#beyonce ff

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Prologue~ Boy It’s Over

Ace

"Si, c'mon, open the door please." I begged and knocked on the door. She had kicked me out of the house after another argument. But unlike all the other times, I knew it was different. I knew she was fed up.  

"Go away, Ashton, before I call the police!" I heard her yell through the door.

I sighed, I knew that she was beyond pissed, I fucked up, yet again.

"Sienna, I'm sorry. Please believe me." I begged again.

It was quiet, I didn't hear her near the door, so I assumed that she had left to ignore me.   

"Uh, Ace, your clothes are coming out of the window." Austin yelled from the car.

When he said that, I turned around seeing all my things flying from the bedroom balcony. I stepped off the front porch to look up and I saw Si and all of her sisters throwing my shit out the house.

"Vivienne!!! Are you serious!!" I yelled, I mean I knew that she was pissed but this was going overboard.

"Nigga, Fuck you!" Kristen yelled and continued to throw my stuff into the front yard

I looked at Arianna, the younger but most reasonable sister.

"Ari, c'mon help me out!" I threw my hands in the air trying to get someone on my side.

She just chuckled and shook her head, "I'm not the one to talk to. You lucky that I'm standing here, because I was ready to call Baba.".

"Nigga, just get your shit so we can leave." Austin said walking up to me.  

After about an hour of them throwing out all of my stuff and Austin picking it up, we have everything in his car and one of my cars. While picking up all the clothes, I could hear all of them spilling curse words and inappropriate names and comments towards and about me. I didn't say much, I felt that was better.

When I was finally finished, I looked up to see Sienna, hugging herself and standing on the balcony watching me.  I could see the pain on her face and the tears continuously rolling down her face.

"Si, please I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen." I pleaded.

She rolled her eyes and wiped her tears. "You said that the last time Ashton. I forgave you, but this time. I'm not dealing with it. So get your shit and leave!" She yelled.

"I love you and our family, don't do this Sienna."

"You should've thought about that before having your second child outside of our marriage with your baby mother. I'm done Ashton.” 

 She paused looking at me, and said the one thing I was most terrified of.

“I want a divorce."

And without another word, she left the balcony and slammed the door walking back into the house.

Sienna

Sighing and wiping my tears, I made sure that the kids were still asleep in their rooms. I started to make my way back to my room, I saw the fight that had just happened with Ace and I. I couldn't believe he did this to me again. I don't think we could come back from this.

How do you come back from another child from his baby mother, who can't stand me. How do you come back from the lying and deception. I couldn't even believe I was at this position again.

Rock Bottom, by myself. The last time that I was here, I was getting evicted at 6 months pregnant with Brielle, 20 years old, with no one to help and no where to go. That was over 10 years ago, and now, not only do I have Brielle, I have other things to worry about.

I sat on the bed and played with my wedding ring, I didn't even know I started crying again until Rocky sat next to me.

"Si, no matter what happens, you know we all got you and the kids." She said hugging me.

"Y'all should've let me call Baba" Arianna said, rolling her eyes standing at the door.

"Why? So, Baba can kill him?" Kristen laughed

"Hell yeah, I'm sick of this shit."

"It wouldn't have mattered Ari, risking Baba isn't worth Ace." I mumbled.

Talking for the first time since yelling I wanted a divorce, I broke down again.

"What am I going to do? This is the second time that I am a single mother, He took care of everything, I looked after the kids" I cried.

Me crying, looking at my sisters, made all of them start to cry, they knew that I couldn't handle this again, alone.

"Sienna, we got you, no matter what." Kristen sniffled.

They all hugged me but it didn't make me feel any better.

My life was ruined and I didn't know how to fix it, or even if I wanted to fix it. I just want my life back, I want the old Sienna back.

Cause, I don't know who this new person is.

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Prologue:Brown Eyes

I listen as my husband opens old wounds with his tittle track to his unreleased album.This is an intimate setting with just friends and family.

