They say love’ll get you killed. I believed that once. But I also believed in *Boyfriend’s Name*.

We were supposed to ride for each other. Hustle together, eat together, build an empire side by side. But one job—one messy, bloody, twisted job—changed everything.

Now, one of the crew is dead. Two are locked up. He disappeared without a trace. And me? I’m stuck trying to figure out if I’m grieving the man I loved… or surviving the storm he dragged me into.

Cops are at my door. Snitches are whispering my name. And every move I make feels like walking a tightrope over fire.

I don’t trust nobody. Not even myself some days.
But I’ll tell you this—whatever secrets they think I’m hiding?

They ain’t ready for the truth.