Reyon was the daughter of Harold Lennox (Nox), a drug dealer who was doing well for himself on the streets of New York. Reyon was so caught up in the world of technology she could care less about the dangerous world around her. That's until a bullet lunges into her shoulder. Instead of cowering and hiding in fear she takes the game head on. What better way to do that, than to make the head nigga in charge fall in love with you?
Munroe was the son of the infamous Maltese Nasir, a Haitian cartel leader who had a thing for getting rid of unwanted family. But Munroe was as ruthless his father, he always felt untouchable. Life was just a game too him. A game he had to play a lone until he met her. A boss needs love too was the saying. But Munroe still hadn't learned you have to pay the cost to be the boss.
"Say your sorry, apologized to me right now," She pointed her gun to his head with hot, streaming tears staining her face.
"Why should I apologize for the monster I've become, no one apologized for making me this way." He responded taking a seat.
Life is a losing game, and it's anybody's game in Harlem.
(Highest Ranking #738 in General Fiction.)
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