I thought I made peace with the trials throughout our love affair but as of lately I’ve grown uncertain. My music was used as a form of therapy and I will never want to deprive him of the same rights. Originally we were supposed to do a joint project. My album is almost finished.

I just hate revisiting the pain he caused. Growing up I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t endure the same heart aches as my mother. Daily I question if I’m settling not only a woman but as a mother.

“Look at daddy go.”

Blue’s excitement causes me to the look up and giggle. She has been the glue that has kept our family united this long.

The tempo of things have shifted and he’s performing Bam. Blue is pretending to rap into a microphone. She is the spitting image of her father. I quickly grab my camera to record her antics.

“This is my favorite part mama.” She declares

I instantly upload the video to my secret Snapchat. I know my fans adore me but certain things must remain sacred.

My cousin Angie responds to my snap with a message about meeting her in the lobby. I inform Blue to stay with her grandmother while I quickly run downstairs.

I give Julius a head nod to let him know we’re on the move. Julius is never off beat we always move as one.

Upon our arrival downstairs we notice Angie and two people I’ve never seen before.

“Hey Bey what’s up. I didn’t know if you forgot or not but you were supposed to meet the new Ivy Park interns today.”

“Oh shit that was today.

"Yeah that’s today. I didn’t know if it was appropriate to do it here. They were both so excited to meet you.”

I turn to the budding creatives to greet them.

“My name is Beyonce. What are your names? How old are you?”

“My name is Lauren. I’m 24. I’m a huge fan and extremely grateful for this opportunity.”

“Nice to meet you pretty girl. I’m the grateful one though.”

“Hey Mrs. Carter my name is Maurice. I’m 26 and ready to work boss lady.”

I eye the freckled face youngin who has a country twang in his cadence. For some reason his accent is extremely soothing.

“It’s been a pleasure meeting you both. I hope to see you two bright and early Monday morning. I will be working hands on with you guys for the upcoming collection.”

I bid everyone goodbye before heading back upstairs to the concert. I’m excited to see where new ideas and collaborations will take me with Ivy Park.

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64

Moments later…..

I was pent against of the the wall biting down hard on my bottom lip as Chris’ large manly hands pleased my body, one hand gripping on my thick yet firm ass and the other under my shirt pinching my hard nipples. My body was heating up, my breathing soon grew heavy and honestly, my pussy had been wet since he picked me up after our kiss. Although it felt good, I couldn't help but mentally remind myself that I'm a happily married woman and Chris is not my husband.

“Chris, baby I'm married,” I moaned weakly not sounding the least bit convincing.

“But didn't you tell me he gave you a pass to cheat?” He spoke as he hands continued their venture of anatomy. “Don't tell me you used it already?”

“No baby i have not,” I admitted honestly, my eyes opening up to connected with his.

“Then don't fight this feeling, we both know we've been wanting this since we met at your party and of course LA brought us together one more time,” he flashed me that almost blinding white smile as he allowed my feet to meet the ground. “How about this, I got to do my interview while I'm doing that, you sit in here and do your boss lady thing, if you still want this when I am done, I'll take you on this little adventure, if not I'll respect it. Deal?”

“Yes deal.” I nodded quickly appreciating his willingness to consider my readiness for this or lack thereof.  

“Okay baby girl, give me a kiss,” He instructed to which I obeyed willfully. His lips melted into mine like perfection, my body grew warm all over again just from the tender kiss alone. Chris pulled his lips from mine with a satisfied smirk etched across his face. In that moment, I made my my decision..

Chris walked out like nothing had happened in my office with his cup of tea, completely normal. I got myself together as best as possible, I sat down on my desk in attempts to get some type of work done but it was no use. I ended up simply picking the top 5 DJ’s qualified for the position and send them to HR to begin conducting interviews. I went through the final shots from what was left of my ivy park shoot and picked the shoot for the campaign as well as commercial. By the time I was finish making my choices I was getting a text from Chris.

