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 The mall Later that day ♡ ♡ ♡
" Daddy bubble!" Nika squealed, running through the mall seeing the bubbles in the air from the toy stand. I groaned lowly. Watching her was a full-time job! " Yes, nika bubble, come here, though," I said, and she stopped running
The mall was practically closed now. Most stores had the gates down, but some stands were still cleaning up. I was thankful that there weren't many people or I would have to hold her hand.
" A SNACK!" She yelled, running to the vending machine. " Nic, you had a lot of candy. Baby, let's eat some real food so your tummy won't hurt." I said. She looked at me and instantly dropped to the floor. here we fucking go
" get up!" I said, walking up to her. she crossed her arms, and tears fell down her face. She's so dramatic, I thought. " Do you want chicken nuggets and fruit at home?" I asked, wiping her tears
" No No No fishies!" she cried out. " Ok, if you get off the floor and stop crying, I'll get you fishies,"
She whined loudly, looking away. " Do you want a timeout when we get home instead?"
" NOO!" she screamed, shaking her head frantically. People looked our way, and I gave them a dirty look making them look away quickly
" Onika, get off that floor and stop screaming!" my mother told her, but Nicki only kicked her feet, screaming. I bent down to pick her up, but mama stopped me. " No, she needs to follow directions ."
I sighed deeply, not in the mood to deal with her acting up in the middle of the mall, but I wasn't sure about my mom handling her. My mother knelt down to nika, " Stand up now, or we're going in that bathroom."
Nika cried again, falling back, "I'll buy her a snack," I said, pulling out my wallet, " No! You're teaching her that this is ok and it's not." Mama said, lifting nika up. " She's just fussy and tired. I'll get her a sn-"
" What did I just say?" My mother snapped at me, " This is not ok!" she looked down at onika, who was stomping her feet and crying, trying to get away, " Want fishies!" She whined
" Is that how you act? When you can't have something, you don't throw a fit!" My mother scolded, " Ask nicely, and you'll get fishies."
" WANT FISHIES!" she screamed, slapping my mother's hand off of her. My eyes widened, and I tried to step in, but my mother had already grabbed Nicki, taking her to the bathroom. Nicki always listened to her, so I was confused as to where that boldness came from. That mindset of " Gigi doesn't get me in trouble" will be gone after they come out for sure
I rubbed my temples. I knew my mother wouldn't hurt her, and maybe her dealing with Nicki was necessary, but I had already punished her this week, and I didn't want to punish her again," Robyn's being rude!" Hazel complained. I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders, " y'all are grown handle your own shit."
