Beyonce POV
Here we are, sitting here asking the Maraj's couple for their daughter's hand in marriage. I was excited but I should be more scared and I say that because their daughter doesn't really know about this. Yes, something tells me she doesn't really know about me wanting her hand in marriage. She doesn't know that I'm extremely in love and obsessed with her, I'm willing to do anything just to be with her.
The first time I saw her was the very first time I've felt myself fall in love. She's drop dead gorgeous. Face of an angel, body of a sex demon. Her figure 8, hourglass body always made me drool. Her long jet black natural hair flowed freely down her back, almost touching the tip of her lovely, round ass that would always put me in a trance. God she was just so perfect.
Every night I would go to sleep thinking about her and every morning I would wake up with her on my mind. And anytime I would think about her, I would get a instant boner, making me lurk through her Instagram pictures and do "unholy" shit when I stared at her through my phone. I hated doing that. I was beginning to get tired of touching myself, I wish she can touch me and make love to me rather.
God I wish I can stick my cock inside of her, make to love to her, and pump out all my seeds into her fertile love garden. Hopefully it'll happen sooner or later, because I'm ready to show her how much I love her and give her all my babies. I wanna make so much babies with her. I might fuck around and give her 10 babies...Nah I wouldn't do that but I'm sure you guys get the memo. I just want to be with her forever and make a family with her.
We've met a few times, our parents introduced us to each other but only talked to each other once. Though it was a shy conversation we had, it still felt nice to hear her angelic voice. I wonder how she'll sound while moaning... I remember the first night when we locked eyes, it was the best moment of my life. I remember I was already staring at her and I guess she caught me staring so then we were both just looking deeply into one another's eyes.
And then she looked away which caused break in my heart because I wanted that moment to last longer. She had softly smiled, then shyly looked away and I noticed she was blushing. God I felt so fucking good that I was able to make her blush. From that night on, I thought I would've been able to talk to her more, ask her out on dates and treat her like a queen but boy was I wrong. Ever since the night we locked eyes and shared that small conversation, she never bothered to talk or even look at me anymore.
What did I do?
I kinda felt heartbroken, I felt like my emotions were being played. Anytime I was lucky enough to see her, I would try to talk to her but she would simply ignore me and would just excuse herself away from me. I managed to find her on Instagram, I tried texting her but that failed miserably too. All she gave me was a simple, boring, dry ass "Hi" and after that she never replied to any of my texts.
This was bad.
It's bad because I'm deeply in love with her but it's so obvious she doesn't want anything to do with me. Lord it crushes my heart every time I think about her not wanting me and rejecting me. I loved this girl so much, why can't she love me back? Why isn't she willing to get to know me or spend some time with me first? Why is she rejecting me right then and there?
At first it seemed like she was into me. I saw that look in her eyes when were talking. I saw her blushing when I would compliment her. I saw how shy she would get and I saw that pretty smile she would always give me.
But after that moment, the next time seeing her, everything was completely different. It feels like she dislikes me and now I really want to know why....
"You know Beyonce, me and Carol have known your parents for a long time. We already consider ourselves family so you wanting to marry our daughter would just pull us even more closer and together and be one big family," Robert says.
"That's right," Carol agreed. I hated looking at Carol, because when I looked at her all I saw was Onika. They looked just alike, they were like twins.
"So yes Beyonce, I'm allowing you to marry my daughter. It's the best thing to do, I'm sure Onika would love to marry you as well," He says but that made my eye twitch. I happily smiled while nodding my head.
I wish I could hear those words come out of Onika's mouth instead. I want to hear her happily say that she'll love to marry me. I actually really don't want to hear her father saying that. Speaking of her father, I'm pretty sure he really wants me to marry her because of the wealth I have.
I'm worth billions but yet I have nobody- no women or no kids to share or spend all my money. Only women I would love to give my money to is Onika. Gosh even if she doesn't want me I'm still willing to share my money with her. That's how much I'm in love with her...
But yea, both Carol and Robert aren't slick, they mainly want me to marry their daughter because of the money I have, the money I carry in my pockets and bank account, the money that will be able to last for soooo long that even my future great grandchildren would be able to use it.
