered hole was visible for Rooks eyes to see.

I turned my head to the side of the pool table, just in time to see Rook spit down, letting his saliva hit my puckered hole and his thumb press into me.

The feeling of feeling his cock inside of my pussy and his finger in my ass, had me close again. "Baby please cum inside of me. I can't take it anymore," I said half moaning and half whining. All of the sensations were hitting me as I felt my orgasm building up.

Rook slid his thumb out, only to push another finger inside of me, pushing it knuckle deep and then added another.

His movements started getting sloppy and I knew he was right there.

"Daddy fill me up with your cum, I want to feel you pour out of me."

And those words alone had Rook roaring out and stilling his body against my ass as he filled me up with everything he offered me, filling my pussy up with his cum. The force of him spilling into me, made me cum right with him. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and leaned his body over mine, panting heavily on my back.

Rook kissed up my spine and pressed his lips against the side of my neck.

"I love you," he said sweetly. I smiled and brought my hand up to the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair. "I love you too baby"

He pulled out of me and I whimpered at the loss but brought my hand between my legs, cupping my pussy, literally wanting to keep his cum inside of me, hoping that it would give me the baby we talked about but the minute we heard the door slamming shut, I scrambled up to grab my dress from the floor, Rook's cum spilling out of me and down my thighs. Rook went to move towards his pants to put them up, when my bestfriend and Kells came into view.

"Make sure you clean that fucking pool table, bro" Kells said laughing pushing my bestfriend towards the stairs. "Nice ass, Rook" she teased and I laughed because that’s how crazy she is. A loud smack to her ass sounded in the room. 

"Now we need her playlist." Kells said winking.

Rook shook his head and laughed. He pulled me to his body, tenderly kissing my lips.

"Now let's go for another round in the shower," he smirked, picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder, running towards his room.