A Virgin Diamond In The Rough

A Virgin Diamond In The Rough

I was born into a hood rich family. My daddy was one of the biggest kingpins in Philadelphia, and I was that fly, cute daughter who never wanted for nothing. Private schools. Nice cars. Money flowing. And on top of all that, I was still a virgin.

But when your family is deep in the game, the bad always finds a way to show up when you least expect it.

One minute we had everything.

The next, it felt like we went from hood rich to Section 8 in thirty minutes flat.

No more private schools.
No more luxury cars.
No more central air and heat.

Now it was the projects, roaches, syrup and water for juice, and going to bed acting like air was enough to fill your stomach.

My only focus was getting everything back. My mama kept saying trust the process. Her process. Everybody had a plan for my life, but nobody ever stopped to ask me what my plan was.

Then life got bigger than me real fast.

Because being daddy's little girl was enough to pull me into a world full of chaos that had nothing to do with me until his problems became mine too.

And right when I was trying to step out of the shadow of my family's name, he walked into my life.

In the streets, they knew him as King Khi. Young, rich, dangerous, and the kind of man who had everything except love. The kind of man women wanted, but never really got. He was not supposed to matter to me.

But he did.

At first, I told myself he was just another problem. Another ruthless, emotionally unstable man people kept warning me about. But the more time I spent around him, the more those lines started to blur. The more boundaries we crossed. The more dangerous it all became.

Because somewhere between the way he looked at me, the way he protected me, and the way he made me feel seen when my whole world was falling apart, I stopped looking at him like a mistake.

And started wanting him like he was mine.

What started as temptation turned into something deeper. Something messy. Something that felt a lot like African American romance tangled up in hood love, family pressure, and the kind of dangerous attraction that can ruin everything.

Before I knew it, we were playing a game neither one of us wanted to walk away from, even though both of us knew we probably should have.

Because when a man like King Khi finally loves, he does not do it halfway.

And when a woman like me finally falls, she has everything to lose.

With my family name heavy on my back, my father's past still haunting everything around me, and feelings getting stronger than either of us planned for, only one question mattered:

Would loving him be worth everything I could possibly lose?

If you're a fan of African American romance, urban fiction, hood love, dangerous attraction, family drama, and thug love stories with high-stakes emotion, then A Virgin Diamond In The Rough is one you'll want to read.