But since I'm so fucking obsessed and in love with Onika I don't even care that her parents really want me to marry her because of my money, my wealth.
"Thank you Sir, I really appreciate you for giving me permission to marry her and make her mine because I'm truly in love with her. I love everything about her and I'm sure she'll make the perfect wife to me and the perfect mother to our future kids," I say.
Both my mother and Carol looked at each other with excited looks and a long "ooooooo" came out of their mouth. Yea I know my mother is totally excited for grandbabies, that's all she wishes for and talks about. I know she's extremely happy that I've finally found somebody that caught my eye and willing to marry her. She's waited so long for this moment.
I've always been very stubborn about finding a girl and being with them since I knew they really wouldn't be into me and that they'll be more into my money. That's not what I'm looking for. I'm looking for love. I'm looking for somebody that would truly be in love with me and don't only want me for my money. So since I've found somebody that has caught my stubborn eye, both my mother and father have felt relieved because at some point, they thought I wasn't going to ever get married.
"You must really love Onika," Carol says.
"I do. I really do. Even though we've only had one small talk, I truly have strong feelings for her. I just... don't know if she feels the same way about m-me," I say before looking down at my feet.
"Oh she does! She loves you very much and even if she doesn't love you now, she'll definitely love you soon," Robert quickly butted in. God he's so thirsty and desperate for me to marry her...
I saw Carol roll her eyes at her husband. I could see she was getting tired of him being desperate as well. She looked at me and smiled. Her and Onika have the same smile, I couldn't help but to quickly look at away.
"Beyonce baby, don't stress over that. Onika actually really likes you as well. She's just a really shy girl, she's always been shy, especially when she's around somebody she has feelings for. Not to spill her business but Onika has told me she's really into you so I want you to understand that the feelings you have for her are mutual, it's just hard for her to express herself. Give my baby time, please," Carol said and wow, I didn't even know how to feel.
I felt.... I felt, relieved. Satisfied. Happy. But then again, I only want to hear that come out of Onika's mouth. It was weird hearing her parents tell me her feelings, I only wanted to hear it from her mouth. I want to know that it's real and genuine and not just forced.
Again I simply smiled and nodded my head. "Of course I'll give her time. I understand how it's like to be shy. I'll be respectful and patient with her and then hopefully we'll be able to build a good bond with each other," I say.
"She really likes you Bey, don't let her behavior tell you otherwise," Carol says sternly. Gosh why did she sound so dark, so serious when she said that? The Marajs are really desperate for me to marry her, it was beginning to scare me.
My mother suddenly cleared her throat, dismissing the thick silence that entered their living room. "I'm so excited for this, I can't wait to help plan the wedding, thank you so much for allowing my daughter to marry Onika. We thought Beyonce would never find somebody," My mother cheerfully says.
I wonder if my parents knew that the Marajs just want me to marry Onika because of my money. They most likely did but at this point they didn't care because they were also desperate for me to get married and have kids.
"We thought the same for Onika as well. You don't have to thank us, it's a blessing that Beyonce is willing to be with Nicki and spend the rest of her life with her, we wish nothing but the best and blessings for our two daughters," Carol says genuinely.
"Thanks Ma," I say not helping but to express my happiness. I was smiling so hard, my face was beginning to hurt. I haven't smiled this hard in forever.
"Whew I cannot wait for babies to come in the picture now," My mother says clapping her hands together.
"Me too! I've been ready to be a grandmother. Beyonce I'm expecting you to pop a baby in my daughter as soon as you guys go on the honeymoon," Carol says which my mother happily agreed with her.
"No time needs to be wasted. Maybe you could try and even give her two or three babies at once," My mother says playfully hitting me on my arm. I was now blushing hard like a little girl I couldn't help but to hide my face which had a smile plastered on it.
"Umm, I guess I'll try," I managed to shyly say which made them roar into laughter. They all continued to talk and joke around but I didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore because my mind wander off to Nicki.
She's always on my mind, when is she not?
