In the name of Love

Chaper 4

Beys pov
May 1st
Knowles company

"Ok now after my meeting tomorrow can you schedule a shoot with the models?"

"Yes ma'am I can, what time?" Jasmine asked as she began to type everything I said down.

"I'm going to say three", I said trying to figure out what time my meeting should end.

"Yes ma'am, and what about Onika. Is she doing the shoot?"

"Yes, by the time I get done with my meeting all the girls should have started, this magazine has a deadline."

"Yes ma'am I will get it all setup for you" Jasmine said as she started to walk away.

"Thank you jasmine" I yelled after her. I walked back up to my office to see Nicki sitting on my couch texting.

I shook my head and snatched her phone out her hand making my way to my desk.

"What the fuck Beyoncé!"

"Watch your mouth Onika and I'm not going to tell you again."

"I do watch my my mouth cause all it does is run."

I giggled at her joke as I looked over my now clean.

"You work fast nicki", I said admiring her work.

"They say I can do a lot of things fast" she said winking at me. This girl I tell you the truth.

"Oh really and what excuse do you have since you got your phone took?"

"Look I'm not no little kid in school, you can't be taking my phone like that."

"But you were texting on the job, and sitting you can't do that nicki."

"If I want to I can , now give it back bey bey." I slid her phone in my bra and shook my head.

"Your not getting it back, no matter how you say my name." she pouted her lips as she frowned at me.

"Beyoncé give me my phone", she whined.

"Nicki no go do something."

I guess I made her mad because after I said that her whole demeanor changed from whinny to hood.

"Beyoncé you better give me my phone before I come get it."

"Please little girl you don't scare me." I stood up and was walking to my bathroom, until I felt her knock me over onto my couch.

"Onika have you lost your mind get your fat ass of me." She sat on my back with her little hands holding her up.

"Not until you give me my phone."

I smirked and thought to myself of this game she was playing.

Nicki pov

Some type of way Beyoncé turned around, so now I was sitting on her stomach.

"You want your phone back Onika" She asked smirking at me.

"Yes, like now or I'm going in after it."

"Well do it, what's stopping you."
I was actually shocked at her response.

It was almost like she wanted me to touch her in places that I could only imagine about touching.

I got up in her face and was getting angrier as I shook the thought away.

"Give-me-my-phone-now." I demanded.

She chuckled and pulled my ear inches away from her lips as she whispered, "You don't have the balls to do anything to me Onika."

She let me go and pushed me off her while she laughed.

I was getting chills as she whispered in my ear, she had an effect on me that I couldn't explain just yet.

"You know, what I don't care about it anymore" I said pouting on the couch with my arms crossed.

"I thought so" she said finishing her journey to her bathroom. She took my phone out her bra, and put it up on top of her towel cabinet. She knew damn well I can't reach up there.

I had a mini anger attack, so I got up and walked to the snack room to keep myself from snapping on her.

"She lucky I need this job" I said to myself as I grabbed a bag of chips and a Fiji water.

I was on my way back to her office when I seen her walk out.

I knew she was going to see one her writers so I quickly walked to her office.

I put my stuff down and went to the bathroom, I stood on the tip of my toes trying to reach my phone.

I couldn't reach it and started to jump, "damn you short people problems" I said to myself.

I looked around the room until I got an idea, I went to get her chair.

I wheeled it over to the cabinet making sure I didn't fall out, I climbed in it slowly as it turned a little. When I finally got in it all the way I reached up for my phone until I had it.

"How you like them apples Beyoncé."

"I don't like them at all."

I fell out the chair startled by Beyoncé's voice.

Ouch! I said as I hit the ground with my butt, Beyoncé walked over to me quickly and helped me up.

"Are you okay." she said trying her hardest to hold in her laugh.

"No, you scared the shit out of me" I said letting a tear fall from my eyes.

She wiped it away and smiled at me. "Well you shouldn't have done that."

"But you took my phone bey bey." At this point I was in full baby mode and wasn't nothing going to stop the throbbing pain in my butt cheeks.

Beyoncé wrapped me in a tight hug and rubbed my back.

"Your okay Nicki chill out. Just don't try me and you will be good."

I looked away from her not saying nothing. "ok Nicki?"

I still didn't say anything until I felt a sharp pain on the side of my butt.

Bey pov

"Why did you hit my butt Beyoncé, that hurts." she said getting loud with me.

"First of all you better drop that tone and I know you hear me talking to you."

"Ok but that don't mean put your hands on me now does it!"

"Onika your really trying my patience, next time I'm talking to you, you better speak back do you understand!"

She crossed her arms and looked at me with a mug. "Oh so you think I'm playing."

I reached my arm back to hit her butt again but she pulled me closer to her and kissed my lips.

I was beyond shocked at her action, I didn't pull away so instead I kissed back and enjoyed the moment.

She traveled her hands down to my butt and hit it running away laughing.

"What the fuck just happened" I asked myself as I stood there shocked.

Welp that happened 🤦🏾‍♀️

The fact tht Beyoncé is so mean to Nicki 😂

Tough love 😪

How's the story 🤐

Excuse any mistakes 💦