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Dive into a world of intrigue, passion, and hidden pasts in "A Hood CEO Stole My Heart" by the talented author N'Dia Rae.

Join Aunjunae Wallace as she embarks on a tumultuous journey, fleeing New York City under the cloak of darkness with her young son Hero, seeking refuge and a fresh start in Atlanta, Georgia. As she navigates the challenges of being a mother on the run, she crosses paths with street king and entrepreneur Preston "Prez" Thomas, whose magnetic presence and troubled past draw her in like a moth to a flame.

Despite her best efforts to guard her heart, Aunjunae finds herself falling for the charismatic businessman, while Prez, haunted by personal tragedy, is determined to break down the walls she has erected around herself. As their lives intertwine in unexpected ways, both must confront a web of secrets and obstacles that threaten to tear them apart.

With a backdrop rich in drama and sensuality, this African American Romance unravels a compelling narrative of love, redemption, and second chances. Will Aunjunae and Prez overcome their past traumas and embrace the passionate connection that simmers between them, or will the weight of their secrets prove too heavy a burden to bear? Prepare to immerse yourself in a tale where love and loyalty collide in the most unexpected of ways, promising a riveting exploration of trust, resilience, and the enduring power of the human heart.

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Part 1: A Hood CEO Stole My Heart story line

After a series of traumatic events, Aunjunae Wallace finds herself on the run with her toddler-aged son Hero. Prompted to flee New York City in the middle of the night, they drive to the only place where she has family left, Atlanta, Georgia. Determined to protect her son and rebuild her life, she moves in with her estranged cousin Diamante.

When Aunjunae left NYC she was a well sought-after make-up artist but now that she is on the run in Atlanta she has to lay low. She takes a job in the unlikeliest place that is owned by street king and entrepreneur, Preston

"Prez" Thomas.

When she first meets Prez she is immedialey drawn to him but she knows that she can't allow anyone in because of her past. Trying to maintain the balance between being a mother on the run, she slowly falls for the charismatic businessman.

Prez has had his own share of life problems. It's been over a year since his brother was mudered in front of him. Since that time he has worked hard along with his right-hand man Echo to get out of the game by acquiring several local businesses including a funeral home.

The funeral home is where he first encounters Aunjunae. As soon as he lays eyes on her he is immediatley taken by her presence. However Aunjunae has thick walls built around her heart but he is determined to breakthrough.

Between the two lovers are a mountain of secrets that they both have to climb if they are going to be together. This story is drippign with drama and sensuality. Are you ready to dive in to this African American Romance between Aunjuane and Prez?

Part 2: The main characters of A Hood CEO Stole My Heart

Female Description:

Aunjunae Wallace: A strong and determined woman who, after facing traumatic events in New York City, finds herself on the run with her son Hero. Seeking solace in Atlanta, Georgia, she strives to protect her child and carve out a new life for themselves. Despite her past success as a sought-after makeup artist, Aunjunae must now keep a low profile and takes up an unlikely job at a place owned by Preston "Prez" Thomas, where she navigates the complexities of balancing motherhood with burgeoning feelings for the charismatic businessman.

Male Description:

Prez (Preston) Thomas: The street king turned entrepreneur grappling with personal tragedy after witnessing his brother's murder over a year ago. Driven to leave his tumultuous past behind, he focuses on acquiring local businesses alongside his loyal right-hand man Echo, including a funeral home. When he encounters Aunjunae, Prez is captivated by her strength and presence, despite her guarded demeanor. Determined to unravel her layers and win her trust, he embarks on a journey fraught with secrets and challenges that may test the depth of their connection in this gripping African American Romance narrative.

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A Hood CEO Stole My Heart AUNJUNAE

Itook my clothes off and tossed them to the side. My hands shook as I ripped a shirt and jeans off the hanger and sent it flying across the room. I nearly tripped as I tried to balance and shoved my leg through each side of my pants. The shirt was much too tight, but I didn’t have time to worry about it. I needed to go. I scooped the discarded bloody clothes off the floor, tossed them into a trash bag, then grabbed my luggage and went to Hero’s room.

He was still sound asleep, even after all of this. “Baby? Baby, come on, wake up. We need to go.”

His eyes opened slowly. “Go where?”

“Come on, baby,” I grabbed his hand and gently pulled him out of bed. I made him dress in his day clothes before he went to sleep. I knew we were going to leave. I just didn’t know it would be like this. “We need to go. Come with mommy.”

He lazily followed behind me as I held his hand and hurried through the home and out to my car. I slid the key into the ignition and didn’t look back as I drove away from the house. I just wanted this part of my life to be over. I’d been through enough already and I needed a fresh start. At least, I hoped that’s all I needed. My past had a way of creeping back into my life at the worst time, no matter how hard I tried to outrun it.

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The sunlight poked through the window just above my bed. I blindly reached for my phone on the nightstand to check the time. It was 7:47 am. I sat upright on the bed. From the corner of my eye, I saw Alia laying beneath the covers. Her backside curved like the top of a hill. Her nipples poked through the bed sheet as I stood to my feet and walked over to the mirror.

The gunshot wounds on my chest and shoulder were steady reminders that, just a year ago, I could’ve been dead. They were reminders of how much I did lose on that fateful night.

I had the money to get them covered up with tattoos or pay for a surgical procedure that would make them look less prominent. But, I needed them there. They kept me humble and always reminded me that I had to keep going.

Alia got out of the bed and wrapped her arms around me from behind. “Baby, where are you going? It’s so early and I’m so lonely.”

“I need to get ready and go to work.”

“Really? You can’t stay home with me today? You know I be missin’ you in this house by myself. I mean, it ain’t like you don’t make your own hours. You can stay and go as you please.”

“Yeah, but I set the example. If I take random days off or just don’t show up for work, what kind of example does that set for my employees?” I turned towards her. “You know how I am. I run a tight ship and I’m the example. I need to go in. I didn’t schedule off, so, I’m not stayin’ home.”

A Hood CEO Stole My Heart AUNJUNAE

“Hey, Dia, can I use your laptop while you’re gone?”

“Yeah, go ahead. Use whatever you want. I’ll be back in a few hours. I need to go pick up Genesis from her daddy house. But, whatever you need, just take it. Except my weed and my money. You need to ask if you happen to find any of that laying around.”

I laughed. “I don’t think you would keep either of those laying around. I don’t smoke anyway, though, and I’m not a thief, so you don’t have to worry about that.”

She smiled. “Girl, you ain’t changed since we were younger. You were always the one that everybody said would grow up and be the next mother Theresa or something.”

Flashbacks of my blood-stained clothing ran though my mind. Ever so often I thought about the violent night I experienced before I got here. I shook the images out of my head, “nah, I wouldn’t say that. We all have our past.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you’ve paid all your parking tickets, too. So, I wouldn’t worry about your ‘past’ too much.” She laughed, but she had no idea. “I’ll see you in a few hours.”

“Ok.”

She closed the door, then I walked to the living room to grab her laptop from under the glass table. Hero followed me in like a puppy. A part of me was happy that he was going to have another child around his age to play with. He still hadn’t settled in since our move. He kept wondering why we left and asking questions about it. I tried to get away with telling him as little as possible, but that didn’t always work. The boy was smart and curious; two valuable characteristics that would make him do well in school and life.