What's your fantasy? See if it lies here in this book. **MATURE CONTENT**
**this for my melanin queens!
**this for my plus-size queens. they deserve more recognition!
**this for my queens of color!
**this for ALL my queens!
-I don'...
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Yourself as"Y/N"
Manny Montana as"Rio"
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Inspired By (songs): Almost Doesn't Count - Brandy. Sorry - Beyoncé.
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"Listen, no more talkin'. That clown had enough time to come up with all of it. Find his ass, let him know all my money better be ready by the close of business tomorrow. If not, he'll be a dead man walking."
Mick took his orders and turned to leave. Rio stopped him before he could turn the knob on his office door.
"Take those other two useless idiots with you. Everybody else can get back to work. I'm not paying them to stand around looking stupid," Rio snapped.
Waiting for Mick to leave, he swaggered back to his chair. He plopped down, plucking his glass off the table, gulping the amber-colored liquid. Rio was on his third drink of the night. Slamming the empty whiskey tumbler on his desk, he leaned his head back, running his hand down his face. Alone in his office, wallowing in self-pity. Rio stared at his phone as he contemplated sending another text or calling you again. Thinking about how you had left him on read and sent him to voicemail was eating at him.
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