No Love Allowed.

Same ol' mistakes.

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Rakim.

"I don't give a fuck if she wants to see me or not!" I yelled over the phone now becoming more infuriated by the second.

Amani sure had grown some guts ever since she left.

"Tell me where she is, or I'll.." I stopped myself from saying it.

"You know what I'm capable of." I simply stated. But she knew those simple words meant a big threat.

"Clubbing, she's at that club alone but don't yell at her or give her one of your crazy lectures, she's hurt enough." Amani said coldly, and with that she hung up.

I wasn't sure what was more shocking to me. The fact that a house maid had just hung up on me, or the fact that Sammy and his gang are always at this club on this particular day.

Sammy.

I thought about the possibility of him remembering Robyn. Chances were low, but Sammy was always full of surprises.

I mean, we're talking about the nigga who found out the full name, date of birth and hometown of my dead mother.

Although me and Robyn managed to successfully escape when we stole from him, I had a bad feeling afterwards.

That same odd feeling was resurfacing.

I was most likely just being paranoid, but either way I needed my boys with me just in case.

Me: Meet me at the door at Beverly H club.

I sent the text to the mob as I took my belongings and headed to my car.

Whilst on the road, I began thinking about last night's events. They were replaying in my head. Her yelling and screaming and tears fresh in mind.

It ain't like I cried when I saw the video, but hey I guess women stay sensitive.

My phone buzzed and I slowed down as I grabbed it, looking at it then at the road.

Ferg: We already here. U know Sammy and his boys here too right?

"Fuck!" I yelled as I aggressively hit the steering wheel with one hand.

I texted back, my eyes at the road and the phone occasionally.

Me: Rih's in there.. get Nast and Twelvy to look all ova that mf club for shawty. U meet me at the door.

I quickly placed my phone in my shirt's pocket, my attention resuming onto the road.

As I reached the club I instantly got out, not bothering to even lock the car, all that mattered to me right now was her safety. Fuck everything else.

She had to be okay.

I met with Ferg who was waiting for me at the entrance. I said nothing to him, just lead him inside as I instantly began looking for familiar emerald orbs.

We roamed around the club for awhile, then finally found Nast and Twelvy.

"So?.." I questioned.

"So what?" Nast replied.

"The fuck you mean so what, I gave y'all orders! You found her or what?" I yelled over the music, my fists and jaw now clenched.

"No, she not in here bro." Twelvy replied.

She was in here, somewhere. I could feel it.

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Robyn.

For minutes now all I could hear were conversations of how I was going to be used as bait to lure Rakim to this place.

How if he didn't comply to their simple actions, I was gone.

Apparently, this Sammy guy had plenty of his men in here spying on me this whole time. They all planned this specific moment.

I wanted to cry, scream and yell, why me? Nothing felt real, I couldn't believe this whole time my actions were being watched.

Word had traveled around to the club that Rakim and his crew had entered the club. This was my only chance, I had to do this properly just this one time.

I took in a sharp breath, the man's sweaty hands still slammed against my mouth. I had to calm down, and take advantage of what I was working with.

I moved my left hand to his erection, slightly rubbing at it as he groaned.

"That's what I'm talking about.." He groaned lowly as his grip on my mouth slightly released.

One more repeat of my previous action and he'd let me go.

As much as I wanted to run for that door, I knew it wasn't a smart move. So I refrained myself.

I turned to face him and cupped his face in my hands. His facial features instantly became familiar to me. It was that same nigga I was dancing on the other night.

So this was Sammy, huh?

I wanted to give him a hot slap to the face but instead I placed my lips on his, parting mine slightly as he gripped at my waist.

I pulled away from the kiss, uncomfortable with the way he was holding me but I didn't let that show. I looked into his eyes, then down at his lips, giggling as I bit my lip.

"You bad, It'd be a shame if Rocky found out you were such a hoe." He simply said. Now I wanted to punch him directly in the face. Disable his face.

"He ain't gotta know all that yet.." I said. It hurt me to let those words fall off my lips. Degrading myself for a man. But this was a life or death situation, I had to.

"I like that." Was all he said before he gripped my ass.

I reached up on my tip toes, lips now against his ear. "Just lemme go freshen up in real quick."

He shivered lightly, my warm breath tickling his skin as my tongue playfully licked up his ear.

No way he was going to deny me.

"Shit, aight. I'll be waiting." He simply said as he let me go.

I walked swiftly to one of the many toilets and closed the door, locking it behind me.

I instantly pulled out my phone and went through my contacts, my heart racing as I searched for his name.

I had to calm myself from typing too fast.

Me: Girlz bathroom. 2 niggas ft sammi help plz

As I send the message it instantly delivered and the read receipt was evident. Some sort of relief rushing through my body.

"Don't test my patience, hurry the fuck up!" He yelled as he began banging visiously on the toilet door.

I didn't want to go out there. I was afraid of what he'd make me do, but I had to.

I unlocked the door, his face inches from mine.

This nigga was straight up crazy.

Mercedes' perfect match.