Chapter 5

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Beyoncé's POV
Warehouse
December 7

"Ok so when am I getting that shipment from Cuba?" I asked one of my boys as I walked through the warehouse.

"It's coming tonight, by the east drop area." He explained whilst weighing some cocaine and distributing it.

"Ok cool, where's Wayne? Did he come by today?" He shook his head and I said goodbye before walking away.

I walked towards my office which was locked away in the back of the warehouse.

The second I sat down, I got on the phone with Wayne.

"I need a favour."

"What is it, bumblebee?"

"I need you to follow that Meek nigga. Word is that he's still selling in my territory so I need him to be followed for the rest of the day. Then I need a solid report on everything that he does." I explained whilst signing some paperwork for the Cuban drop.

"Yeah cool, I can do that. Send me like two of your men so I can finish picking up the new firearms and then I can go." He requested and I immediately agreed before he got off the phone with me.

I spent the rest of my day sorting out drops for the next month and helping my top boys with weighing and assigning new roles. All my newer boys were handled by my different line managers, so I didn't have to talk to them. They just got orders from me and followed.

When I left the warehouse, I went straight to Ciara's house. She was a friend I made years ago when I first started working in New York.

"Cici, I'm hungry." I whined whilst laying across her couch. She appeared from the kitchen with a bowl of rice with some stew on the side.

The second the plate hit the coffee table, I devoured the food. Ciara and Kelly always cooked for me when I needed food. Like my personal chefs.

I had a personal chef in Houston but she only worked on some days.

"How do you feed yourself when Kels and I don't feed you?" She jokingly asked whilst sitting next to me.

"Mary cooks for me, sometimes."

"Girl, you need to learn how to cook. I will personally book you a trainer." She suggested.

"I'm too gangster to cook."

"Beyoncé, please be serious." She bursted out laughing at me.

"I'm too busy doing drops and pulling triggers to cook for myself. That's why I have friends."

"Gianna used to cook so much for you. She made you so fat and chunky." She reminisced.

"She loved cooking for me, more than I loved eating." I chuckled remembering how eager she'd be to feed me.

We both smiled remembering her. Every time I thought about her, I thought of our happy memories. Like when she first told me she was pregnant.

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"Kelly, why are you here?" I joked whilst entering my house. Kelly was sat on my couch talking to Gianna.

"Shut up, dumbo." She rolled her eyes and I fake bucked at her.

"Welcome back home, baby." Gianna pulled me into a kiss. "I have a present for you."

"Does that explain why I just saw a bunch of men leaving my house two seconds ago?" She nodded and kept a smile on her face.

"It's time for me to go get another glass of wine." Kelly stood from her seat and went to the kitchen. But not before kissing Gianna on the cheek and muttering 'good luck'.

I side eyed her and sat next to Gianna. She hopped in my lap and start kissing me.

"I missed you so much when you were gone." She pecked my lips lovingly.

"I bet you did." I wrapped my arms around her waist. "Now, what's this present you had for me?"

"Come upstairs." She got out of my lap and held her hand out for me. I took a hold of it and she dragged me up to our room.

"We can't have sex while Kelly is here, Gia." I said, assuming that's what she wanted.

"Get your mind out of the gutter, Bey. I actually have a present for you." She rolled her eyes, causing me to smack her butt.

"Don't be rolling your eyes at me." I warned and she just giggled.

"Ok, so sit on the bed." She guided and left me to get a box out of our closet. She came back and placed it on my lap.

"Open it." I skeptically opened it and there sat two tests, with some packaging paper around them.

"What are these?" I asked.

"Read them, Bey." I looked at them again and noticed that both of them had two lines on them. Then I looked at the card next to it.

"Congrats, you're going to be a mama." I slowly read out loud before looking up at her. My mouth hung ajar as I felt tears brimming my eyes. "You're not pregnant."

"I'm 7 weeks pregnant, Bey." She rubbed her stomach before I stood up and picked her up. I spun her around whilst peppering her face with kisses.

Then I immediately put her down, remembering she was pregnant. "Wait, sorry."

"Relax, that won't affect the baby. Are you happy?" She asked whilst holding my cheeks between her hands.

"Of course I'm happy. We're having a baby." I shouted whilst kissing her passionately. She slipped her tongue in my mouth and we fought for dominance. I let her win on the sly because I was too happy.

"I love you so much, Gianna." I hugged her tight.

Two seconds later, Kelly walked in with a huge smile on her face.

"You knew?"

"Duh." She joked before hugging me then hugging Gianna. "I'm so happy for you guys."

* * *

Once I wiped the smile off my face, I realised my phone was vibrating and I took it out of my pocket. It was Wayne.

"What's up, Tune?" I asked whilst placing my phone on loud speaker.

"I have some more information on Meek, BK."

"And that is?" I ate another spoonful of rice.

"This nigga got a whole family. 3 kids and a girl." He revealed and I stopped eating.

"What do you mean?" I was pretty sure his girl was Nicki and his child was Nicki's child, I didn't know he actually had any other children.

"As in, he's hiding his new girl and child away from his first baby mama. His other family lives on the other side of New York so both his baby mamas don't cross paths." Wayne explained.

"He grimey, imma really handle him when the time comes. What else did you find out?" I changed the topic.

"I'll send you what his schedule looked like today and I'll have some of your boys watch him for the whole week so you find a good time to get him."

"I don't need a time to get him, I'll catch him when I feel like it." I commented. "Thank you so much, Tune. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"No problem, BK. Keep an eye on your messages." We said our goodbyes before he hung up.

"Oh that's that guy that you were talking to at Exotic?" I nodded before taking my last bite of rice.

"Yup." I mumbled before getting up to put my dish away. I stayed the night over at Ciara's before going to my New York apartment.

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It always makes me laugh when people make jokes about Beyoncé's bad cooking😭😭cuz wdym she almost burned a house down?!

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