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Kelly sat on a bench in the middle of The Presidents park staring ahead as she waited for her friend to arrive.

"Kelendria.." the raven haired woman greeted as she sat down next to her placing her purse on the side of her. Kelly studied her as she came into her vision trying to keep her emotions to herself, looking at her freshly pressed hair. "Michelle." She said running her hair through her dark brown locks before placing her arm on the back of the bench and leaning her head onto her palm staring at the woman.

"Why would you tell Beyonce about Ciara?" She asked in a soft tone, careful to not stress out the woman next to her.

She let out a sigh fidgeting with her fingers as she often did when she felt caught. "I swear I didn't want to but you know how she is! You were ignoring her and she hadn't seen you around the White House in a minute so she got worried and called a private investigator.." she spilled. Probably too much information she assumed since Beyonce never fully told her where the information came from. She didn't say anything, just let her keep talking. "She's also been moping around and has been a real bitch lately so I figured her seeing you once couldn't hurt, at least to ease her mind.." she trailed off. Kelly was annoyed. Annoyed that her privacy was always invaded, annoyed that she cared that Beyonce was once again affected by her actions, and annoyed that she already knew this was the beginning of the end with Ciara. Their peace was disrupted and the way she felt about Bey would never falter so she may as well end it now. Kelly huffed straightening herself up smoothing out any wrinkles in her slacks.

"That's not my problem Chelle. You are my friend, when she acts like this I need you to protect me and my peace as well. Also I should start suin yall niggas for stalking me!" She said furrowing her eyebrows and crossing her arms. "Me and Beyonce need to stop and you have told us numerous of times so stand on it."

"I'm sorry but I am also a friend of the country and if you being around makes Beyoncé operate at her best then it is my duty to keep it that way. I love you though Kelly. You guys love each other so what is the harm? As long as y'all keep it on the downlow and you continue to let her know that she has to remain in her position of power y'all are good." She shrugged causing Kelly to scoff beginning to grab her bag and stand up. "Well I guess I have no choice but to continue to get my feelings played with huh? Thank you again for that wake up call Michelle." She said sarcastically with a tight lipped smile tilting her head. "I will see both of you later at the dinner for the celebration of our new senate Mr.Ealy." She said putting her hand out for Michelle to shake.

Michelle shook her head, stood up and pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry again Kelly Belly. I'll come over after the dinner and make it up to you." Kelly nodded before walking away struggling to keep her head held high as she thought about the back and forth between her and the blonde. Was all of this worth it? Who knew that helping with a stupid campaign would put her into a situation where she is going against her morals and sleeping with a married president.. she never knew she would become a black Monica Lewinsky but look at her now. Her parents would definitely be disappointed, although that thought humored the woman causing her to chuckle out loud lowly.

She made her way to her office trying to tie up some loose ends before she had to get ready for dinner. She knew it was a bad idea to go considering Shawn Carter hated her. Rightfully so. But she did love rubbing it in his face how his wife lit up when she saw her. She had to go regardless considering she was representing Mr. Ealy to make sure nothing unclean came up with his new position of power. He also had a little crush on her so he was begging her to be there with him.

"Good afternoon y'all." She said greeting her staff as she walked in seeing them all at the table already discussing the specifics of his case. They greeted her back briefly before Victoria and Lance walked over to her with grins on their faces. She gave them a smirk wondering what the two were looking at her like that for before she walked into her separate office, setting her bag down and leaning on her table with her arms balancing her, palms pressing firmly against her desk. "What do you guys want?" She asked watching as they shoved each other to try to beat the other inside.

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