Product Of The Street: Union City 3 (Product of the Street: Union City #3)

by E. Bowser

I wanted my shit so imprinted on her that it showed up like a photo whenever she closed her eyes.

Cece had been a completely different child around Crescent, almost like she was afraid to be herself. I knew I would need to talk to her about that because Crescent wouldn’t judge her or not like her because she was a little…different.

But if you need to know, Mi Amor, I haven’t fucked you because when I do, that shit won’t be soft. It will be hard, rough, aggressive, and probably a little violent,”

I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you. This is a relationship that is more secure than our fucking marriage license because it ain’t no backing out. You will be U.C.K. for life.