"Man f—"

"Uhn uhn, don't you dare get disrespectful Giselle because it isn't gonna get you what you want, if you think you cursing is gonna work with me it isn't.", I said with my held up.

"Okay I'm sorry Baby I was wrong for disrespecting you, I let my emotions get the best of me.", she said while pulling me in by my waist.

"Don't let that shit happen again or we gon be fightin in this motherfucka."

"Okay little one calm down.", she said before pecking my lips. "I'm seriously sorry, I'm not used to sexual rejection."

"Well get used to it because I'm not the type to just fuck and be worried about how it feel, studies show that sex is 10x better when you are emotional comfortable and connected with the other person."

"Okay my baby is a little doctor.", she laughed. Before I could respond the doorbell rung and her smile disappeared.

"Don't be scared come on.", I said dragging her down the stairs. Once we made it to the door who I'm guessing is Michelle stood holding a little girl's hand and holding another girl's carrier.

"You must be Nicki?", she asked with a smile. I will say unlike Robyn and Kelly, she didn't look like she would kill someone.

"Yeah and you must be Michelle?" She nodded. I let her in and led her to the living room where Giselle was no where to be found.

"Lemme guess Beyoncé is scared?", she asked as she sat down.

"Did I say that out loud?"

"No I just know how they get.", she laughed.

"Wait you know about her situation?"

"Since day one, it's one of the reasons I was willing to take the kids.", she said. The little girl sat there looking at me like I was a new toy.

"You must be Blue pretty lady.", I finally said while giving her a big smile.

"Blue Ivy Knowles.", she said confidently.

"So you're pretty and smart, you're gonna make it far in the world.", she nodded. She had a few of Beyoncé's features and had some of her personality traits.

"MAMA!!!!", the little girl ran to Giselle as she entered the room.

"Muffin!", she returned the excitement picking the child up and giving her a big hug.

"I miss you mama.", Blue said with her arms wrapped around Giselle's neck.

"Well guess what Muffin, you and Rumi are staying with me now.", the girl's face lit up with excitement.

"Really Mama!"

"Yes, you are gonna come live with me and that pretty lady right there.", she said while pointing to me.

"She is pretty Mama, she has long hair and pretty nails.", she smiled. I honestly couldn't help but blush.

Beyoncé put Blue down and walked over to Rumi and the baby's eyes lit up at the sight of her mother.

"Hello my little fireball, have you been good for Aunt Michelle.", said Giselle as she picked Rumi up. She honestly looked pretty much like Blue, which meant she looked like Beyoncé.

"Hey G can we talk alone?", asked Michelle. I was honestly confused but it isn't the first time I've had to leave for one of their conversations.

"Yeah, Nicki can you take Rumi and Blue to the play room?", she asked while handing me the baby girl.

Giselle's POV

Sasha: I don't like this G, what if something's wrong with Solo?

Me: There's nothing wrong with Solo Sasha.

"So tell me what's wrong?", I asked.

"It's nothing really, I just wanted to give you an update on what's happening in Houston.", she said while sitting down.

When I left Houston for New York I gave Michelle the responsibility of watching after Solange. I really didn't want her being anywhere near me back then. Michelle insisted that Blue come live with her because she had enough time and space speaking that Solange was out of the house.

Kelly handled all the criminal business in Houston, Michelle never did like our ways but she sometimes is a crazy motherfucker.

"Well we are having a lot of problems with the gangs around there, believe that since you're gone that won't shit happen to them.", she said.

"What about Kelly?", I asked.

"I haven't told her, she's been in the southeast region handling business."

"Well now that I have the girls I want you to handle that shit, I know you don't like this type of shit but you need to handle it before they start finding out about where Solange is.", I said.

"I already have something planned out I just want you to know it's gonna get dirty so we might have to pull some connects in."

"Rihanna's friend Melissa she's good at getting shit done and she has a crew down in the islands.", I said. Either I was gonna get Melissa or Dwayne to help. Melissa and Rihanna were like sisters, they were connected at the hip. I've did business with her for a little bit and she was good at it, and what made her good is the simple fact that she didn't give a fuck.

Dwayne on the other hand was a nigga I met while doing a job in New Orleans. He was basically the only connection to the streets I had. I knew he and his gang would be able shake some shit.

"Ight so what are we gonna pay her?", she asked.

"Melissa doesn't need payment, she considers us family and she likes killing motherfuckers anyway.", I said.

Bey: Don't just kill the motherfuckers off the bat, kill one of their loved ones and watch how they settle down.

"Bey wants to kill their loved ones first and then see what they on.", I voiced.

"Giselle you know we can't kill each and every one of their loved ones."

"Ight do this, get the leader of each trouble making gang and off they mama, baby mama, some damn body I don't know JUST SETTLE THEM BITCHES!", I yelled getting frustrated at the thought of one of them getting to me.

Tina: Settle down G, you're stressing. Solo will be fine, and if we gotta go down there ourselves we will but won't nobody lay a hand on her.

"Giselle I got you I will handle it."

"Good because if anyone I loves get hurt I'm gonna level Houston out.", I said before walking out of the room.

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Okay I'm late with the 1k update but I'm here.

I will start doing more Beyoncé POVs because these next couple chapters are gonna be troubling.

I wanna warn all readers now, this story is gonna get a little disturbing. I apologize but Ivy (one of my alters) decided she wanted to write the next couple chapters and she isn't the most rational alter in my head.

Put it like this just compare her to Giselle. They think alike damn near and she's the only one out of 12 of us who is comfortable with writing about the triggering subjects.

But I love you guys and plz

V0T3 AND C0MM3NT‼️😉

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