He Don’t Play About Me 2

For the first time in seven years, life was finally giving me everything I prayed for. A real man standing beside me. Peace I could almost touch. A future that did not feel like it was built on chaos.

But even in all that calm, I still found myself looking over my shoulder like the storm was not finished with me yet.

Gio was not backing off. He was not accepting no as a real answer, and the way he refused to move on from me was dangerous. I knew we were done, but apparently that truth only lived in my head.

And all Gio was really doing was forcing Love to show him exactly who he was dealing with.

Love was not the type of man to be played with. Not in his city. And definitely not about his woman.

The man he is and the streets he comes from will not let him play soft, fall back, or let another man keep crossing lines with something he loves.

And I stood ten toes behind mine. That only made Gio worse.

He was never good at losing control, and the more I chose my peace, my family, and the man I actually loved, the more he started breaking down under the pressure of not being able to get me back.

But that was okay. Because Love did not mind reminding Gio where he came from.

In this African American romance filled with hood love, dominant alpha male energy, dangerous obsession, and the kind of passion that can turn deadly, I learned real fast that some men do not know how to let go.

Gio only has two choices. Listen by choice or be made to. And something in me keeps feeling like he is going to try to find a loophole.

If you’re a fan of African American romance, hood love, dominant alpha males, and dangerous passion, then He Don’t Play About Me 2 is one you’ll want to read.