Freckles: I'm outside in the car if you coming.

I quickly texted back letting him know I had a few more things to look over and to come to my office. I went back to looking over emails and images when my office door open once again. Chris picked up the chair sitting before my desk and sat it next to mine.

“So assuming from the fact that you called me in here, that means we’re going on our little adventure once you're done?”

“That is correct to assume,” I spoke with a smile.

“I hoped you'd come, I've been trying to get the opportunity to get to know you without all the extras but never really got the chance.”

“Well here you go,” I hummed sending off the final email and closing my laptop before putting it into its bag. “Come on, I want to see what you have in store for me.” I grabbed my purse and walked out of my office, Chris followed behind. I locked up my office and told everyone goodbye before we left the building. We got into the back seat of the car and Chris instructed the driver that we were leaving now.

“You hungry baby girl?”

“Yes.”

“Cool, I know this place that makes bomb ass food we can have lunch there.”

When he said lunch I was quickly reminded that I was supposed to be meeting Odell for lunch today, “Fuck, Odell, I was supposed to meet him for lunch.”

“Why don't you text him and tell him we are having a business lunch?”

Damn this nigga is quick on his toes, “You’re right I could do that.” I pulled out my phone from my purse to text Odell, just as I was typing the text about the “business meeting”, I decided it would be better to tell the truth.

Me: Raincheck? Saw Chris at the station, he wants to hang out & show me this burger place he swears by..

Deli Meat: Okay babe, that's fine we can hang out another time, we have to fly out to Hawaii for the pro bowl tomorrow

Me: okay baby, see you a little later

I put my phone back in my purse and then put my seatbelt on. “So where will we be doing?”

“Somewhere special.”

“Now is that so?”

“Yes it is.”

“And where is it.”

“Just sit back and ride,” he instructed before planting a single kiss on my shoulder.

“Whatever, boy” I said as I playfully rolled my eyes.

“I'm far from a boy and you know that.”

“I don't know that, yet.” I leaned in closely him whispering in his ear.

“But you shall find out.” He winked.

“Oh, is that so Mr. Brown?”

“As I recall you almost found out when I had you hemmed up in your office.”

“I do not recall,” I spoke softly acting completely clueless.

Chris slid closer to her and kissed on her neck. “Oh really?”

“Yes really,” I smirked.

“I guess I'll have to handle that then,” we pull up to a boating dock.

“I'm sure we would both love that.” the driver comes around and opens the door for me. Chris takes my hand and walks me down the short walk way to his boat. “Why are we here?”

“This is where we are having lunch.” He helps me onto the boat.

“Oh alright,” I smile making my way into the boat.

“Can I get you anything to drink ma’am?” The server asks.

“White wine please.”

“And for you Mr. Brown?”

“I’ll have Hennessey on the rocks please.” The waiter turns to leave with our orders. I show you around the boat and take you to where we will be eating.

“This is very nice Chris,”

“Thank you I've had it for a while. I don't get to use it much so I bought it be nice to break it out today.”

“Look at you trying to impress me,” I giggled at the thought.

“Maybe.” He winks and pulls u close to him.

“You are being real frisky today.”

“But u like it.”

“I will admit, it is quite appealing,”

“Well let's go order some food so I can continue to be frisky.”

“I want seafood.”

“You can order whatever you want my personal chef has almost everything.” The waiter comes to the table just as we sat down.

“For you ma’am?”

“I’d like lobster and shrimp.” The waiter took both our orders and went to give them to the chef. While we waited we enjoyed our drinks and had intimate conversation updating one another on our lives, getting to know each other really. It was definitely a change from my current situation, just good food and conversations, no worries or expectations to be perfect or seemingly so. Not that I didn’t love what she had with Odell, it’s just that our relationship has had quite a lot going on since the very beginning so I always had to be on my toes wondering what surprise or new problem was waiting for me around the corner but this was nothing like that. It was relieving to have adult conversation where no one was judging me or relying on me to fix or mend anything. Once we were done eating, we went to the cabin on the boat and cuddled for what felt like hours until I drifted off to sleep. The sleep was peaceful, the type of sleep you get every once in a while.