I wish she was here, sitting in front of me or beside me but we were told that she was off to school but would be back anytime soon. She's a college girl, trying to purse her dreams and goals and god, that made me adore her even more. I love a woman whose not lazy and have big goals in life.
She's way younger than me. I'm 33 while she's only 24, huge age gap but that's not stopping me from loving her. Nothing will stop me from loving her. She's too fucking perfect. If I lose her or if she rejects me, I don't know what I'll do with my life. I know for sure I won't be able to fall in love ever again with any other female. Onika has really caught my eye, my heart. Lord I just hopes she accepts me and loves me...
It didn't take long until we all heard the front door open making all of us look up and there she was...
Fuck she looks good, I hope my thick meaty member doesn't grow right now because lord she is so fucking sexy.
The tight blue jeans hugged her legs, hips and butt and the white short sleeve crop top hugged her upper half as well making those busty boobs of hers pop through her crop top. She had everything. A pretty face, big twin melon-breast, a round luscious, onion booty and oh last but not least, she has the brains. Let's also not forget that she cooks and cleans.
What more can a man ask for in a woman?
She stood there, looking so confused. So perplexed. She almost looked nervous and scared. Our eyes met and I felt my heart jump. Soon as I smiled at her, she looked away. I wonder what was going through her mind. She slowly walked but no words left her mouth.
"Onika baby," Carol began.
"Umm... Hi mom," She nervously said.
I felt my heart doing flips. It felt so good to hear that pretty voice of hers again. It felt good to see her again.
"Hi baby. Why don't you come say hi to your new family and your wife," Carol says and immediately Onika's eyes almost popped out of her head.
"Excuse me?" She question.
"Come say hi to your new wife Onika," Her mother says sternly. Her tone so sharp and cold but that didn't scare Onika at all.
And with that, a strong eye roll and a nasty scoff left her mouth before she stormed away.
"You guys are sick!" Was the last thing we all heard from her before she disappeared away and heard a door slam shut loudly.
Fuck this is embarrassing and awkward.
I didn't know what to do or what to say or how to feel. Actually, I was feeling rejected and that was the very last thing I wanted to feel. I simply looked down, staring at my expensive Louis Vuitton sneakers that I had on. I was feeling my heart shatter into pieces and my hopes fly out the window. Gosh this is so damn heart breaking to me.
I've finally found the girl of my dreams but she doesn't want me. She has no interest in me, she doesn't want anything to do with me. Damn what's wrong with me? Am I too ugly for her? Do I not have enough money for her to be satisfied with? Am I just not her type. Is she rather seeing somebody else that's why she doesn't want me? I need answers.
This is the lowest I've ever felt. Everything about me dropped. My confidence, my happiness, my hopes, everything! I felt embarrassed, being rejected by the girl of my dreams in front of her parents and mine. I literally sat here and poured my feelings out about her to both my parents and hers just to get rejected by her minutes later. I've never felt so devastated in my life.
"Would you like to go talk to her?" My mother asked me.
"Mom I don't think that's a good idea, it seems like she doesn't want anything to do with me," I say trying to sound like I'm ok but deep down I was hurting hard.
"I think she's just having a ba-"
"I think it's best if we leave," I say cutting Carol off and I saw the small panic in both her and Robert's eyes.
"No baby stay, please," Carol quickly says. "Listen, I'll go talk to her and see what's up, I'm sure she's a little stressed right now and probably doesn't want to talk to anyone."
Lies.
I mentally rolled my eyes. Why does she keep trying to find excuses for Nicki's behavior? Like I said, it's completely obvious that girl doesn't want me. I think it's best not to force this....
My mother cleared her throat before getting up from her seat. "It's fine Carol, like Beyonce said, I think it's best for us to leave," My mother said and I couldn't do nothing but to happily agree with her. I've never been this ready to exit a place so much, I was ready to GO.
"I hope we didn't upset you guys," Robert butted in.
"Oh no, of course not. We just think it's better to leave and give Onika some time, we understand she's a little upset right now we don't want to make her more upset. Maybe we can come another time, have dinner together and start off fresh again," My mother says.
"That'll be lovely, maybe this Saturday would be ok?" Carol says.
