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Savion “Savage” Richards is a beautiful giant, but he isn’t gentle. After being setup by the one woman he thought he knew, he goes off the grid. Once back on the scene he isn’t looking for love. One night or maybe a few nights of nasty mind-blowing sex is all that he has to offer. Not one who always wants to be on the scene decides to attend his cousin’s birthday party.
While chilling in the cut his eyes lands on a beauty like no other he has seen in a long time. The air of confidence the beauty exudes intrigues him. After studying her for a while he makes his presence known and his intentions very clear.
Indigo James has warded off men. Her focal point is getting to her bag. Since she has been so engrossed with work she decides to attend a birthday party with her best friend. What she didn’t realize she was about to be embark into a dangerous territory.
Savion introduces her sex she never knew could feel so good and be so intense. What happens when a few night turn into many nights along with some drama?
Chapter One
Savion sat out on his balcony with his feet propped on the banister. Thick smoke blew
from his mouth as he looked into the star-filled sky. Today would make an official week since he
was back in the states. After the one woman outside of his mother betrayed him, he had to leave
the country. He didn’t leave out of fear, because Savage didn’t fear shit.
He left for the safety of others. Once he enters into that dark space of no return all bets
are off. Women wanted you to trust them, but how the fuck could men trust a bitch who moved
funny. One minute he was about to propose and the next he was slitting her and the fuck niggas
throat.
Now that he was back he was focusing on business and bitch was the last thing on his
mind. While in his thoughts his phone buzzed on the glass table beside him. Seeing that it was
his cousin he answered.
“What’s good?” his deep voice filled the line.
“Nigga you know what’s good. My birthday party tomorrow and you better have your
mean ass there,” Donte replied.
“Better?” Savage raised his brow.
“Man, gon’ wit’ all that shit. Have your ass there. I’ll drop the lo’ in a message.” With
those words his cousin hung up.
Savage dropped the phone in his lap. He wasn’t so sure he wanted to really be on the
scene like that. He didn’t have time to murk a nigga for doing something as simple as stepping
on his Gucci sneakers. Moments later his phone dinged with a message. He had now and
tomorrow to think about if he was going to that party. As of now he didn’t plan on going.
The only thing he could offer these bitches was dick and he was selective with that. One
thing he learned in his thirty years of life was every pretty bitch didn’t deserve good dick. Savage
wasn’t cocky by far, but he knew he was that nigga and his dick had women out here going
crazy. That stroke-game was something serious.
Maybe I will pop out for a minute...
Across Town
Indigo blew out and exasperate breath after the long day she had. She loved what she did
with a passion. Hell, it was her passion. Doing makeup had been her thing since a little girl. After
years of just playing in it turned into a full-time career. She made great money because her
clientele was like that.
She looked around her upscale Town home. Indigo made sure she had her shit laced with
the finest shit. She had a thing for fur so she had a cream-colored fur rug under her glass coffee
table. An array of fur and satin pillows were lined on her nude suede couch. One wall was
decorated in gold trimmed mirrors with lights placed above the top.
A few days ago she had taken out her knotless braids and went to get her hair washed,
trimmed and treated. Her hair was currently in a fresh silk press. Indigo’s hair looked like it was
fake, but it was all hers. If she did nothing else she made sure she took care of her hair and most
definitely her skin. While she was engrossed in reading her phone rang. She smiled when she
saw her best friend’s picture pop up on the screen.
“Best friend,” Indigo called out.
“Tomorrow night we are going to one of the biggest parties in the city.”
“Who is we?”
“Indigo all you do is beat faces and come home like you have no life. It’s time you get
out and enjoy life,” Nesha said.
“I am enjoying life. What makes you think I’m not?”
“Be fucking for real! Every since that lil’ toad played in your face while staying in your
face has made you forget the bad bitch you are.”
Indigo sighed.
A little under a year ago her boyfriend of two years had her thinking she was his one and
only. Things changed rather quickly once some dumb bitch showed up at his doorstep with her
belly poking out. What made it worse was the fact it was the same bitch she had asked him about
on many occasions. For him to play like he had no clue and then embarrass her was the last
fucking straw.
“I guess, Nesha.”
“Yay! I’ll be over tomorrow when I get off.”
“Okay. See you then.”
Once the call ended she wasn’t sure she really wanted to go, but it was time to enjoy life
as she knew. After her breakup she didn’t want shit to do with a man. She really didn’t need a
man, but to be fair it was nothing like having one who had good dick attached.