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Main Characters

Vivienne Sienna Harris ~ "Sienna/ Si" (27) 

 Daughter of Valentina Simone Harris- Jimenez  and Step-Daughter to Salvador Mateo Garcia Jimenez

Mother to Brielle Harris

Sister to Kristen Hayes, Raquel, Sebastian and Arianna Jimenez

Best friend of Logan King and Phoenix Davis    

Ashton Jasper Scott ~ "Ace" (26)

Brother to Autumn Scott 

 Best friend of Austin Jackson

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Chapter 2: Lemonade

Bey

I’ve being working extremely hard on this roll out of my album. This era is extremely special to me. It’s my most personal to date. I didn’t hold back anything on this record.

My HBO special will be airing soon and tonight I am having a listening party for my family, friends and colleagues. I’ve already mentally prepared myself for the scrutiny I will receive after this project. I think every artist should be granted the opportunity to be vulnerable. I shy away from interviews but always use music to express my truths. “What you thinking about little mama?”

Jay intervenes with my heavy thought process. He has two glasses of Chardonnay tucked in his arms. I examine his aged face and brown eyes. I remember being smitten at the mere thought of him many years ago. I met my husband at 16 and only Kelly knew about the crush I had on the older man. I wouldn’t dare express my thoughts to my father. My husband pursued me when I was 19 and we engaged in a cat and mouse game until making it official on the night of my 21st birthday.

“I’m just nervous about how the album will be perceived.”

“Bey you’re a perfectionist. Your album will be dope."

_____________________

I take in the intimate scenery with all my loved ones. This will truly be a milestone in my career. I sashay towards the stage displaying confidence when in reality I'm nervous.

"Hey y'all thanks so much for coming out tonight. I put my soul into this album. I hope you guys enjoy it."

Echoes of my silent whimpers unveil the first track. Soft vocals and haunting production is heard throughout the room.  This track set the tone of my whole album.

You can taste the dishonesty it's all over 

your breath as you pass it off so cavalier.

But even that's a test constantly aware of it all

My lonely ear pressed against the walls of your world

Pray to catch you whispering

I pray you catch me listening

I pray to catch you whispering

I pray you catch me

During this time Jay and I were in a dark space. Our relationship was kind of floating in limbo. I was inquiring about infidelity only to find out my suspicions were accurate.

The room is in total silent I'm certain from disbelief.

Maurice

"Damn this album is not what I was expecting."

Lauren whispers in my ear right one cue as if we were identical. We are five tracks in and I'm in utter shock. This album has a lot of dark elements.

"Men are so stupid. Why would Jay take her for granted? I guess everyone goes through their issues behind closed doors."

Thanks to Hov's infidelity I will witness the raft of Lauren all night. This goes to show you everything that glitters isn't gold. Fans constantly place celebs on pedestals when they're only human like us.

This may be my favorite Beyonce project. I love the vulnerability that she displays. Something about artists stripping down to their rarest form makes me gravitate towards them.

As Lauren is stuffing her face with party favors I go over to congratulate Bey. She's in the middle of a circle with some of her friends. I don't want to interrupt.

"Who is this cutie?" Solange peels her shades from her eyes and begins gawking at me. I'm extremely flattered.

"Hey Maurice are you enjoying yourself?" Bey's infectious smile causes me to smile as well.

"Yeah boss lady I am. I just want you to know you did an exceptional job on Lemonade. Depth was truly showcased. I appreciate that. You are extremely strong."

"Thanks Maurice that really means a lot to me." She extends her arms towards me and embraces me in a warm hug. She smells immaculate.

"I'm going to let you guys get back to bashing men and enjoying yourselves."

