In this explosive addition to the New York Times bestselling series, Ashley Antoinette brings you pain, pleasure, love, hate, as YaYa struggles to hold it all together before life blows up in her face, in The Prada Plan 5 . Disaya finally has it all. The man she fought for is hers at last. Her name is Mrs. Indie Perkins and their daughter is safe. Leah is gone. Life is supposed to be good. So why isn’t she satisfied? Why does life suddenly seem so bitter? YaYa’s Prada Plan had worked but with the riches comes pain. She and Indie have grown apart, and with Parker now a permanent fixture in their lives, Indie is pressured to juggle it all. But YaYa’s patience is running thin. Indie is loving her wrong. Her life isn’t what she wants. Her Prada Plan has changed…and now, it’s time to pursue a plan B in order to get what she really wants… Antoinette, as always, draws in readers with the compelling themes of making mistakes and finding retribution. - -Booklist on Luxe Two: A LaLa Land Addiction A fast-paced tale...a solid addition to a well-known author’s long list of extremely popular tales. ― Library Journal on Luxe Caution… Will leave you breathless. It’s that intense. ― Essence Magazine on LUXE Antoinette will have readers hooked on this edgy, twisting tale of innocence lost. ― Booklist on LUXE [Ashley and JaQuavis] may just be the most successful literary couple in America. ― New York Times' T Magazine [T]he duo is taking the world of street literature by storm. ― Rolling Out Magazine Ashley Antoinette Coleman is one of the most successful female writers of her time. The feminine half of the popular married duo, Ashley and JaQuavis , she has co-written over 40 novels. Several of her titles have hit The New York Times bestsellers list, but she is most widely regarded for her racy four-book saga, The Prada Plan . Born in Flint, Michigan she was bred with an innate street sense that she uses as motivation in her crime-filled writings. The Prada Plan 5 By Ashley Antoinette St. Martin's Press Copyright © 2017 Ashley Antoinette All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-1-250-13449-3 CHAPTER 1 "Mommy!" Skylar's voice broke through the crowd as soon as YaYa stepped off the escalator and into baggage claim. YaYa smiled the kind of smile that only a child could produce as she bent down and scooped their three-year-old daughter into her arms. "Hey, big girl!" YaYa shouted as she rained kisses all over Sky's juicy cheeks. Her baby's sweet laughter filled her ears. It was amazing how much she had grown. She was an inquisitive, beautiful, and lately talkative little girl. She was their love in human form. "Daddy don't get a hug, huh?" Indie said as he kissed Sky on the forehead. Indie's mother, Elaine, walked up behind Skylar, winded from keeping up with the likes of a young child. "Welcome home. How was it?" Elaine asked. "It was amazing," YaYa said, grinning. "I'm a lucky girl." Elaine smiled at the couple. YaYa and Indie were a lovely sight. After a tumultuous few years, they had finally gotten things together. "Well, Little Miss Skylar here just had to meet you two at the airport. I'm parked right out front. I'll take her back to the car and wait for you guys while you get your luggage," Elaine said. YaYa was floored. Life had never felt this normal. She had never been the regular girl with regular circumstances. She dwelled in the routine of it all for a moment, scoffing in disbelief. Indie turned toward her and frowned curiously. "You good, ma?" he asked. There was no worry, no fear or heartbreak in her eyes. It was the first time he had seen her this way. Ever since he met her, burden lived within her soul. She looked happy, and Indie made a mental note to keep her that way. "I'm good," she replied as she walked toward him. He wrapped one arm around her, pulling her close as they went to gather their belongings. Newlywed love was the best kind. Indie couldn't keep his hands to himself. He wanted to touch YaYa and not only sexually. He had to feel her, be connected to her, even if it was just the grace of a finger on her chin. He hadn't felt this much pride since the day he found out he was a father. Becoming a husband gave him the same joy. He was accountable to her, and oddly it didn't terrify him. He knew exactly what it felt like to walk through life without her, and he would do everything imaginable to make sure he never had to endure that again. As they grabbed their bags and made their way to the car, she paused abruptly before walking out of the airport. Indie turned to her. "What's wrong? You forget something?" he asked. YaYa shook her head. "Once I step out these doors the honeymoon is over. Good times don't last long with me." "Do you trust me, YaYa?" Indie asked as he moved her to the side so that the flow of people coming out of the doors wouldn't complain. She nodded, but that wasn't entirely true. He had hurt her. She had hurt him. Trust was hard to rebuild. It was one of th