Triangular Affection

Chapter 11

2 hours later
Rih's POV
11:23AM

"Mama I hope you're hungry because my chef came and cooked breakfast.", I said as I grabbed the twins.

Mama Tina and I had just got back to the house and honestly she wasn't as bad as Bey made her seem. I definitely saw where Bey got her craziness from because she honestly was intimidating as hell. That's saying something because no one intimidates me, but Mama Tina is a gangsta and I could tell. She told me about how back in her day she ran a brothel and sold contraband out of it, not just for adults but she sold candy and food for the kids. She was a hustler so it doesn't surprise me that she's fine with what Beyoncé does.

"Child I could never deny a good meal, but first I'm gonna get to know these two precious beauties.", she said while taking the girls from me.

Hell I promise they loved her more than me, they were more talkative and I loved it. They're usually stand-offish with new people but they couldn't help but give in.

"You sure you don't want me to get one of them, they are kinda heavy?", I asked.

"Robyn I promise they are fine, Beyoncé called me here to take care of them and that I will do.", she said.

I called one of the guards to get Mama's bags and take them to her room. Once I got her purse and everything I walked inside and smelled the food and damn near had a orgasm standing.

Jess was a chef who I hired when I first moved to New York and she did her shit in the kitchen. I had a chef for every cuisine and creole was my favorite. She could do everything from Louisiana creole to Carribean creole and I fucking loved it. Today she made shrimp and grits with biscuits.

"RihRih, I got everything ready for you just how you asked.", she smiled. Jess at first was assigned to work with Melissa and learn her ways around being an assassin, but when I found out her love for cooking I couldn't help but get her started. She was like my little sister and once I got her her restaurant she took off from there. Since then she's grown to become a female Gordon Ramsey.

She had 4 restaurants, one in LA, New York, Baton Rouge, and Houston, her menu was filled with Creole, soul, and seafood dishes. I only paid for the one in Houston and since then she's bought the other 4. I'm proud of her though, she works her ass off to keep everything going.

"Thank you Jess, here's something for your help.", I said while handing her a duffle bag filled with 100k. She unzipped the bag and her eyes went big.

"RIHANNA IM NOT TAKING THIS!", she screamed.

"Jess you are taking that money, now it's either that or a new car."

"You know I don't like it when you baby me Rih, so please keep it, now if you could get me a ticket to this Bryson Tiller concert I'll be happy.", she said with puppy eyes.

"Consider it done, now go get cleaned up so we can eat.", I said. I never made Jess cook and not let her eat.

"No, I'll let you enjoy your food with your family."

"You are family now go wash your hands and stuff so we can see how good this food is.", I said. She sighed in defeat before taking off the apron and heading to the bathroom.

"KYRO COME HERE!", I called for my head of security.

"Wassup boss?", he asked frantically. Kyro has been my security since about 3 months ago and he has been nothing but precious.

"Go put this in Jess trunk and make sure she doesn't find it until she gets home.", I said handing him the duffel bag full of money.

"I got you."