I somewhat joke before seeking Lauren. I've been keeping an eye on her since her meltdown. She has yet to disclose the details and I won't press the issue either.

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Chapter 1: Houston We Have A Problem

Maurice

03/25/2016

Lauren struts in the office confidently dressed to the nines. She has on a pinned striped blazer and pants to match. She waves politely before taking a seat next to me. I giggle a little inside, obviously she didn’t get the e-mail informing us that it was fine to dress down.

We sit in the main office of Ivy Park headquarters observing our surroundings. This place appears to be very chaotic. Everyone is on the move.

“You sure we’re ready for this?” Lauren looks to me for encouragement.

“Of course we are. This is our destiny. We are living our dreams.”

She flashes a kool aid smile displaying her pearly whites. They compliment her mocha kissed skin perfectly. She tugs at a stray hair on the top of her head as Bey approaches us. A Houston Rockets dress is clinging to her curves while a pair of platform heels are adorning her feet. Her blonde curly hair is bouncing freely.

“Hi guys you look great. Lauren you look fierce but I want you to know this is a laid back environment. We aren’t stuffy at all. I sent out an e-mail to let you guys know we don’t have a strict dress policy.”

“Ok Bey I had no idea. I will keep that in mind tomorrow.”

“Before you guys get your day started I have some news for you two. As you both know this internship is a year. Being that yall are in our care for a year we are also providing housing. You two will share a two bedroom condo. its fully furnished and you will receive a food incentive.”

“That’s very dope of you and Ivy Park. Thanks boss lady.”

“Once again thank you for this opportunity.”

We both display our gratitude towards Bey and her team This means a lot to us both. I traveled from Memphis to Texas in hopes that it will result in a great outcome.

After giving us a tour of the office we were escorted to our department. We get to sit among all the creatives to pitch ideas. Lauren’s cubicle is right across from mines. She seems to be getting a lot of attention from niggas in here.

I begin constructing a design that has been settled in my head for some time. I have the perfect idea for the winter collection. I breathe, sleep and eat art. I have always possessed an unconditional love for street style.

I hate that the minority are the primary fashion consumers but a lot don’t own their own lines or support their own when they do launch. I have dreams of starting my own line one day.

There is a guy hovering over Lauren and she appears to be uncomfortable. She keeps trying to wave him off yet he’s persistent. I notice that our lunch break is slowly approaching. I decide to head towards Lauren’s desk to save her.

“Hey babe are you ready for lunch?” My question causes heads to turn including hers. She smiled a little catching wind of what I was trying to do.

“Yes baby I’m ready. I was waiting for you to come over.” As she gets out of her chair I place my right arm over her petite frame. She grabs a hold to her purse and we begin walking in unison towards the door.

“You know everyone is going to think we’re together now?” She whispers softly once we enter the elevator.

“Let em talk. I can tell how uncomfortable you were with them hounding you.”

“It was annoying. I made a promise to myself to make business connections and focus on my craft. I didn’t come here for pleasure.”

I totally understand her views. I made a vow to myself as well. Only stick to Ivy Park business. I don’t have time to be caught up in any bullshit.

Lauren

Maurice and I decide to catch a cab down to a plaza to take advantage of our hour and a half lunch break. The ride is mostly silent besides the sounds of the radio. I’m honestly just trying to feel him out a little. The driver makes a halt at our destination and we quickly make our way to the street.

“What do you have a taste for?” Maurice gives me the courtesy of picking the meal.

“I’m not sure I wouldn’t mind having a burrito though.”

“Why do women always do that?”

“Why do women always do what?” My gaze goes up and down his body and I roll my eyes.

“Yall are always difficult when its time to eat when you already know what you have in mind. My ex Erin used to that. She really bugged me out.”

“Men should be used to our ways. Now come on lets go to Taco Land.”

“Ok miss sassy ass lead the way.” His last remark made me erupt into a fit of giggles.

