Beyoncé Knowles is a 40 year old billionaire entrepreneur who is very savvy when it comes to the business industry. However, she's found that it is hard to find a woman who is there for her and not her money. She wants love but she also values her p...
It was 7:44 p.m. I had come in to my office at 7:00 a.m. My shoes were now kicked off and I had a slight headache as I answered my desk phone for the thousandth time today.
"Knowles' Partners." I massaged my temples as I listened to yet another complaint from a big investor. God, I thought once my name and company was established the people I had hired to handle these issues would do their jobs. I had risen to fame as a top 10 broker and investor in the world and it still felt like I was a low level employee. Despite my disdain, I continued listening and sighed heavily as I thought of a solution to the problem.
"Mr. Hightower, I assure you that we invested into that product in good faith. Everything is under control. In fact, I'll run the numbers myself right now. There has to be some misunderstanding." I reassured one of my biggest clients as I logged back into my system.
While logging into the system, my eyes glanced at the bottom of the screen.
7:52 p.m.
I sighed. I had a date with Nia tonight at 8:30 p.m. and I knew for sure I wouldn't be out of here in time. I swiftly opened my phone and sent her a text that we would have to push the date back to 9:00 p.m. I knew I wouldn't hear the end of it but oh well.
I looked over the numbers for my client and we discussed them together to ease his concerns.
"I told you that everything was under control Mr. Hightower. Everyone here at Knowles' Partners has your best interest at heart, I assure you."
Once my client was good and coddled, I checked the time again.
8:37 P.m.
I then quickly hung up the phone throwing all my essentials into my briefcase as I bolted out of the door.
"I can still make it." I mumbled to myself calculating the time it would take to get to the restaurant. We had missed the reservation but that wasn't a concern due to my high profile status.
9:10 p.m.
I sat across from Nia as she angrily sipped on her wine.
"Nia I apologized 5 times. Can we please enjoy our dinner now?" I looked at her in desperation.
She huffed as she sat the glass down and poised herself.
"Enjoy the dinner?" She laughed sarcastically. "You missed our reservation and had me here looking crazy for 30 minutes and then you forgot my flowers. You always bring me flowers. How can I just enjoy the dinner now Beyoncé?" She whisper yelled as to not bring attention to us. One thing about Nia, she was all about her image.
I breathed in before responding. "Nia.. I texted you about the reservation so why would you then still come at 8:30?...Also I'm sorry about your flowers okay? There was a really important client that needed me." I grabbed her hand softly.
She rolled her eyes before she seemingly gave in and sighed. "I suppose you can make it up to me later."
I smiled at her in relief as the waitress approached our table at what seemed like the perfect time.
11:00 p.m.
"Nia.... I was just making conversation, okay?" I defended myself against the constant jealousy and accusations as I took my coat off while entering her home.
"It's not just conversation Beyonce. We have an image to uphold. This entire city knows I'm your woman and that is NOT appropriate." She lectured me.
I sighed in annoyance for the 100th time today.
"We're too old for this." I responded simply.
She laughed as she looked at me like I was crazy. "You're right. We are much too old for your eyes to be on a 20 year old's ass."
My head immediately shot up, now heavily interested in the conversation. "My eyes were not on her ass.." I began to explain before stopping myself. "I don't even know why I continue to deal with this....It isn't working."
She looked at me concerned, her confidence leaving before she challenged me. "Have you forgotten who I am? Who you are? You need me. See i'm not like the fast young girls out here that need your money. I'm the daughter of your biggest client. You need mine!" Her harshness pierced through her words.
Our eyes met for what seemed like an extended period of time. I contemplated getting her together but honestly, it wasn't even worth it. I had a long day at work, my head was pounding, and I was tired. My only battle tonight would be what soap to use for my bubble bath.
"I'm not doing this tonight..I'm going home. Goodnight Nia." I forced out. I could hear her still arguing before I shut the door in her face.
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Beyoncé Knowles, 40
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Onika Maraj, 29
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Nia Long, 41
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