Life's not fair. But we end up where God wanted us to be.
Megan was a celebrity property dealer and one day at one of her friend's parties, she met Beyoncé. Beyoncé is a music artist and producer who took a liking to Megan immediately. They immediat...
(I want it to be clear that I don't fuck with Nicki, but for the purpose of this book I will deal with Onigga) Megan's POV Two Days Later Outside Her House
"Yo Bey get the fuck back in your car. You ain't got shit to say to Megan. You said what you said when you fucked that bitch 'cause Megan ain't give it up." Cardi said as she stood in front of me as I stood in my door frame watching this whole situation unfold. I felt the tears start to boil back up for the first time in two days. She hurt me. Bad.
"Cardi this ain't got nothing to do with you, you need to stay in your place and let me talk to Megan!" She yelled and now I'm mad cause who the fuck she yelling at. Before I could check her Nicki, ran from the side of the house and jumped on Bey, and started beating her ass. Bey hit Nicki and that set Cardi off and she ran up and started getting her licks in on Bey. A small portion of me wants to break it up but she deserves it.
Like I could understand you fucking another bitch because you needed to but to brag about the shit in my face and send me VIDEOS and PICTURES, oh that's low down. And from here on out don't know who Bey is.
With all three of them getting equal licks out of nowhere Diamonte jumped out of the car and drug Cardi and Nicki off of Bey and helped Bey to the car. From what I could see she had a busted lip, and both of her eyes were blackened. I don't care, I'm glad they beat her ass. She deserved it. I walked Cardi and Nicki back in the house and got out two packs of peas for them to ice their knuckles since that was the only thing that I could visibly see that was wrong with them. And this right here is why they my ride or dies.
All in all, it's fuck Beyonce and fuck love.
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Three Years Later Beyonce's POV
"Ms. Knowles, she sent the flowers back once again, this flower shop is getting tired of us wasting their flowers." My assistant told me. Once again. As she has told me every day for the past two years. I let her cool off for a month so she could have her time to be mad but then I started to miss her, so I started trying to get in her good graces.
Every time I send a gift, flowers, food, snacks, or money, it doesn't matter, she sends it back. Losing her is taking a lot out of me and making it hard for me to operate. She won't even let me explain and every time I do see her, she's with Nicki and Cardi and I'm not trying to get my ass beat again. Now don't get me wrong I could easily floor they asses, but then Megan most definitely won't talk to me. I just want my baby back. If I could take back that night I would, I would take back everything about it from the time Megan left my house to the time Jayda texted me.
I was knocked out of my thoughts by Di barging into my office before I could cuss her out she shoved her phone in my face. "I hate to tell you but you have been forgotten." I look at what's on her screen and the first thing I saw is a paused music video. I grab the phone and look at Di confused.
"What you showing me?"
"Did you know she could rap?" My jaw dropped and I shook my head no. I know damn well she ain't diss me in a song.
"Well she can and she's damn good too. But that's not what I came to show you, I came to show you this music video she did with DeMario."
"DeMario as in Moneybagg yo?" I asked for clarification.
"Nah bitch, fucking Sabrina. YES HIM STUPID! Just watch the damn video." I rolled my eyes and clicked play.
By the time I finished watching the video I was steaming. In anger and in overstimulation. Anger because she's out here parading around her body in front of this nigga and he probably fucking her which added fuel to my fire. And overstimulation because she looks so fucking good. Her body filled out more in all the right places and I she couldn't look any more appealing.
"Girl and I know what you thinking so let me gone and confirm it." She took her phone and went to Megan's Instagram and pulled up pictures of her and the nigga hugged up with once again all of her ass cheeks out.
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"By now I'm sure you ready to go get your girl and I'll be happy to supply you with the address." I immediately jumped at the thought of being back in her presence.
"She lives in LA, Solar Drive Street. I'll text you the rest of the directions once you get in Cali." I hopped up and kisses her all over her big ass forehead. "THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU BITCH!"
She laughed and pushed me off her and went to her room. I started speed packing a bag and ran out to my car excitedly. I got in and sped off down the street on my way to my private jet. My phone pinged with a text from Di and i grabbed my phone and read it.
Omniscient POV
Unknown to Beyonce when she put her head down to look at her phone, she was no longer looking at the road and just then an 18-wheeler freight truck ran into her car making it fly up in the air and slam down on the ground knocking Beyonce unconscious and trapping her inside the Lambo.
