Quasim: King Inferno (Season Four: Inferno Gods, #1)

by Jahquel J.

“Who you gonna make the God father, Rich? That nigga crispier than a hot dog on the grill at the hood’s block party… your future baby daddy made sure of it.”

Men had a way of showing you what you wanted to see.

It was never what it was supposed to be, only an illusion that they sold you. Then one day, you woke up staring at a nigga that gaslit you into believing he was giving you diamonds, and he had in fact given you beauty supply diamond earrings.

“That’s my fucking wife!” Meer yelled, cheering his wife on.

“Oh, you fresh as fuc… hel… shit.” Havoc failed horribly at trying to sensor his damn language.

I want to be fucked from sunup to sundown… eyelash hanging off, and hair just stuck to my

Bento box

He looked up from whatever he was knitting. Yes.

“You be making me proud, baby… taking this dick,”

You know what… hell yeah.

I ate that pussy before I came to handle you... you not coming at her, feel me? That’s my wife now, Tookie Dookie” I released his ass.