Bound

XXI

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Beyoncé's P.O.V.

"There's nothing to be done to get rid of this?!" Beyoncé yelled pointing a sharp nail at her at the numbers burned into her forearm, her voice echoing off the palace walls.

She was in Hades paying her dear ol dad a visit while Nicki was doing a show in London. She didn't tell her where she had gone, she didn't want Nicki to ask any questions Beyoncé wasn't ready to answer.

Lucifer sighed heavily from his place on the throne, "No, you and I both know the reaper plays by a different set of rules than we do."

"That's bullshit. You're bullshit and they're bullshit too."

Lucifer glared down at his child, "Mind your tongue."

"Do it for me."

Lucifer snarled at her, eyes flashing, "You'd wish further imprisonment over an insignificant mortal?"

Beyoncé scoffed, "I'm here doing it aren't I? And that mortal is far from insignificant. She is soon to be the mother of my child."

"Get another one. That date is set in stone, Beyoncé, get over it. There is nothing you can do."

"You're lying."

"I am," he smirked, looking smug, "Your mortal is not my problem. It's yours."

Beyoncé was pissed, and she had plenty she wanted to say but she kept her tongue. For now. "I hate you."

He frowned at her, "That has always been abundantly clear."

"I wonder why." Beyoncé shook her head, "You did this on purpose. I know you did."

Lucifer smiled at her, "Doesn't really matter, now does it."

"You're forcing my hand." Beyoncé snapped, resisting the urge to fight her own father. Again. Because she knew that she'd kill him permanently this time. "You know you can't make me take the throne, not until your term is up. You're trying to force me to take it sooner rather than later."

"And you will."

"You're just mad because I'm stronger than you and God has given me the option to step down at any given moment."

"She plays favorite with her children."

Beyoncé smirked, shrugging, "I'm her only child, biologically."

"Yet, she left me to raise you alone."

"Yeah, both of you ain't shit. But doesn't mean I am. And if you think I'm gonna let those reapers ruin something so rare, you got another thing coming. You all do. I'll kill you all if I have to."

Beyoncé disappeared, leaving her father seething in his own prison.

~~

Beyoncé was in Nicki's dressing room right on time, because the megastar came in sweating but she was happy and Beyoncé hugged her anyway.

"Great show out there, Nika. You killed it."

Nicki laughed, still high off the crowd, "I did, didn't I? Damn that shit was lit."

Beyoncé kissed Nicki, smearing her lipstick a little bit, "Mmm,"

"Help me out this, I feel like I'm about to suffocate in this shit, my titties damn near jumped out twice." Nicki turned around and Beyoncé started unlacing the bodice.

"Has anyone found Porsha yet?"

"Mm, officially? No." Nicki turned her head to the side so she could look at Beyoncé, "But I know you had something to do with that...but wanna explain why Taraji keeps getting calls about Safaree's sister Shamika."