We walk into Taco Land and I immediately feel a sense of discomfort. I swallow hard in nervousness at the sight of him. My face is becoming hot and my palms are damp. I thought I buried him and my past behind and now he’s here in the flesh.

“Maurice I changed my mind. I don’t want to eat here anymore.” I race out of the restaurant as fast I can. Maurice is running behind me on my heels.

“Yo what the fuck Lauren?” I feel awful for the irritation and concern laced in his voice. He probably thinks I’m crazy.

I’m still walking the opposite way of the restaurant. Tears are cascading down my face. I hate that he still has this much power over me. I knew I should have left Texas when I had the opportunity.

“I apologize Maurice but I’ll see you at the condo later. I’m going to text Bey and tell her I have an emergency.”

“Is there anything I can do to help? I don’t want you to be upset.”

He reaches out his arms to comfort me and I accept his gesture. He holds me tightly without judgement. I was hoping to find out more about my new roomie. Today proves that he is a nice guy.

“Maurice just go back to work I’ll be fine I promise. I don’t want you worrying about me.”

“Ok I’ll just make sure you get home first.”

Maurice made sure I was properly sent on my way. Bey insisted she understood and that if there is anything i need let her know. Upon my arrival to the condo I notice that all of things we came with are already here. Beyonce is truly amazing.

I nosily search the cabinets looking for any type of alcoholic beverage. My luck is golden when I notice two bottles of wine in the pantry. I pour myself a glass and hope consuming this will make my sorrows disappear.

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63.

I woke up with my head on Odell's chest who was sitting up playing Madden, leave it to the big baby to bring his PS4 on vacation and of course he was playing with himself. I look up through sleepy eyes to see Madden Odell dancing.  "You need to grow up," I giggled as I sat up kissing his face.  "Why I gotta do that?" He paused the game looking at me. "You cannot be the father of my children if you wanna be a baby," I climbed on top of him blocking his view of the television.  "Is that so?" Odell gripped my ass as he looked up at me.  "Yes, Odell I want a baby."  "Well you heard the doctor, if we try for a baby you have to slow down a little, I'm not saying you have to do nothing but I don't want you to hurt yourself."  "Yes baby I heard the doctor and I hear you, actually I had an idea I wanted to run by you." "What is it?" "I actually wanted us to get a real house also work on a baby."  "Do you think you can handle that?" "As long as I have you. I mean if we're going to have a family we need a house especially since the twins live with me now."  "I'm down for that," he smiled.  "Good, I'll call Tina and have her start looking at properties in New York and Jersey." "Okay baby girl." "Come on, let's take a shower and get breakfast."  "You got it boss." We walked outboards the bathroom, stripped out of our clothes before getting into the shower. As I was letting the water caress my soft skin I felt Odell's long fingers reach down and slide deep inside me as his other hand massaged my breast. I moaned out softly as he toyed with my wet jewel. Just as I was reaching my release Odell stopped.  "Baby!" I whined. "Arch your back." He whispered in my ear as he pinned me to the shower wall. I did exactly as I was told arching my back preparing myself for him. Odell slid himself deep inside of me pump rapidly hitting my spot each time, I could feel my orgasm rising with every stroke. I was dripping wet for him, my walls were contracting around this shaft. The passion is in his stroke was absolutely undeniable, this was the  most steamy session we had in quite some time. I throw my ass back against him matching his rhythm as our moans and grunts filled the room. Odell grunted that he was about to cum as he slowed down his stroke. "Give it to me," I screamed out tightening my muscles around him as he pushed himself in and out of me. "Give me your baby daddy!" "God!" Odell moaned as we climaxed together. After reaching our peak we washed each other bodies before getting out of the shower. Today was my first full day as owner of the radio station, it was an easy job, the only task I really had to cover was hiring a new Dj. I dressed casual wearing an Ivy Park sports bralette with a high waisted jean skirt with a jean moto jacket and some sneaker wedges. I put my hair in a high puff with a clear visor. Odell was dressed in a pair of sweats, a gray extended tee with some sneakers. Odell had training this morning, so he dropped me off at the station so we could get our work done then we would go to lunch together. I walked into the station greeting everyone, in doing so I saw Chris Brown and his team sitting there waiting to be interviewed. "Hello there." I smiled sweetly trying not to seek to excited about seeing him. "What's up beautiful, what you doing here?" "I'm the new owner, it's my first day." "Look at you, boss lady." "I'm going to have some coffee in my office would you like to join me until your interview?" "I'd love that." I showed Chris into my office then went to make us both a cup of coffee. I handed Chris the coffee then sat down on the edge of my desk before him. "You know we never did hang out." "Well after I saw you, Odell and I decided to go on vacation so I haven't been home." "You know, you look real good today, well you always look good honestly." He said stroking his finger up and down my bare leg. "Is that so?" I smirked. "Yes it is, you always look so put together, smelling all good, then have the nerve to have those pretty nipples out in this thin little top." He drew closer to me putting his coffee down in the desk. I took in his intoxicating scent as he stood before me, he was a god. Just the slight of him alone had my hormones running wild, it honestly had to contemplating using that pass on his fine country ass. "Kiss me," He demanded with authority and I wasted no time doing just as he asked.

