Imagines (Beyonce x y/n)

Daddies Girls 4

I was beginning to regret even agreeing to having that man in my house

Why do I have to wear a shirt because my wife had her father over I want to walk around my house freely

It doesn't makes sense and also curse having a mother who's professional career is being a family therapist

She talked me into this mess

Got his ass on my good couch babbling to my angel as if she isn't 2 years old

And where was beyonce leaving my daughter unsupervised with him

Yes I was watching from afar over the rail upstairs

Why wasn't she doing what I told her lil self to do like you suppose to be my mini me

"Baby?"

"What"

"She's not in danger give them space"

"Hell if she was in danger? She good with my eye's on her" I glanced back at her "why you up here?"

"Are you mad at me?" I should be she has me wearing clothes in my house but maybe amora might get scrooge to change his ways

"No I'm not" why was he petting my child like a puppy

A grin crept it way to my face when she slapped him shaking her head

"I have to show you something"

"Can it wait?"

"Y/n"

"bey it can wait" I looked her way she frowned and sigh nodded walking away

I watch as Solange come through the front door amora forget about the guy running to her

There was a few things mora didn't play about

Her papa, mama, food and her aunty soso don't even make her aunt say ouch she'll be on your ass

My phone vibrate in my shorts it was a message from my mom

'go to your wife bad seed...'

I'm the only seed that finished the race she's disrespectful

I tried calling her phone her declining both times

I knew Solange was gonna keep my angel safe so I went looking for bey

Tell me why I saw my mama on FaceTime with this girl

"Y'all having a session or sum?"

"Why it took your ass 3 minutes to walk 2 doors away"

"How you know where I'm at"

"Asking all the wrong questions, when your wife tells you she needs you, you go running, I don't care if your father is on his death bed"

your relatives should not be your therapist I swear she tells this lady everything no matter the time of day

"What did you have to say baby"

"I don't want to say it anymore" she pouted with her eyes glossing over

"Communication Giselle" mom called out bey muted her video

"That's rude love tell me what's up " I held her in my arms

She was my sensitive baby I deal with her

"I'm pregnant that's all I wanted to check the test with you and you yelled at me"

"I didn't yet ma I was just watching mora how you gonna make my angel big sister"

"I didn't get me pregnant no?"

"You right, why you letting me nut in you"

"We make cute babies why wouldn't I"

"How far along"

"Just 11 weeks"

"You so spoiled you know" I said pecking her lips "got my mama on the line and everything"

"Because you were mad at me"

"I said I wasn't"

"You were lying to make me feel better"

"I'm sorry ma but I'm not mad" she crawled under my shirt laying her head on my chest

"Did solo come over? she said she was coming"

"Yeah she with angel"

"Good" she popped up picking up her phone telling mama she'll call her back

"Why's that"

"I want my dick she can watch her niece for a few hours"

"Hours? Your father down there"

"Since when did you care about that"

If she wants her father to hear how things run at this house then be my guest

"This why I married your dysfunctional ass"

Here we go I'm aiming for twins this round