Beyoncé has spent almost ten years in a marriage with her high school sweetheart. At 26, she meets Shawn Carter, who makes her feel things she hasn't felt in years. Battling between comfort and lust, she has to decide what's best for her.
"Hey..." she replied, before hesitantly stepping into the room.
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She looked around the room and chuckled. "Nice room. Why'd you go all out?"
"Oh you think it's for you?" He smirked, immediately causing her to frown.
"Chill out. I'm staying down here for a while until the team finishes their PR."
She nodded nonchalantly, but inside she was secretly happy he wasn't down here with that girl she saw him texting. If that was the case she would've left immediately.
"Whatever. Why'd you ask me to come?"
"To talk to you. You not gonna sit down?" He sat on the edge of his king bed. Looking at him had her feeling a way already, so she already knew that probably wasn't a good idea. She kept her position near the mini bar.
"I'm good. You're full of shit though Carter! I tried to call you all week, even at the game, and you brushed me off every time. Now you beg me to come here to talk to you."
"I needed time Bey. I mean you practically say you don't see a future with me, make it a point to tell all your friends that, but I'm not supposed to feel a way? Fuck outta here."
"Jay divorce isn't overnight, no matter how much I want it to be! I can't just leave my husband regardless of how I feel about you. We have businesses and properties together. That shit just doesn't go away at the drop of a dime. I mean I've practically been with him my whole life." She didn't know how many times she could tell him the same thing.
"So you afraid to drop this nigga over some businesses?"He sarcastically laughed then shook his head. "I got a girl who'd drop everything to come be with me but I'm here chasing your ass."
Her heart dropped as he said that and she felt herself becoming even more jealous. "You couldn't wait to go fuck someone else, huh? You know what, I don't even know why I came here." Beyoncé sighed. Grabbing her bag and starting towards the door.
Jay grabbed her arm just as she walked by him, pulling her so that they were closer than ever.
"Wait no I didn't mean that."
"Jay just say whatever you need to say so I can go. I'm tired of playing this game with you when-" she started before he cut her off.
"I love you."
"What?"
"Damn it... I love you Beyoncé. Okay? And despite everything, I can't let you go. I want you, all of you." Jay sighed and ran his hands over his head. "That's why I get so mad when you make all the excuses in the world. I'd drop anything for you yet you'd never do the same."
Beyoncé felt even worse knowing that's what he thought, when it couldn't be further from the truth. "Jay I want you too. I promise I do. They're almost done with finalizing the papers, but I'll make sure she gets them out." She managed to get out, referring to the divorce lawyer she had been in contact with during the last few months. She had been slow with the process, just to ensure Lebron wouldn't get suspicious, but she knew she had to get the ball rolling before she lost everything.
