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"Have you got the location?" I asked Dominique.

"Yeah, they're gettin' married in the local church. I don't think Zion wants something big to draw attention."

"Is she okay?" I met Dominique's gaze.

"She's copin' man."

"Coping? Is he hurting her?"

"Not as much. Not now that she's heavily pregnant." Dominique replied.

I felt my stomach churn with anger at the thought of Natasha being hurt. I knew that she was pregnant. And I knew that it could be my seed.

"Are you sure the place will be on lockdown? I wanna make sure nothing can go wrong. She needs to be safe."

"You can't have her back!" I looked up as Chris walked in. "She's a dirty snitch! She sold us out Jayceon! You taken too many pills or what?!"

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled. "She's comin' back here!"

"Man I gotta go," Dominique bro hugged me. "We'll get her back, okay? Just keep it calm."

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Everything was planned. Everything had been bought. Zion hadn't hit me, or burnt me in places that could be seen.

I sat in Zion's room, my hands in my lap and my head down. I wasn't ready for that. I didn't want to be married to him. I didn't want anything to do with him.

"Change ya face." I looked up to see Zion. "I'm tired of seeing you upset. Get over yourself."

I held myself together.

"On ya knees."

I fell to my knees infront of him, my hands on my ever growing bump. I felt his course finger tuck under my chin as he made me look up at him.

"Are you ready for tomorrow?"

I nodded my head, even though I would never be ready to be his wife.

"Good girl," He ran his hand through my hair before tightening his grip. "Open your mouth."

I stayed perfectly still, I didn't want any part of him to touch me.

"Are ya fucking deaf?! Open your mouth!"

I held my tongue and stayed silent.

I felt a sharp pain in my cheek as he slapped me, his hand gripped my face and he pulled me to my feet. He slammed me against the wall, fury clouding my eyes, as he punched me in the mouth.

The copper taste of blood made me feel sick.

"Zion!"

Relief flooded over me as Dominique walked in. He grabbed my fiancé and pulled him away.

"You don't want her marked before the wedding do you?"

Zion composed himself and walked out. Dominique walked over and lifted my chin gently, "You're okay baby girl, okay? You'll be safe soon. Now get your rest, the quicker you're asleep the quicker tomorrow will come."

I nodded, but I didn't want tomorrow to come.