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32

August and Onika sat alone in the control booth at Savage Records. They listened to the playback of a song they'd recorded several days earlier, and August jotted notes down as the track played.

"I think that part needs work," Onika suggested. "Too much reverb, I think."

Nodding, he backed the tape up and listened to the segment again. "Yeah, I think you're right," he said, then looked at her with a smile. "How do you know so much about all this technical stuff?  I thought that was my job."

"I like to stay informed," she said with a smile.

August couldn't take his eyes off her. "You're amazing," he said, his eyelids growing heavy as he felt butterflies trip through his stomach.

"Stop it!" she joked, hitting him and turning away bashfully.

"No, I mean it," August said. "I've never met anyone like you."

Onika's gaze met with his and her smile faded. She hated herself for thinking it, but she was falling for him fast. Every minute they spent together was a joy.

Suddenly she felt like a hypocrite for swearing to Sevyn last night that there was nothing going on between them. Truthfully there wasn't. So what if they had feelings for each other? That was normal for people who worked so closely together, right? Sure, August was funny, smart and devastatingly handsome, but that didn't mean she would act on her feelings. They had a professional relationship and that was all. "You're pretty cool yourself," she finally said to him, then looked away nervously.

August turned back to the mixing board and laughed. "I'm sorry."

"No, you don't have anything to be sorry about," she replied.

"No, I mean I'm sorry for this..." he began, then leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. At first he felt her pull away, but something must have eased her mind because a second later she was returning the kiss.

He put his hands on her waist and savored the sweet taste of her lips. It felt so right that he didn't want to stop. To his surprise, the guilt that he expected to feel wasn't there. He didn't think about Sevyn at all. His full attention was on Onika and her soft kisses.

Meanwhile, Chris and Robyn started down the staircase at the Carter mansion, their tennis rackets in hand as they prepared to leave for the Valley Beach Club. "You're going to kill me out there," he said and gave her a playful nudge. "August just kicked my ass at basketball this morning. I'm going to be worn out by the end of the day."

Robyn laughed and kissed him lightly. "Don't get too worn out," she said seductively. "You'll need some energy for tonight."

A grin broke out across his face and he chased her the rest of the way down the stairs just as the doorbell rang. Leilani appeared from another room and ambled over to answer the door.

A police officer and a plain clothed detective entered the foyer and showed Leilani their badges. "Excuse us, Ma'am, is there a Julian Thompson residing at this address? He might also be using the alias Chris Brown."

Chris and Robyn both snapped to attention, their eyes riveted to the police officers standing in the foyer. "I'm Chris Brown," he said with a frown. His heart began beating wildly and he could feel Robyn's intense green eyes burning into him. This definitely didn't look good for him.

