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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ONIKA'S POV Palm Springs Same time ♡ ♡ ♡
" I don't know how to say this," I said with a deep sigh. She nodded, " You can talk to me about anything, I promise I won't get mad."
I nodded. " Ok .. well I feel like we fought because we don't understand each other. You're a great daddy but I want more freedom."
She hummed, " Freedom? do you feel trapped?"
Do I?? " in some ways yes, I don't mind being with you a lot but I want to be able to go out and do things on my own. I have a license, I want to drive a car and sometimes being home all day gets boring I want to get a job an-"
" You're not getting a job." She cut me off, I huffed, " Why can't I get a job? I don't want to live off of you Beyoncé."
" I want to provide for you, I feel like it's my job after everything that happened. I want you to feel like a queen, you don't need to work for anything."
" and what if this doesn't work out?" I asked. " What do you mean? You don't just get to leave."
" You don't get to hold me captive either."
" I don't want to hold you captive but what else is really out there? Do you want to live somewhere else? Do you want to break up?"
" You never even asked me to be your girlfriend Bey! I don't even know what we are besides you being my caregiver."
" If you want me to ask you so bad then I'll ask. Will you be my girlfriend?" I scrunched up my face, " No!"
" Then what was the point of me asking you? I love you, You love me we work. So what do you mean no?"
I don't know if this is Stockholm syndrome or love... I know I feel something strong for Beyoncé but I needed more time to figure that out. Yes, I want her to ask me but it needs to be special and not right now. " It has to be romantic,"
" Onika this isn't a proposal," She said, " So you wouldn't marry me is what you're saying?" I raised an eyebrow
"hmm honestly... I would probably marry you but right now? No, because you don't even want to be my girlfriend."
" I do, I just want to be 100% sure that this is love," I mumbled. She sat up and looked at me, " And what if it's not?"
" I don't know," I said quietly. " Would you get rid of me?"
" No, I don't get rid of my girls, this is death do us part." She was so serious
" I forgot that you kidnapped me." I laughed a little
" I didn't kidnap you, If I let you go back they would've killed you."
" You make me seem so weak," I sighed, " You're not weak, vulnerable yes not weak."
