Celebrity Imagines

My Bad Girl: Megan Thee Stallion

"I look good?" Megan asked you fluffing her hair in the small vanity mirror as she stood half naked. Her beautiful body on display making you walk up behind her putting your one hand one hair waist and another on her neck. "You always look good baby girl"

She looked you in your eyes through the mirror "Thank you daddy, you always make me feel so- Megan girl we need you out here." Her friend Jonathan said after coming in without knocking. "Aye, watch out. This ain't yo momma's house. You better learn how to knock." you pointed your finger at him sending him a warning look.

"Oops sorry fren but everybody is waiting on Thee stallion" He jokingly said sticking his tongue out at the end. Megan chuckled softly before speaking "Friend! I'm coming gimme a second I wanna talk to my baby" She said turning around to face you. "Okay bitchhhh"

When he left closing the door behind him Meg wrapped her arms around the back of your neck pecking your lips repeatedly pulling away, she leaned her forehead against yours. "Love you" she said. "I love you more baby girl. Go make that money!" You slapped her ass as she walked out the room making a small moan leave her lips.

You walked out of Megan's personalized dressing room and into your office that was only a hallway down from her. You made sure Megan had her own room after the two of you started dating.

See, when Megan turned 18 she started working at your strip club as a bartender first, but when it was time for her to go to college she started dancing to make real money. But that's when you first really noticed her. After many failed attempts she finally let you take her on a date and her you guys are now... Been together for 4 years now and she was still one of your best dancers. You never forced her to continue dancing here, you actually told her to quit once y'all got together but she enjoyed it too much.

She said it gave her a different type of rush.

You went to sit down in your office chairs looking at the security cameras making sure everything was good, you chuckled softly watching a much older male in the crowd throw his money at Meg like a damn fool. You peeled your eyes off the pair for maybe just for not even ten minutes before your bodyguard/ cousin Sean started banging on your door.

"Yo?" You said when he rushed in breathing hard as fuck. "This nigga... He... Damn man, he pulling on Megan and shit. I think he hit her or something." Your blood instantly started boiling "Hit her?! Get that bitch ass nigga and bring him to the back, tell the rest to help you." Once he left you, you followed.

The thought of someone laying their hands on Megan- matter of fact any woman made you sick to your stomach, entering the part of the club that said 'staff only'. It wasn't actually a staff only area cause staff didn't even go in there, they weren't even allowed in that room. You only used it when handling certain business.

You walked in seeing the man tied up in the chair unconscious with a big gash on his forehead. Around him stood your guards and Megan with an ice pack on her cheek which only enraged you even more "Wake that bitch up!" You yelled.

"Come here" you softly mumbled making her come over to you, you removed the ice pack seeing a fairly sized red-purple bruise. "I'm sorry baby" Kissing her forehead she melts into your chest. "I want you to kill that nigga... Do it as slow as possible." She turned her head looking at him with him in disgust as they woke him up.

"You better not ever try me like that Y/L/N. I swear, I will kill you." She said pinching your side "You know I would never" You pecked her lips before walking away and over to the man tied up.

"Please! I have a wife! I have kids! They need their father!" He cried shaking in the chair. "Miss, I'm so sorry! Please tell them to have mercy on me! It was an accident. I would never hurt a woman, I swear, Ple-" you cut off his pleads with a punch to his jaw which caused his head to swing to the side.