"You're the love of my life." Beyoncé sung against her wife lips.
Now, newlyweds Lotus and Beyoncé explore marriage through trails and tribulations.
Will Lotus and Beyoncé survive marriage?
ꨄ Sequel to Six Inch!
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SEVEN BREEDLOVE THE KNOWLES RESIDENCE 1:30 PM - SUNDAY
Giselle held a smirk on her face, "You guys know what to do, meet me here at 9."
Seven hung up the phone looking up at Lotus and Mario. Mario ran his fingers over his beard as Lotus cracked her knuckles.
"Get ready, we leave in the next ten." Seven instructed. Lotus and Seven ascended the stairs while Mario stayed downstairs changing himself.
Seven heels clanked as she descended the stairs. Lotus stood at the bottom of the stairs looking up at Seven.
"A dress Sev?" Lotus laughed.
"I gotta be fly for this bitch funeral." Seven admitted, "Is Mario ready?"
Mario stepped from behind the stairs fixing his suit jacket, "Always."
"One last ride." Lotus smiled.
"One last ride." Seven and Mario said as they pushed their shades on their face.
"You two be careful." Mario said as he lit a cigarette, "I don't know what I'd do if I lost you two."
"Is he getting all mushy on us?" Lotus asked chuckling as she looked at her best friend.
"I think he is." Seven said hitting Mario with her clutch, "Be a man."
"I am." Mario said as he pulled from his cancer stick, "I just don't want to lose you two again.. okay?"
"Yeah." Lotus nodded, "I'll be fine, you know that."
"Right, plus you know I'm pretty hard to kill." Seven wiggled her eyebrows at her boyfriend.
Exiting the house the trio went their separate ways getting into their own black SUV's.
Seven grabbed her pistol off the seat as she rode in silence. She prayed over herself and the others as she checked the chamber of the pistol.
A rush of excitement lingered through Seven veins. She was eager to do her job, a job she missed dearly. Yet, she was even more excited to finish the job for her eldest friend. She knew it was her who needed to end this mission.
Seeing Dana fall to her death would be the only relief Seven needed. Her mission wasn't done until that exact thing happened.
"May God protect us." Seven said as the truck halted. Exiting the truck Seven strutted down the driveway.
She took the safety off the pistol as she knocked on the door of the lovely small home. An older woman opened the door.
"How can I hel-" She attempted to asks she looked at the gun in Seven's hand.
"Diana Lyon, mother of Dana Lyon?" Seven asked.
"Yes who are-"
Seven cut her off as she aimed her pistol. Applying five pounds of pressure a bullet went between her eyebrows. Her mother body hit the ground quickly. Seven stepped over the dead body moving further inside the house.
