Note: Onika is 26 here and Beyoncé is 21.
Warnings: Mdlg content, brief mentions of rape and abuse.
Please don't force urself to read it if u truly can't handle it. Rather you can go check out some of my other books ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡
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"It's alright you can go home now Jasmine." The woman in her early thirties dressed in a black colored women's suit addresses her assistant who smiled a grateful smile looking towards the clock above her boss's desk.
It was almost 1am in the morning and she needed to get back home to her kids before the rain started, "Thank you ma'am."
She wanted to tell her boss of the late time and remind her to go home soon but knew better than to question her boss on her sleeping.. or eating habits, especially after the tongue lashing she'd gotten her third week of working at Maraj enterprises two years ago.
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Onika stood up from her desk just after the click of the door was heard, walking over to her floor to ceiling window which over looked all of New York City.
The city lights reflected in her eyes, a reminder that the city never slept.. almost like her.
She could be working non-stop for a full twenty four hours with nothing in her system but a coffee.
She knew her eating and sleeping habits were terrible hence the mattress that laid on the side of her office.
She was sure that if she didn't do her work efficiently and on time then no one else in the building would.
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It was almost thirty minutes later when Onika had finally decided to head back home- maybe even take a day off as well.
She'd been having a terrible migraine all day but was way too stubborn to admit she needed the rest, even the pain killers she took earlier did absolutely nothing to alleviate the pain.
It had started drizzling already, so she made sure to pick up her umbrella and then grab her office bag.
The drive back home was quiet and melancholic, the soft sounds of Whitney Houston playing out into the cold air in her car.
Onika couldn't help but spend this time thinking.. thinking of where she'd be if she'd followed her passion and not what was expected of her...
Her brother wasn't fit to take over the company with him being a crack head and all. Obviously Robert wouldn't want him to drag the family's name in the mud. So Onika just had to do it.. although she didn't want to.
Sighing out a little breath Onika hadn't been paying attention to the road as she'd seen herself nearly crash into someone who had just been standing in the middle of the street.
Swerving her car to the side in rushed panic, she manages to avoid hitting the person and not damage her car as well.
"Are you fucking crazy?! The fuck are you doing in the middle of the road?? Do you want to die or something or worse get me killed?!" Onika screams out at the person getting down from her car but is only met with whimpers instead of an actual answer.
Running her fingers through her hair in both tiredness and frustration Onika now realizes how wet she is and so is the... woman?
Taking a good look at the lady she notices how drenched she is but couldn't really see her face well as her long blonde hair had covered her face.
Looking down at the woman she notices her clothes did not look the best and she was completely barefoot, "Uhmm do you have uh any where to .. go? It's quite late and it's raining."
