Nicki is thrilled to land a job as a nanny for a wealthy, recently divorced mother of two. The pay is amazing, and the kids are angels. The only problem is their mother, Beyoncé. She's uptight, controlling, and impossible to please. The worst part...
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When Nicki arrived at Beyoncé's house the sun was already setting behind her in a blaze of pink, she unlocked the front door and headed inside. The twins were due back from their father's that evening and Beyoncé had asked her to come by to help prepare them for the week ahead. Nicki walked down the hall searching for a sign of their whereabouts but the house was far too quite.
Beyoncé?
She heard a clatter in the kitchen and a moment later Beyoncé came out into the hall drying her hands with a dishtowel. She wore an elegant blue dress that made her hazel eyes look greener in the low light. She was dressed much too nicely for a night in with the twins. Nicki couldn't help but stare.
Wow, are you going somewhere?
Not exactly, I just need a minute. Why don't you wait for me in the lounge.
Are the twins back? Is there anything you need me to do?
Beyoncé put her hands on her hips. What I need is for you to go wait in the lounge.
Nicki frowned. OK.
She went into the lounge and sat down, wondering what was causing this strange behavior. After a few minutes that seemed to stretch out forever Beyoncé appeared.
Is everything OK? Where are the twins?
At their fathers. Beyoncé sat down next to her. I asked him to keep them for one more night. I don't like asking Shawn for favours but this is important.
What's going on? Nicki was starting to worry.
Beyoncé folded her hands in her lap. I've been thinking about the other night, about you and me, about us. It made me realise something. You need more from me than what I've been giving you. More than to be my possession. She held up her hand cutting off Nicki's protest. There was truth to what you said, I've gotten so carried away with this game we've been playing and it's made me careless. I need you to know that you're more to me than a play thing. I want to show you that when I say you're mine it goes so much deeper than anything physical. I want you to feel just how much you mean to me, so tonight I'm going to cater to you. I can't take you out on a date but I'm going to give you the closest thing. We're going to have dinner together, just the two of us here. Her voice dropped low. And after dinner I'm going to show you the height of intimacy that comes with complete surrender.
Beyoncé . Nicki's stomach fluttered. That sounds perfect.
Beyoncé clasped her hands together. Now, I've just finished making dinner so why don't you have a seat in the dining room and i'll bring it out.
Nicki practically floated into the dining room, Beyoncé's words playing in her mind, and sat down at the table. It was already set, not with the dinnerware they used everyday but with fine china, sparkling silver cutlery and intricately folded white napkins. An arrangement of flowers sat in the center of the table. Beyoncé entered the room carrying two plates and set them down on the table.