The detective removed a pair of handcuffs and took Chris by the arm. "Mr. Brown, we're placing you under arrest for the murder of Shad Moss," he said, twisting his arms behind his back and latching the cuffs around his wrists.

Chris rolled his eyes, knowing immediately that Karrueche's name was written all over this. She said she would call the police and tell them where to find him, and she followed through with her promise. He looked at Robyn who stood perplexed at the sight of her husband being arrested for murder.

Sean sat in the back of his jet on the way to the Dominican Republic. He tapped his foot nervously on the floor and repeatedly looked at his watch. He didn't think he'd be able to keep his sanity for much longer. Glancing out the window, he saw the welcome sight of land in the not far off distance. Hitting the call button on the PA system, he called to the cockpit and spoke to the pilot. "Jake, how much longer?"

A few seconds later, the pilot's crackling voice sounded over the intercom. "We're coming up on the island now, Mr. Carter," he said. "I'm going to start our landing now."

Sighing with relief, Sean leaned back in his seat and tried thumbing through a magazine to keep his mind off of Trey. The attempt was futile, as his mind continuously raced in a hundred different directions. Questions nagged at him relentlessly. What were Beyonce and Trey doing on the island together? Were they having an affair? And what led to the explosion that took his nephew's life?

A violent bump in the cabin caused him to jolt back to reality. He looked out the window and wondered what was going on. They must have hit some turbulence. But from the looks of things, it was a relatively calm day.

Shrugging it off, Sean laid his head back and tried to focus on the task that lied ahead of him. Seeing Beyonce after the way he treated her several days ago was going to be difficult. Her state of mind was a mystery. He didn't know what to expect. All he wanted was to get her back home with him so they could start over again. He loved her more than anything. He would do anything to get her back.

Another violent jolt caused him to sit up with a start. Within seconds the small jet was rocking back and forth with such intensity that he felt his stomach doing flips. A loud explosion in the back of the jet sent alarms off in his head and he quickly called up to the cockpit.

"Jake! What's going on up there?" he asked in a panic.

The speaker popped and sparked as the pilot's voice came out in broken syllables. He could barely make out what Jake was saying.

"....engine blew....." said the pilot, yelling over the sound of the thundering noise that erupted from the craft. "....tail breaking apart.....malfunction....hold on."

The severity of the problem sunk in and Sean quickly fastened his seat belt. He couldn't make out what the pilot was saying but it didn't sound good. He felt the plane spiraling downward, aimlessly and out of control. Closing his eyes, he braced himself for the worst. They were going down and would surely wind up in a fiery ball of twisted metal.

Thoughts of Beyonce flashed through his mind. He feared the finality of it. He would never have the chance to make it up to her. To make her his wife again and live the life that they'd dreamed about...

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Beyonce was standing on the terrace at her hotel room in Santo Domingo, staring out at the blue ocean in a daze. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek as she thought about the mess her life had become. Just a few weeks ago she was so blissfully happy at the prospect of being married to Sean for the rest of her life. Then Pharrell showed up and put a stop to that. In a weak moment she ran to Trey and they discovered the love that they'd been denying for so long. Then tragedy struck and she lost him forever.

The traumatic turn of events was enough to send her into a deep depression. She should have left the island days ago but she couldn't bring herself to. She couldn't face anyone back home. What was more, she couldn't leave because it would mean she had accepted that Trey was gone forever. She wasn't prepared to do that. She couldn't leave him behind.

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Meanwhile, the jet quickly descended toward the island, rocking back and forth as the pilot tried desperately to level it out. He had to find a way to bring the jet down as safely as he could, but it seemed like an impossible task. They were going way too fast and he struggled to bring the nose up.

In the rear, Sean gripped the sides of his seat and prayed for a miracle. He looked out the window and a saw the tops of palms trees. He closed his eyes and seconds later he felt the jet hitting the trees, snapping them like toothpicks as it barreled through the vast jungle.