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This your mans???

Merci:

OMGGGGGG

Is this real?

Marni:

Girl that’s his damn page. It gotta be real!

Merci:

Koi Adora Morgan, report to the mf rocket

Marni:

I tucked my bottom lip, debating on how to respond. I couldn’t tell my cousins the real reason this became a thing. As far as the world would know, we were engaged because we were in love and ready to spend our lives together. Returning to his post, I decided to leave a comment.

@KoiMorganCo: #ForeverValentine

After taking a screenshot, I went back to the group chat and dropped the picture in there.

Me:

You hoes are invited to the courthouse

Filled with glee and excitement, I was ready to see Han’some. We hadn’t talked today because of how busy I was, but now I had the time. I needed to see his face and then discuss what our next steps looked like. I was in contact with Galaxy’s manager, and they were ready for me to begin working with her. I couldn’t put it off for much longer.

After grabbing my things, I headed to my silver Audi A6. Once I was buckled in, I made my way to Han’some’s condo downtown. The breeze was comforting, so I let the windows down while I drove. Dancing along to the music playing from my speakers, I vibed out all the way to my destination. By the time I arrived, I was anxious to see him.

I was quick about parking and heading to his private elevator. I continuously shifted my weight between both of my feet on the entire ride up to his floor. I paused, hearing the thump of music long before the doors slid open. My mouth fell open seeing money floating through the air. There were men all over the living room, along with big-booty strippers making their asses clap to the music.

I folded my arms over my chest as I stepped off the elevator in search of Han’some. Was this what he called having respect? He’d just made this grand announcement on his social media about our engagement, just to be in here falling victim to his flesh. I was furious as I stomped toward him while he tossed money in the air with the biggest grin on his face.

“Han’some!” I yelled to get his attention.

His eyes bulged out of his head when he saw me. He looked so fucking guilty that all I could do was fold my arms in disappointment and march toward his balcony. He was right on my heels, closing the door to silence some of the noise from inside.

“Hey, beautiful,” he greeted me while trying to close the space between us for a hug.

I held up my hand, stopping him right in his tracks. “Don’t hey, beautiful me. Are you serious right now?” I snapped in a venomous voice.

He looked confused as he looked from me to the party happening a few feet away. “What? What’s wrong with you?”

I tossed my hands up in the air, feeling so foolish for believing he would change so quickly. “What’s wrong with me?” I had to face the city below so the wind could wipe away my tears. “Will you ever fucking grow up, Han’some? If I was Fontana, I would keep Nyari away from you too. Is this what you call doing what it takes to get custody of her? Like, if you seriously think this is what our marriage is going to be like, then you can just take this fucking ring back right now.”

I slid the huge rock off my finger and launched it at his face. He barely had enough time to catch it. He tried to reach for me when I went marching past him, but I managed to slip from his grasp. “Just leave me alone. Do whatever you want to do, like you been doing. I don’t care anymore.”

I ignored him calling my name from behind me. I was on the verge of crying, and I refused to let him see it. I hated how short-lived this engagement was, but I wouldn’t be his fool just to accept a job opportunity.

Me:

Wassup? Wya?

Adora, can you please talk to me?

I felt like less of a man begging Koi to talk to me, but for her, I was willing to swallow my pride. I couldn’t even sleep last night because I couldn’t get her voice out of my head. I would never listen to Spec and Judea again because they were the reason I was in this predicament.