They say 7 is a lucky number. They’ve never been 7 years in the pen. Life kept moving on without us, and I’m tired of the young man’s game. She came to me like an angelic vision. She moves in ways that can't even be real. When shit goes sideways, we’re both caught in the middle. Things will go down in blood and flames before I let anything happen to her. You got to move to the beat of the streets, To not just survive, but thrive. *age gap, interracial relationship* Courtesy warning: This book may contain triggers for some. Triggers include but are not limited to non-con/dub-con, kidnapping, violence, torture, blood play/knife play.