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I pull up to the wearhouse. I sit back and think about if I really want to go through with this. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I step out the car and lock the doors. I never thought that my marriage would end like this. I walk up to the door and do the codes knock. I am let in and I walk straight back into the meeting room. The heads of the business are here including my poppa, Killa, Saint, Ghost, and Galaxy. I take a seat at the head of the table.

"Why you call a meeting and so sudden?" my poppa asks

"As of now effected immedently Saint is no longer the one in control of the streets in Miami. He is no longer apart of the Mafia family or our family."

"Why not; who is going to run the business?" Killa asks

"You, Ghost, and Galaxy will run it. Since he's been in control everything has been messy. I am bringing it back into order. As for why this is happening asks your brother and ya wife."

"Dia," Saint says

"Oh, shut up. I have done nothing but held you down. Your brother held you down too and you do this to us."

"Do what? What is she talking about?"

"Nothing she's ly-"

"Nigga, I swear if you call me a lair I will shoot you were you are sitting. Tell him the truth or so help me God I will and I will kill you."

He takes a deep breath and looks at Killa "Angel and I have been messing around for years."

"Yo, you fucking serious?" Killa asks. He sits back in his chair.

"I'm sorry. I am in lov-"

BOOM!

Before he could finish Killa shot him in the shoulder. He looks at him coldly. "You luckly I didn't end you. I don't want mom to bury anymore kids. As for you and my wife; whatever you have is done. She is having my baby and I refuse to let you..."

"Mitch and the baby aren't yours." Saint says. "Your oldest is your's I didn't sleep with your baby momma." Killa gets up and charges at Saint. No one stops him. This is what he gets. When it got to be enough my poppa tell Ghost and Galaxy to get Killa.

"As of now, you are banned from the streets of Miami. If you or Angel are seen here you both will be killed on sight."

(Killa's house)

I use the key that Killa gave me and walk in with Nikki.

"Angel!"

"In the kitchen." She calls out. We walk in and she smiles when she us but, drops it when she sees the looks on our faces. "What's wrong is Killa okay."

"Oh, he's fine. Just dealing with the fact that you have been sleeping with his brother for years right under his nose." I say taking a seat.

"Dia, I can explain."

"Please, do. I'd love to here what you have to say before I beat your ass." I sit back and fold my arms and look at her. Nikki is blocking the only exit out this room.

"Please, don't I'm pregnant."

"Oh, I know. Guess what so am I, sis. Your face, arms, legs, kneck, hands, and feet aren't though. Which is exactly what I am going to enjoy breaking; not only for me but for Killa as well. He sends his fuck yous and that you and the kids, except his daughter, have to leave. So, please explain how you could stab us in our backs after all the shit we have done for you?"

"Saint and I have been messing with each other before Killa and I got together. He didn't want to be in a relationship because he knew how much Killa loved me. I thought that after he met you and y'all got married we could stop. But, our feelings never went away." As she is talking I get up. I walk over to the stove. I see a empty frying pan. I pick it up and walk towards her. I bang it against her head. She falls and Nikki comes and holds her down. She holds out her left hand. I take her wedding rings off then smash her hands. Making sure I broke that bitch.

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