Breaking the Rules of Love 2

By Vaneecia

Aliyanah has had enough. She is more than fed up with the way that Bryson’s love does nothing more than leaves her in pieces. Finally at the end of her rope she decided that it’s time to do the one thing that she had been craving to do for years. Run.

With the help of those closest to her, Aliyanah hopes that she can make a clean break and get out of the mess she calls a marriage with Bryson with no more heartache. But us that even possible. Along for the ride is Ace. He is more than willing to go against his cousin if it means getting her out safely. But what will he have to sacrifice for it all to be all right.

In this final installment everything comes to a head and you’ll learn what happens when you continue to break the rules of love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Royalty Publishing House
• Release date: Sep 27, 2018
• ISBN: 9781648402920

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Aliyanah

Three Days Later

I couldn’t believe this shit. I was still chained up in the basement with my ribs killing me. Bryson came down three times a day to feed me, give me water, and run his mouth with some bullshit ass apology. Every time I saw his face, I wanted to slap the shit out of him. I swear if my hands weren’t chained, I would do just that, especially because of the way I was being kept. The only way I was able to tell how many days had passed was because of how many times he had been by to feed me. I was wondering why it seemed like no one was looking for me, but he had my phone, and I was sure that he had found some way to unlock it and contact everyone in it. The only thing that I was grateful for was that I was sure that Tati and Leandra were running the shop for me, or else I would be fucked.

I was glad for a lot of things, like the fact that I had my own business account that Bryson had no control or access to. I would be using it to hop on the first thing smoking when he finally unchained my ass. It sucked that I would be leaving behind everyone that I had grown to care about, especially Ace, but my safety was far too important. I would be damned if I gave Bryson the chance to kill me. Hell would have to freeze over twice before I stayed with his ass. I guess I had thought him up because Bryson walked into the basement and stopped in front of me. I saw a look that almost seemed like remorse pass across his face, but that couldn’t have been it, because if he had any type of remorse, his stupid ass would’ve at least gotten me a damn doctor to make sure that my ribs were set correctly and could heal. But no, he was too busy trying to aggravate the life out of me, and it was definitely working at this point. I just wanted one of us to be put out of our misery, and at this point, I would settle for it being me.

He pulled up the chair and sat in front of me, running his hand across his face like he was contemplating some shit. The only thing that he needed to contemplate was the divorce papers that I planned to serve him with as soon as fucking possible, because there wasn’t any way in this life or the next that I was about to be stuck with his ugly ass for a minute longer than I absolutely had to. Ali, you can’t leave me, he stated after sitting in silence for what seemed like forever.

Says who? I’m sitting here chained to a wall with a broken rib because YOU cheated. If I don’t leave you, I got to be one of the dumbest broads alive, and I won’t let you give me that title. And stop calling me Ali. I hate that bullshit, I spat.

I knew that I wasn’t in any position to talk shit, and that I should probably just say whatever he wanted me to say so that I could get the fuck out of here, but wasn’t any way in hell I was saying that shit. He could break the rest of my ribs before I got behind that shit. Call me stupid if you want, but he had taken enough from me in my opinion, and I wasn’t about to even let him think that he could take anything else. Aliyanah, she caught me off guard, but I should’ve stopped her, so I apologize. But you shouldn’t have left that club, and with Ace no less. You know how I feel about that shit, he tried to reason. Now I knew his abusive ass didn’t fix his mouth to try and justify his actions and tell me how he felt all with my hands chained above my head. Tuh, he better push the fuck on with that