No Love Allowed.

Rise n' Shine.

Rihanna's P.O.V

I'd been awake now for almost thirsty minutes but I still remained in bed. I couldn't stop thinking about everything Rakim revealed to me last night. It was a lot to take in myself, so I couldn't possibly imagine actually living out those incidents.

I felt bad.

Bad because when I asked him to tell me his story, I didn't expect him to into deep detail nor did I expect the story to be so damn emotional and tragic.

Bad because no one deserved to go through what he did.

I felt bad because I thought I'd been through a lot but turns out my sob story wasn't shit compared to Rakim's.

I managed to break free from his embrace without waking him up. He frowned and turned a bit, but he was still in deep sleep. There was nothing I could do to change his past but I guess just being there for him in general would help. It had to.

Feeling thoughtful, I got up and went to the kitchen and began preparing him breakfast.

I started preparing the fruit salad first. Making sure to slice all the fruit finely and evenly. When it came to preparing food, you could say I was a bit OCD. I always wanted it perfect for the person who would devour my cooking.

In this case it had to be extra perfect for Rakim.

After I was done with the fruit salad I opened the pantry in search for a pancake mix. Within seconds I'd found which wasn't even suprising.

This pantry had literally everything from greens, beans, potatoes, tomatoes, lamb rams, hog, you name it!

After fixing a smoothie and cooking up some golden brown pancakes, I got a serving tray and placed it down neatly along with the fruit salad.

The food smelt amazing and it was neatly decorated and organized. I felt proud of myself. It was simple but I still put my all into making it.

When I entered the bedroom, of course Rakim's lazy ass was still asleep. I placed the tray of fresh amde breakfast one of the drawers beside the king sized bed and got on the bed. Crawling over to him, I straddled his lap as my knees rested on each side. He was somewhat still asleep.

This nigga alive or dead?

"Baaam!" He suddenly yelled as his eyes fluttered open out of nowhere. My first reaction was to scream and I did, really loud and out of shock. All he did was burst into laughter as he leaned up and pulled me into his arms. I rolled my eyes and desperately tried to free myself from his hold but he held me captive and wouldn't let it go.

"Don't try escape now, you were the one that came onto me." He said in my ear, his tone playful, voice deep and raspy. I felt tingles all throughout my body as he placed a small kiss on my neck then pulled back.

"Morning, Robyn." He simply said as he gently grabbed my chin with his index finger and thumb.

"Morning, I made you some breakfast." I said excitedly as I gestured to the tray beside us on the bedside table. He seemed quite suprised, as if Amani didn't do that for his lazy ass everyday.

Before he could even say anything I placed a finger to his lips. "Don't even try say some corny shit like, oh wow no one's ever done that for me before cause I know Amani does." I said as I raised a brow, beating him to his own game.

He remained quiet for a second, then opened his mouth and bit my finger playfully. I pulled it back as I rubbed it against my shirt, scrunching my face.

"Ew, Rakim."

"You're wrong. That's Amina's job, it's different that you did it because I sure as hell am not bribing you with my money to do it. I didn't expect you to do it..I'm suprised cause you deadass woke up early just to make me something I was bouta order us some takeaway or something but I prefer this better." He said as he looked at the tray and took it.

I didn't think he'd appreaciate it this much, damn.

"Try the pancakes first." I urged him as he chuckled lowly and nodded.

"Alright, alright hollup let's see what you can do." He said as he cut up some of the pancake and brought it into his mouth.

I watched as he chewed, and savoured the taste like he was eating some sort of five star meal. "Mhmmm, these are amazing yo, the fuck you put in these?" He said as he began devouring more.

I raised a brow and laughed as I shook my head. "They're just pancakes now stop hyping me up like that before I get a big head and start thinking I'm some chef or some shit."

"I'm telling you yo. They're pancakes but yours make Amina's taste like shit." He continued to eat as he filled his mouth like he hadn't eaten in a while.

I frowned and instantly took what he said to heart. "Hey don't say that, I'm sure Amina's cooking is amazing."

Rakim looked at me and began sipping on his smoothie. "Man.. why you so damn sensitive it's not that deep. It's just food. "

"Whatever. Speaking of Amina, I seriously miss her. I wonder what she's up to." I said out of curiosity.

"Probably getting some dick." Rocky said, laughing as his eyes remained on the food.

"You don't even know her like that." I said as I rolled my eyes, smirking.

"Actually, I do. More than you think or ever will so when I say she getting that dick, she's getting it." He replied as he now began munching on some fruit salad.

"She's not as innocent as she makes herself look, is she?" I asked. I wasn't bad mouthing her just simply curious. I wanted to know as much as I coulf about my new bestfriend because it was obvious Amani was a closed book.

"Since when were ex strippers labeled innocent?" He said as he looked at me like I was mad stupid or delusional.

"So she was a stripper! That explains all the clothing, lingerie and shoes she had." It all was beginning to make sense now. Maybe that was why she didn't say too much about her past, she most likely regretted it all judging by how she carries herself today.

"Yeah.. shawty was a freak back in the day." He said as he looked down at his smoothie. There was a tone in his voice that told me more than what he said.

"And of course you would know that, huh?" I asked. It was a trick quetion and judging by his next response it would tell me evrything I needed to know.

"Of course." He said as his smirk grew wider and he looked at me.

That wasn't exactly the answer I was hoping for. I instantly felt sick, like I'd just found out something I really shouldn't have. But what irritated me the most was that Rakim didn't seem to care. He just threw it out there like it was nothing.