Seven's Deadly Sins

Chapter 12

Rose's POV

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I yelled at the girls. These weak bitches get on my fucking nerves. "That's not what Bango want, and you know it."

"Who does this bitch think she is?" I heard Andrea say. Andrea was Hakeem's ex-girlfriend. She's been giving me hell ever since I fucking started him. I haven't said anything to Hakeem because I know he'll off that bitch quicker than Seven would.

"First of all, trick, I'm his fucking fiancée," I yelled getting in her face. "Second of all, if you wanna keep breathing, I'll suggest you get your pussy ass in line and fix this shit."

"First of all, bitch, I'll suggest that you get the fuck outta my face. Just because you got that ring, doesn't mean I won't put my foot off in your ass. Hakeem is my man!"

This bitch is bugging. "Ladies, get out and go upstairs," I told them. "Amelia, send Hakeem to me."

"Yes, ma'am," she said and then walked away.

"Let me tell you something, Andrea, at the end of the day, you got tossed to the side. Hakeem chose me. Trust me, this is your last day here, and it just might be your last day breathing if I tell Hakeem."

"Hey, Bonnie," I heard Hakeem behind me. "What's going on here, baby?"

"Look at Andrea's station?" I told him.

He walked over to where Andrea is setup and what type of mess she done made.

"Bango, I can explain, baby," she cried.

"Explain what, Drea? Look at my shit? How are you gonna explain that?"

"Can we talk privately?" Andrea cried.

"Hell nawl," Hakeem said. "Say what you gotta say."

"How do we go from being us to it being you and her? Like damn what about me?"

"We were over before I even got with Bonnie. I ended it because of what you're doing now. Damn, Drea, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? You coming spending time with us, and then going home in the middle of the night is what's wrong with me."

"Us," I asked. I was so confused. "What the fuck is she talking about, Hakeem?"

"Yeah, tell her, Hakeem," Andrea said. "Tell her about our son, Austin."

I was floored. I wanted to punch Hakeem in his fucking face. How could I have been so fucking stupid? I couldn't win for fucking losing. Every time I get close to having it all, I get slapped in the fucking face. First DeMarcus, then Dominic, and now Hakeem. This is the reason why I stopped trusting any man besides my daddy.

"A son, Hakeem?" I asked him.

"Yeah, he's two," Hakeem said. "When I'm gone most of the day, I'm at the house with Andrea and Austin."

"Great, then you go be a family with them. Once again; me and my children have to suffer because of some stupid shit. We'll be out the house by the time you get home tonight. Leave me alone. I quit this business and I'm done with you."

I was pissed off. I took my ring off and threw it at him. I didn't want anything to do with him. On my way home, I called my parents to see if they would watch the kids for a few days. I needed time to pack up, find a place, and then move and get settled in.

When I pulled up to the house, Hakeem was waiting on the doorstep. "Why are you out here and not in the house?"

"Because I'm tryna stop you from leaving," he told me.

"I'm leaving. Go back to your family."

I walked passed him and into the house. I started in the girl's room. I grabbed what I could put into the garbage bags and then moved on towards Jamison's room. After their room was secured, I carried the bags to the car, and then went back in to finish my room.

"Please let talk about this, Bonnie. I love you, baby. We can work this out. You're my wife."

"Leave me alone, Hakeem. I'm not your Bonnie anymore."

I went to walk away, but he grabbed me.

"Stop, Keem," I said.

"Don't do this, Bonnie," he said. "I love you so much, beautiful. You are everything to me. I can't do this without you. I'm gonna take care of my son, but I'm ending things with Andrea for good. She won't be apart of this operation anymore. If she becomes a problem, I'll end it for good. You know how I get down."

Before I could step outta his grasp, he spun me around. He kissed my neck slowly, and then he took my dress off. He kissed his way down to my love triangle.

He knows I can't resist that shit. "Hakeem, lord don't do that. I gotta go."

"Yeah, when I'm done, you're gonna go get those bags from the car, and bring that shit back in this house. Do you understand?"

When he put me into this position, I would just about do anything for him. "I said do you understand me, Bonnie," he asked going in deep.

"Yasss," I moaned out. "Yes, I understand."

Needless to say, it took me longer to unpack them clothes than it did to pack them up. I woke up the next morning with my engagement ring back on my finger.