He Who Is a Friend (Sadik #1)

by Love Belvin

“Ahhhh…” Marco dismissed the argument with a sigh. “Like my father says, ‘if Lia likes to fuck niggers and is stupid enough to get pregnant by one, let it be one from a solid standing family. That’s what the Ellises are. And if she’s gonna do it with any of the Ellis boys, better it be that educated nigger than the crazy one!”

“Grazie per l'invito. Mi dispiace mio ​​padre non ha potuto partecipare. Molti ritorni, Salvatore.”

“He a big time preacher, travel around the globe…the nigga is a big damn deal in their network. This dude got mad school degrees—one from Oxford, wherever the fuck that joint is overseas—done traveled to places a bitch can’t name, speak a bunch of different languages and is so damn smart, it makes him weird as fuck!”

you can’t see or understand your opponent, you have to stay connected to your covering. Instead of you fighting in the flesh—fighting on your job, threatening divorce to your spouse, or losing hope for the child He entrusted to your care—you need to apply the same fervor of your fear and frustration to supplication.”

“To be a friend. I just want to be a friend.”

I tried to highlight every time he talked about being her friend.

“What do you want from me?” I heard the crack in my voice. “What I told you last week. To be a friend.”

“I told you. To be a friend.”

“Be careful, girl. Niggas like that will wine, dine, and fuck the sanity out your ass. Then you’re left behind, looking for your wig when he move on. And I don’t mean your hair. It’s your mind that go when he do.”

Randi was such a hater.

“I choose, I pursue, I conquer, and I cancel. Sorry to have to tell you, you’re my current pursuit.”

😍

“I’m demanding, Bilan.

That’s an understatement 😂😂

“Not that we’re friends—I am your friend. Right?”

Rory was with us, looking all of a male pre-teen in her short-sleeved Hawaiian button-up and distressed jean shorts, cut at the knees.

Bilan wrong for this 😂😂😂😂

“You have the prettiest pussy I’ve seen, and I can’t help but be obsessed about knowing who’s seen it before me.”

Nuts

“Come back to bed and feed me.” He bit the bottom of my earlobe. “I came to make you breakfast.” “I have a cook to make me breakfast.” He rubbed his erection against the small of my back. “I need you to feed me.”

“Bilan,” his tone was clearer, less affectionate. “just as there’s a ‘no clothes in my bed’ rule, there’s a ‘no leaving my bed until I’ve had you’ regulation.” I turned in his arms to face him. “Regulation?” “Yes. Unless I dismiss you, I may need your body to help regulate my mind for the day.”

Sadik ass is crazy 😍😂

“Let’s make one thing goddamn clear: she may be new to you, but she’s it for me. As long as she breathes, she’ll never have a reason to fear if I’m walking the earth. And in my family home, she will be safer than a fairy tale princess in a goddamn fortress.”

🔥🔥🔥

“Have I said anything other than ‘hello’ or ‘goodbye’ to your bedroom evangelists?”

Not bedroom evangelists 😂😂😂

“Give me the one piece of reciprocity I’ve been fighting for.” “What’s that?” “Your heart,”

“Be my friend.”