A corporate elevator can take you to the top floor, but the streets will always remind you how fast you can fall.
At thirty years old, Grant Hargrove is finally trading the grueling, grit-stained factory floor for the clean, climate-controlled halls of corporate success. As a document specialist by day and an evening student by night, he has his eyes locked on upward mobility. But crossing over into a new world isn’t as simple as changing clothes. Under the sharp eye and intense, shifting boundaries of his supervisor, Tessy, the corporate ladder quickly starts to feel like a high-stakes psychological game where one wrong step could ruin everything.
But the real danger isn’t just in the office.
While Grant tries to anchor his life around structure and his relationship with Lonnie, a chaotic midnight gravity is pulling him right back into the shadows. Lonnie’s past is walking right back through the door uninvited in the form of Zecker—a volatile ex-fiancé with a dangerous hustle and zero boundaries. And pulling the strings from the inside is Klarease, Lonnie’s supposedly loyal best friend. Klarease is playing a calculated, hidden game of chess, weaponizing secret, raw, nocturnal encounters to orchestrate a toxic reconciliation.
Caught in a tight, suffocating squeeze between corporate ambition, street-level possessiveness, and deep sexual intrigue, Grant is about to find out what happens when the past refuses to let go. When the trap closes from both sides, how far will you go before you completely backtrack?
Get a Taste of the Tension…
Before the full story drops this August, step inside the quiet before the storm. In this exclusive first look, the line between desire and danger blurs as a highly anticipated arrival brings more questions than answers.
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I walk around my apartment stoked waiting on Lonnie’s arrival. I imagine her laying in a grovel position naked and watching tv with me in my bed. Having all sorts of sexual desires inside my head, but knowing the real reason she’s coming is because I asked could we talk outside of work. The skirt she wore today, I hope she kept it on. The remaining attire was attractive, also. My appliances aren’t the latest, if someday I want to own a home, I’ll have to purchase my own. I turn the heat up. Inside my place feels more like jacket weather, if Lonnie and I undress I’ll have to fuck her under the blanket. I’d rather not do that the first time. Once again, I’m reaching a little knowing that’s not the reason for her visit. Besides, I don’t expect sex. I’m not even equipped with condoms. I insist that my mood shall remain on questioning her.