They Call Him Nas

by K.C. Mills

I’m a criminal who rules with an iron fist, which means taking lives when necessary.

I felt uneasy because I was actually looking forward to seeing Dae, which had me questioning my loyalty and my heart.

I wasn’t just scared. I was fucking terrified of losing again which was why I hadn’t tried to move on.

God, I’m looking for trouble with this man.

I’d like to have a partner who will take care of my emotional wellbeing. Someone who allows me to be a woman because he understands what it means to be a man. I want to feel safe and protected. Coveted in a way that brings me peace because I know he’s my rock, my strength, and in return I can offer the same. So yes, I need a man

Fear often prevents us from stepping up as the men we are capable of being.”

Make sure he knows that I’m the reason his life is no longer his own.”

Sometimes killing was too easy. There were those that needed to suffer and he was going to suffer.

Drugs, guns, and money laundering

“I’m sure you can, but I invited you and I refuse to allow you to incur an expense on my behalf. Let me know what you spent, for whatever you purchase for the weekend, Dae. It’s not a request.”

“These are from him, aren’t they? See, it’s already starting. He sent you an overpriced floral arrangement and an envelope full of cash? That’s the kind of man he is. You really want that in your life?”

Yes, yes I do .

read way too many urban romance novels that end badly with characters just like him.

🤔🤔

“Oh, God…” “I like it better when you say my name. Let’s stick to that,” he murmured,

“I feel like I should thank you.” “You should and you will, but not until I’m done.”

“Why would I complain about your head between my legs as a ‘good morning, sorry babe, but I have to head out soon’?”

my goal as your man is to ensure that you’re whole, loved, and protected. I take that role seriously.”

“You can have whatever you want from me, Dae.”

“Name it and it’s yours.”