Not Built To Love: The Lyon's Den Series Book #2 by Nicole K

Author:Nicole, K.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-26T00:00:00+00:00

TIECE CROMWELL

Kashece was craaaazy. Literally.

He met me at the strip club and gets his briefs in a bunch when he sees me at my job naked. He couldn’t possibly think that shit was okay. Then he wanted to argue at the club, causing a scene. I had to smile in these niggas faces. I had to shake my ass and titties because that’s how shit got paid. Kashece knew that and should be understanding. He wasn’t. Instead, he decided to let Dream shake her ass on his lap. That had me wanting to march over to the section he was in with Deuce and King and crack her jaw. Dream was supposed to be my girl but this whole time was a damn snake. She didn’t owe me loyalty and I guess he didn’t either.

No longer in the mood to be here, I found my way to the back and packed my shit up. This was the only time I’d ever let something come between me getting my bread. I knew if I stayed, I’d be walking around in a bad mood. Might even end up in jail. Even though I had never spoken about me and Kashece to Dream… or to anybody, the way he was always on me and shit in the clubs and private events, she knew. It was obvious.

Dressed in a pastel pink Nike jumpsuit that fit me like a glove, I snuck out the back with my money and belongings. I powered off my phone and drove home in silence with the windows down and wind whipping through my thirty-inch weave. My thoughts were overpowering my brain and it was then when I knew I couldn’t keep doing this with Kashece. I wasn’t quitting my job anytime soon and he wasn’t going to stop being a hoe ass nigga.

Whipping into my designated parking spot, I grabbed my bag from the trunk and sauntered to my front door. It was weird not seeing his car outside with him sitting on it, waiting for me. I was pretty sure he’ll be going home with Dream the way she was practically fucking him. Kashece wanted to make me mad, but he only made me lose respect for him.

Dropping my bag by the door, I locked up and immediately sauntered to my bedroom bathroom to shower. After I was fresh, I grabbed a banana and bottle of water then ambled back to my room. My bed was calling my name. After getting my nightly dose of messy reality TV, I was going to sleep.

I was like fifteen minutes into a Zeus reality show when I heard my front door open. With my heart beating rapidly, I snatched up the baseball bat that I kept near my bed and crept behind my bedroom door. Whoever thought they could break in my shit was about to get their skull cracked.

I prayed to God to let me make it out of this unharmed. Positioned like I was a real life baseball player that was about to knock the ball out of the park, I waited for the perpetrator.

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