"It's up to you, just give us a call," My mother says while walking away. Before me and my father followed along, I took my heavy duffle bag that was loaded with cash. Loaded with 20s, 50s and 100 bills. Bundles of money stacked up in this Louis Vuitton bag.
I was planning on giving the whole thing to them, mostly to Onika but I guess not. It was going to be my "thank you" gift to them for letting me marry their daughter but like I said, I guess not. But rather, I was still willing to be generous so instead I took three bundles of the hundred bills and stacked them on the small coffee table. I took 2 more, and stacked it right beside the first stack.
I looked at Robert and Carol and I could see the shock in their faces. Their eyes almost popped out of their heads and Carol's mouth was ajar. I'm sure they've never seen or received this much money from anyone.
"You guys may have 2 of these bundles, give the rest of the money to Princess. Tell her I'm sorry if we made her upset, we didn't mean to," Was all I could say.
"Oh Beyon- oh my god," Carol said. "Beyonce baby, this is too much, please, we will be satisfied with just 1 bundle."
"Cool," I shrugged. "Then just give the rest of the bundles to Onika. Thanks for having us, see you again, maybe," I finished before walking off with my father right behind me.
In seconds we were out of the house. Once my bodyguards saw us they immediately went to our SUV and opened the door for us. A sigh left my lips once my parents and I were in the car. I felt my mother's soft hands rub my shoulders, trying to comfort me. She always felt my pain, she always knew how I was feeling.
"I give up," I suddenly say, surprising myself.
"You won't give up," My father said. "When you want something, you try harder and you will eventually get it. We did not raise you to give up, we raised you better than that."
Question Break!
Hey readers. Do you guys think it's wrong that they were forcing a marriage onto Nicki?
Why do you think Nicki doesn't want to marry her?
Will Nicki eventually give in and just marry her?
Will Beyonce give up and move on?
Do you guys feel bad for Beyonce?
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Here were are. Again. A nice, cool Sunday evening that we were spending with the Marajs for dinner. The 5 percent of me did not want to come but the 95 percent of me was willing to try again and hopefully this time I wouldn't get embarrassed or rejected. We were all seated at their large dinning table, everyone was here except for Onika.
Her younger sister who looked exactly like her held a conversation with me, keeping me company while our parents chatted away. I loved Ming, I considered her as my little sister already. She's only 14 but had a mind of a 30 year old. Minutes later, I heard footsteps and there she was. My heart skipped a beat, it would always do that whenever my eyes landed on her.
She looked uneasy but yet also annoyed. You could tell she did not want to be here. I couldn't help but to watch her walk towards us. Oh my fucking gosh I've never seen nobody as beautiful as her. She's like a goddess. The way how her hips sway and she walked with so much confidence was doing things to me.
She was wearing a tight fitted, white tube dress which complimented her beautiful curves. Her soft, caramel skin glowed under the light and her curly hair flowed freely and wildly. She doesn't even need to try to be sexy, it comes natural. That annoyed look was immediately replaced with a small smile which looked forced.
Whether her smile was forced or not, it looked so beautiful. Her smile always made her face glow even more and it always lit up my heart. Everyone in the room greeted her but me. I don't know why, maybe it was because I was feeling shy or I was just so mesmerized by her beauty.
"You're looking beautiful like always Miss Onika," My mother complimented which made her blush.
"Thank you," She managed to shyly say once she was seated.
Aah perfect place to take her seat. She was sitting right across from me but yet she hasn't said anything to me yet. She hasn't even look at me yet and now I was feeling a certain type of way. I don't know if I wanted to regret coming here. Her mother realized she hasn't said anything to me yet so she softly nudged her to speak.
A annoyed breath left her lips but she did as she was told. She looked up and our eyes met. Those big brown eyes stared straight into mines and now I was getting a different feeling. Why did I feel like I was falling in love all over again? She then smiled at me which lit up my world again but the smile didn't seem as genuine.
"Hi Beyonce," She says with a shy wave before looking away. I felt my entire body wanting to melt. Her angelic voice always gets me.
"Hi Princess, how are you?" I asked soothingly and I saw her softly smile again. I'm beginning to think she loved the nick name princess. When I called her that on the first night we met, she was blushing crazily.
