Beyoncé owns a multi million dollar club but it's only a front to launder dirty money. When she accidentally recruits a little into her empire she has to choose which life she wants.
( WATTPAD MY BOOK IS CLEAN AND FAKE!) ( I do not promote violence...
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BEYONCÉ KNOWLES Knowles Residence April 2016 ♡ ♡ ♡
"Good morning," Lauren rushed to get out when she saw me walk into the kitchen.
" No!" Cassie screamed at her; she wanted to be the first person to say, 'Good morning' every morning. She never won tho.
" Haha! Lo 10, Cassie 0," Lauren laughed in her face. " Lauren, stop!" Cassie yelled, now frustrated that she had lost. They are like five years old! " Grow up, maybe?" Rih said in a questioning tone. " your forehead is long shutup!" Cassie said, making them all laugh except for Rih. "at least I don't have a white ass name."
" Don't start that, and Lauren let her win at something, so she's not in a bad mood all day," I told them. Lauren sucked her teeth
" she's a loser!" Cassie gasped, "No, the hell I'm not. You're just a cheater!"
" What did I just say?" They looked at each other before quietly whispering insults to one another like I couldn't hear them anymore. I noticed Nicki alone behind the counter, holding the coffee pot in her hand, trying to reach for a mug. I walked up behind her and grabbed the cup she was trying to get. She kicked her foot backward, hitting my shin. It didn't hurt, but I was taken aback nonetheless
Tf? I gripped her ponytail and yanked her head backward, so she was looking up at me, " what is your problem?" I asked. She hissed, gripping my wrist, "Oww, let go!" I tightened my grip, pulling her head back more, her head rested just below my breast, and she gripped my leg, "Answer me!"
" I didn't ask for or want help!" She retorted, "Too bad. I didn't feel like watching your little leprechaun ass struggle to grab a cup,"
She glared up at me, "Let me go right now!" I laughed a little, "I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you better check yourself before you get hurt. Do you understand?" I asked, moving my face closer to hers. Her eyes traveled to my lips while she completely ignored my statement, I yanked her ponytail, and she cried out, "Do you understand?" I repeated. " oww yes!" her voice cracked. " yes, what?" I asked, enjoying the hold I had on her. She was slyly trying to pull my hand away from her head, but it wasn't going to work, and she and I both knew that.
" yes, Daddy," she gritted. I roughly released my grip on her hair, and she stumbled forward a little, holding the side of her neck. " give me this," I said, snatching the coffee pot off the counter before she could grab it again, "no stop!" she reached for it as I pulled it back and held it above my head "you don't get coffee!" She crossed her arms, " But I'm not little," I raised an eyebrow, " I don't care. Don't touch this again. You can get juice from the drink room,"
" You're so annoying!" She pushed the mug off the counter, but my quick reflexes caught it before it could hit the floor and shatter. " Strike 1, get to 3, and see what happens, onika!" I said sternly; she rolled her eyes at me, " I don't care!" This attitude came out of know where and I have no clue why it's towards me
