Chapter 1: Introduction
Ellie stood just outside the crumbling building, her brown eyes scanning the horizon, but her thoughts were elsewhere. Another black thug had crossed her path, and, as usual, the unspoken exchange between them was immediate—flirtation that veered dangerously close to something more. He was tall, rough looking, with dark skin made her pulse quicken. He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming, his gaze sharp. Ellie didn’t flinch, didn’t resist. This was nothing new.
He smirked, thick black fingers grazing her pale cheek before pulling her in. She let him, feeling his grip tighten in her hair as he kissed her hard, his forceful hands already tugging at her clothes. The same rush, the same detachment. It was a fleeting connection, just like with all the other niggers she had in the past few months—temporary, hollow, and yet, for a brief moment, this primal lust brought her a sense of calm. Black dominance was comforting, the control he asserted over her washing away the weight of everything else. Lusting for black men helped Ellie find a peace she couldn’t find anywhere else, even if it was only for now till she craves for the next black man.
Her black spade pendant swung back and forth, clinking softly against her chest as he roughly kissed her, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. Ellie let out a soft moan, the sound a stark contrast to the desolation that surrounded them. In this urban wasteland, where decay and destruction had become a part of everyday life, Ellie welcomed this moment of raw, pulsating passion. It was a stark reminder of the world that still existed, though muted by everything that had come before.