"I'm doing well, I hope you're good yourself," She says as she took a small sip of iced chill water.
Wow, this was the most she's said to me. I felt happy but yet I felt uneasy myself. Something seemed off about her. She didn't look or even sound genuine, the words coming out of her mouth were in monotone. She almost sounded like robot. She sounded like she read over and practiced her lines multiple times
I mentally sighed. Man I don't know how to feel right now.
Our parents acted like they weren't paying attention to us but it was obvious they were. They sounded a little lower before while talking so that they can hear what Onika and I were saying and they sneaking small glances at us. They weren't slick.
"You guys are cu-"
"Ming, please," Nicki quickly says, cutting her younger sister off while her eyes were shut and she rubbed her temples. She seemed stressed out. I hope I'm not part of the reason why she's so stressed.
A small chuckle left my lips, wanting to lighten up the mood. "Yes I'm doing good Princess now that I've seen you," I say. And with that I felt the need to slap myself because I probably sounded corny as fuck.
A awkward smile appeared on my "future wife's" face as she stared at her sharp acrylics. A small "oooooo," left Ming's mouth which immediately made Onika give her a death stare which not only scared Ming but scared me too. She's just like her mother. So stern and cold, played no games.
A sigh then left her pretty, perfect lips before she slightly turned away from my direction. She stared off somewhere else with a annoyed and tired look on her face. Again I didn't know how to feel. I didn't know if I wanted to give up or just continue.
Another mental sigh.
I knew tonight was going to be a long night.
30 minutes later were all digging into our meal and I guess you can say having the time our lives. Everything seemed awkward at first but the awkwardness eventually disappeared away. Our parents continued talking away and then there's Onika and I....
She barely said anything. Only spoke when she was spoken to but other than that she stayed to herself. She ate away, enjoying her meal and stayed in her own world as if we weren't here. Not looking or talking to anyone. Her eyes were only glued to her plate and then sometimes she would casually look up to talk to her little sister. They would say small comments or joke a little bit around but other than that she stayed in her own world
She never once looked or even took a small glance at me. It was like I was invisible. I tried talking to her but she would give me dry responses. It was so awkward between us even Ming noticed so she would just hold a conversation with me instead to lighten up the mood. Oh god I was slowly feeling devastated. I was feeling like I'm wasting my time. But geez I'm still in love with her, I don't want to give up just yet.
I couldn't really stop staring at her. She's so fucking gorgeous. Naturally too. I know our future kids would be gorgeous as well....That's if she's willing to have kids with me. I knew she knew I was staring but she probably didn't give not one fuck. She was doing everything else but giving me the attention I thought I was going to get from her today.
Gosh this is depressing.
10 minutes later we were all done with our meals. She requested to help her mother with the dishes but Carol immediately stopped her and told her to stay here with me. An agitated breath left her lips but she had no choice but to obey her mother's commands.
"Well guys, lets leave these two love birds alone so they can some more "alone time" and comfortably talk to each other," Her father insisted which everyone else agreed with him.
Again another agitated sigh left Nicki's lips, followed by a small mumble.
And in seconds the dining room was empty. It was just me and my future wife who seems to hate my guts, in here. Silence was the only thing heard. It was so quiet, it felt like I could hear my own blood flowing through my body. She of course didn't say not one peep, not even a sigh left her lips and it wasn't because she was only shy but because she hated me and didn't even want me in her sight.
I cleared my throat causing some noise to finally fill the room and then she suddenly looked at me. Yes! Finally! Ugh, I was getting excited just because she finally looked at me, how sad is that. Her honey brown eyes scanned me, she took the time to take a good look at me and now I was the one feeling slightly shy.
I celebrated a little too quickly because then her eyes left my face. She stared off somewhere else again. No emotion really displayed on her face but she indeed look tired. Or I should say, she really looked over it.
I couldn't sit here any longer with this silence. I finally opened my mouth to speak because it was clear she wasn't going to speak first.
"Everything alright?" Was all I could think of asking her.
"Yea," She softly says with a shrug.
