Beyoncé Knowles was a young, classy and beautiful woman starting out her career. When she was given the biggest case yet she was forced to go undercover to catch New York's biggest criminal. What will happen when she starts to catch feelings?
I sprayed my perfume over my outfit and strutted into my living room.
"Oooo BB getting ready to bounce on that d,"Nicki stuck her tongue out.
"Nicki don't you have a house to go to?"I rolled my eyes. I kissed my baby Chance and he looked up at me.
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"Bitch I live here. This my house too. Tu casa es mi casa."
"I can't believe you gave birth to a baby like Chancellor Rhimeek Williams, Onika Maraj,"I bent down and played with Chance's fluffy Afro.
"Bitch I be birthing babies that be on fleek don't be hating on me. You ain't even got a man,"she flipped her hair.
"I don't need a man,"I shot her a bird.
"I bet you gon' be hopping on that shit tonight tho,"Nicki winked.
"Girl is that all you think about?"
"How you think Chance got here?"she tilted her head and I laughed.
"Girl bye!"I laughed and there was a knock on the door.
"Ooooo is that Mr Mysterious?"Nicki jumped up and beat me to the door. She flung open the door and Chance jumped up and down laughing.
"Well hello Mr-huh?"Nicki turned back to me and pointed back at Jay.
"This yo' nigga? He meant to be in jail Bey what you doing messing wit' this fool?"Jay frowned at her giving her a stank look.
"Hi Jay,"I slid past Nicki smiling at Jay. He looked me up and down like I was a piece of juicy rare meat and licked his lips.
"Wassup Ma? You look sexy,"he bit his lip.
"You don't look too bad yourself,"I eyed him. He did look like a typical New Yorker but that didn't stop his muscles from bursting out his shirt and his sexiness on show. "Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
"Listen,"I turned around and Nicki had a stern look on her face as she carried Chance who had a hilarious, similar look,"This my sister right here. She's my sister, my babysitter, my chef and my motherfucking best friend. If you hurt her you hurt me and if someone hurts me then there's a problem. A big problem. I got your license plate so don't do it nigga. She better be back here by 10pm if you ain't blowing out them cobwebs-"
"Jay let's go,"I grabbed his hand and led him out of my house.
He opened the door of his Maserati for me and I sat in the passenger seat. He jogged round to the other side and hopped in.
"So what are we doing?"I asked once we started moving.
"Well there's a Nets game so we're going to that first. Then we can go to the arcade and eat. After that we can do whatever you want. Mind you I got a few things in mind,"he winked at me and I tried to not roll my eyes. I knew it. He was in it for eat it and I wasn't that easy.