"You've been very quiet, you barely spoke throughout dinner. I hope you're ok," I say.
"I'm good. I'm just tired," She says still not looking at me.
"Princess please look at me," I say and immediately her eyes shot up to mines. She licked her lips, waiting for me to say something.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask wanting to know why she hates or avoids me all of sudden. No words left her mouth, instead she stared at me. Man I wish I knew what was going through her head!
"You didn't do anything wrong? Why ask?" She finally says.
"I t-thought I did something. Feels like you hate me all of a sudden," I say and again all I got was a cold stare from her. She looks sooo uninterested in me and being here. This is not going nowhere so far.
"Why would I hate somebody I don't know? Matter fact, why would I marry somebody I don't know?" She asked and wow, I didn't know what to say.
"You've got a point there baby, we don't know each other like that. That's why I've been thinking and planning for us to hang out and spend some more time with each other so that we could get to know each other," I say.
"I never knew I could fall in love with somebody I barely know. I would love to take you out on dates, go on vacations, take you to my favorite islands, put you on my yacht, give you all my attention, give you all my money, treat you like my queen, show you how much I really love you and want to be with you," I say and suddenly I felt amazing that I was able to express and tell her all of that.
I think my words did something to her. I saw her eyes spark up. A smile wanted to appear on her lips but she made sure it didn't. I could tell she didn't know what to say.
"So would you let me do that? All I want to do is have you by my side and make you happy. I want us to build a bond that nobody wouldn't be able to break," I say.
"I-erm- um," She began but stopped talking for a second. Aah, lost for words I see. I was expecting a positive answer from her but rather got a negative one.
"I have better things to do," She says which stung my heart. Why she gotta be so feisty and mean?
"That's how you feel?" I asked leaning back in the comfy chair. She noticed her response stung me so she came up with a better excuse.
"I'm sorr- I didn't mean it like that. I'm a college student, school, assignments, studying and working is the only thing I can do. I don't need or want any other distractions. I can't afford to go on vacations and "hang out", school comes first to me," She answered.
She's got a point. It makes sense. I know how hard and stressful college could be so I completely understand. "Work? You work?" I suddenly asked.
"How else would I be able to take care of myself and bills?" She question.
"Quit," I say.
"Quit?"
"Yea quit your job. I'll give about about $10,000 each week, will that be ok for you?" I asked.
"T-that's too much," She mutters.
"But It's enough right?" I asked and she shyly nodded her head.
"It's a nice offer but I don't want to use you. You don't need or have to give me that much money, you don't have to give me none at all," She says.
"I don't need to, I don't have to but I want to. I just wanna take care of you, you deserve to be taken care of, I know how hard you work to try to achieve your goals," I say.
I mean, she is going to be my wife soon, (hopefully) I'm supposed to take care of her and make sure she's good. I'm supposed to treat her like the queen she is, only if she lets me.
"So are you willing to let me take care of you?" I asked when she still hadn't said anything.
"I guess," She mumbled as she played with her fingers.
"Princess, are you willing to give me a chance?" I asked which made her look at me like I was crazy. Wow, she must really don't want me...
"Why? Just why? Why me? Out of all the girls in the world, you chose me! You chose a regular, basic ass girl like me. Why not find somebody your age? Why not find a way better, good looking female whose on your level, why me?" She asked.
"You're perfect. Soon as my eyes landed you I knew you were the one. Please just give me chance, I'll show you much I really love you," I say hoping it was a satisfied answer.
"Are you just trying to marry me because both my parents and yours are forcing you to? Because if so, I'm letting you know right now it will not work out," She says.
"No princess, I requested to marry you. I'm really deeply in love with you."
"How can you be in love with me if you barely know me?"
A sigh left my lips and my eyes shut for a moment. God she was drilling me with these questions, why couldn't she accept my words. Why couldn't she accept that I'm telling the truth and that I really am in love with her.
"You're not in love with me, you probably just love my looks, you love my body. You love how I look and how I'm shaped. You look at me and you probably automatically get hard because all you can think about is fucking me. If you want me just because of sex please just tell me and my family that. I will not be your sex slave and I've heard how badly you want kids so therefore, I will not be your baby-making machine either," She spilled and now I was speechless.
Is that what she really thinks of me? Is that what she really thinks I want to do with her? Hell yea I find her sexy as fuck and of course I want kids very much, I'm getting old but that's not really the point, that's not what I really want to do with her. That's not what I really think about. All I think about is just making her happy and making her my wife and of course building a family with her and being with her forever.
No I don't want her to be my sex slave and no I don't want her to think she's my "baby-making" machine, that's fucked up. All I want her to know is that I truly fucking love her but god now she was being extremely difficult and stubborn about it. Why is she acting this way? Has somebody hurt her in the past? Or is she just making it more clear that she doesn't want me?
"Is that what you really think of me? You really think that's all I want to do with you?" I asked.
"That's what everyone wants to do with me!" She exclaimed, her loud voice filling the room.
"Well I'm not like everyone else," I stated clearly. "If I wanted a sex slave, I would've requested for prostitutes, and if I was truly desperate to have kids, I would've probably just asked a random female to have them but no, that's not what I'm looking for. I was looking for love, true love. I was looking for somebody I can be with for the rest of my life and build a family with and I instantly knew you were the one," I said but my words did nothing to her.
She scoffed before crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair. She's really stubborn. She doesn't even want to accept the fact that I love her.
"I don't think I'm the one for you," She says with her arms crossed.
"Why do you think so?"
"I'm a little-," She began paused. "I just don't think I'm the one for you. Maybe you should continue searching, hopefully you'll find a woman better than me."
She was now getting up from her seat as I stared at her, almost feeling the need to cry. We shouldn't be giving up on each other like this. Why is she doing this to me? For the hundredth time, why not give me a chance?! I'm not giving up on her. I can't do that.
"Thanks for coming and having dinner with us, I guess it was nice having you over," She says with a little attitude in her tone.
I got up but she just ignored me. She was on her way to head out but I was allowing that to happen. Without even thinking, I softly grabbed her large hips, pulling her closer to me. Her round ass was against my manhood and surprisingly I didn't get hard. I guess I wasn't in the mood too since I was feeling a little heart broken. I noticed her breathing picked up and how tensed she got from my touch. I could see her face and she almost looked... Scared?
"Onika please baby, please just give me a chance. I understand if you think this is all happening fast, we don't have to get married or even be together just yet, we can just be friends for now. I just need you in my life, I really do. I wanna take care of you, please let me do that. I wanna hear your voice everyday or even at least text each other. Just give me one chance, I promise I'll treat you like the queen you are," I poured out.
That felt good letting all of that out! From the looks of things, I could tell my words were doing something to her. Her breathing slowed down and she was getting a little comfortable with my touch. I even saw her smile, her dimples appeared but she quickly stopped thinking I didn't see her smile. A breath left her lips as her soft fingers touched mines.
Felt like I was on cloud 9. She was touching my fingers and lord just from her touch, I wanted to burst in my underwear. I was feeling good until she removed my hands away from her hips. She turned to me and now we were facing each other. I'm sure I was the only feeling love in the air. God how badly I wanted to kiss her but I knew better not to do that.
"Bye Beyonce," Was all she said and she simply turned around, walking away from. Again my heart shattered into million pieces.
See what I'm talking about? She continues to reject me and be so stubborn about loving me back. She continues to give up on me and deny our feelings. I watched her walking away, noticed her soft ass jiggled with every step. She didn't even bother turning around to take one last good look at me.
And with that she was out of my eyesight. She disappeared. It felt she disappeared out of my life. Or like she walked away out of my life. It felt like I would never see her again.. I didn't know if I should stop trying and move on.
Maybe that's what's best.
Just move on. Hopefully I'll found another women whose willing to love me back...........
Finished this on 10/17. I hope you guys liked this storyline! I wanted to do something a little different.
Part 2?
Thoughts on Beyonce?
(Feel bad for her?)
Thoughts on Onika?
Why is she continuing on to reject Beyonce?
You guys think Beyonce would really give up on Nicki this time?
Thoughts on Onika's parents?
Will Onika eventually take Beyonce?
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