"Normani hun are you almost ready!?" I heard my mom call from downstairs. I rolled my eyes hard and huffed heavily in extreme annoyance.

"Yes mom gosh!" I dryly yelled back.

"We have to be there by 3 so I can be back in time to make my dinner date with Morris!" I heard her loud voice getting closer which means she was coming to my room only making me even more annoyed. I rolled my eyes again.

"Morris Morris Morris." I mumbled to myself. Morris is my moms new fiancé, Im not his biggest fan he's kinda weird to me, but my mother is obsessed with the man. He's all she ever talks about.

"You know Normani, your Dad sounds excited to have you coming to stay with him." I nodded my head looking up seeing my mom in my doorway.

"I know your not too excited about this move, but it will be good for you and your dad's relationship. You haven't seen him in a few years." I rolled my eyes agin for the third time in 10 minutes. She's spewing sappy bullshit when the truth is she's sending me off with him so she can run off and live a freely with her wealthy future husband.

"Yeah okay mom whatever." I said brushing past her and grabbing a picture frame of me and my best friend Megan off of the wall so I could pack it up.

"What's up with the attitude, young lady?" She asked me. I turned to her giving her a "really" face. "What?" She replied cluelessly.

"Why don't you just be honest and tell me why you're forcing me to go and stay with Denzel." I spoke up. She sighed.

"Normani you know why, you're 19 now and I think staying with your dad will be good for you. He could pay for your college if you decide to go or he might even give you some big important job at his company. You never know. So many opportunities could come from this." My mom answered. I kept the same face not buying her bullshit.

"Look, I don't understand why you would even want to stay here. There's nothing happening here hun. All your friend are either off to college or not doing shit. You're not some little girl anymore baby. You have to worry about your future and make good decisions and I think this will be a good start." She explained. I continued packing letting what she was saying go in one ear and out the other.

"My stubborn girl." My cooed softly grabbing my face. I rolled my eyes. "You know I wouldn't force you to do anything if I thought it wouldn't be beneficial for you or would harm or hurt you. Just try it for me, please. Just one year, if you don't like it you can come home and I won't force you to do anything else again." She said as if I wasnt already half way packed and ready to go.

"Will you try just one year for me, my love?" She asked me softly with hopeful eyes. I sighed giving in.

"As if I have a choice." I said and she smiled brightly.

"Good. I love you." She said kissing my nose with her glossy lips. I scrunched up my face wiping the sticky gloss off my nose. She laughed and left my room leaving me to myself. I sighed loudly.

My mom randomly got in contact with my dad one day and randomly dropped the bomb one day that I was going to stay with him a few weeks ago. I haven't seen my dad since I was thirteen. In those years of not seeing him I did speak to him on the phone a couple of times.

My parents divorced when I was seven and I used to stay with my dad during the summer. Every summer he had a new girlfriend, fiancé, or wife that was young enough to be his daughter. All they ever wanted was his money which is why ever relationship never worked out, but he always had a side piece waiting to be wifed up anyway.

I finally finished packing and dragged my things downstairs seeing my mom on the phone.

"Morris is around the corner, he can help you put the things in the car then we can go." She told me. I nodded.

"Is he coming with us?" I asked. She shook her head no.

"No, but he says he's going to miss you and he hopes you have a good time while away." She told me. "isn't he sweet." She gushed I blinked blankly at her.

I bet he's happy I'm leaving. He probably put the idea in her head to send me away to my dads. My mom met Morris a year and a half ago. She said it was love at first sight, but I know my mom was just happy to find another wealthy man to have in her life. I wouldn't say my mom is a gold digger, she's just high maintenance and has high expectations and needs a man that can afford that. She has her own money and she needs her man to match that. In her efforts to keep Morris she just does whatever he tells her to do. I personally think he's a manipulator, control freak, and an asshole.

Morris finally made it to the house and quickly and happily put my bags in the car. I scoffed shaking my head and headed to the car.

"You ready!" My said excitedly as I sat back in my seat not answering her. "Aww, it'll be fine, Angel." She cooed pouting and rubbing my arm.

And we made our way to the airport.

-

Hopped off the plane at LAX and texted my dad letting him know that I made it. He told me he sent somebody to get me and that I should see them at baggage claim.

I followed all the other passengers to baggage claim finding my two huge bags and struggling to drag them to the bench. When I finally got them near the bench I looked around for someone who could possibly be here for me.

Not long after starting my search I saw a tan bald man with a sign that said my name on it in big bold black letters. I waved my hand at him and signaled for him to help me.

"Hello, Are you Ms.Hamilton?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"That's me. What's your name?" I asked kindly.

"I'm Julius." He replied and I told him it was nice to meet him.

He picked up each huge and heavily bag, one in each hand as if it was light and lead the way to the car. He opened the trunk and swiftly placed the bags in the car then opened the back door for me to get in then helped me in and closed the door back.

-

We pulled up to my dads new mansion. My mom says he just brought this home a month ago. It was huge and had a fountain in the middle of the drive way.

Julius parked the car in front of the front door and hopped out helping me out and getting my bags.

The door opened and a slim and tall white lady with long blonde bone straight hair and bright blue eyes came out the door. She had on a short black dress. She smiled at me.

"Hi, you must be Normani." She said pronouncing my name incorrectly.

"It's Normani actually and yes that is me. Are you the maid?" I asked genuinely wondering. Her smile immediately dropped and she scoffed.

"Of course not. Do I look like one?" She asked me. I looked her up and down and she indeed was dressed like one.

"You're dressed like one." I said honestly. She blinked rapidly and nodded.

"I'm your fathers assistant." She told me. I nodded.

"Oh I'm sorry. Nice to meet you...." I trailed off waiting for her name.

"Paris." She replied. I smiled brightly to her shaking her hand.

"Well come on in. Julius will take your bags up to your room." She spoke and turned on her heels walking back for the front door as I followed.

I came in the huge house and noticed the huge diamond dripped chandelier and grand staircase. I was use to these type of houses so I wasn't surprised.

"Normani! Honey! How are you?!" I heard my fathers loud voices boom startling me. He was at the top of the stairs with a huge grin on his face. I gave him a tight lipped smile back.

"Dad, hi." I said with fake enthusiasm. He happily hopped down the stairs and down to the main floor. He held his arms open wide waiting for me to walk into them so that he could engulf me into a hug. I slowly walked to him giving him a hug as he wrapped his long arms around me tightly.

"Look how big you've gotten! Where did my little girl go!" I said as he pulled away and looked over me. I shook my head. He grabbed my hand twirling me around.

"Daaad, what are you doing?" I whined out.

"I'm just....I haven't seen you in years. I'm shocked at how much you've grown. You're a young lady now." He answered truthfully.

"Yep that's what happens when you turn nineteen." I said sarcastically. He just smiled brightly again.

"We have to get you a car. What kind do you like?" He randomly said out of nowhere.

"Mm, I want a hot pink jeep. Can I get one of the those?" I asked.

"Anything for my Princess." He said. "Ouu Princess, I have a surprise for you!"

"A surprise what kind of surprise?" I asked confused.

"I want you to meet some people." He said walking away through a door.

At the sound of "some people" many things popped up in my mind siblings? other family? his assistant was here so maybe some people from the company? literally anything than what it really was.

I followed him through the door and saw him standing there with his arms around two women. Two very beautiful women might I add.

One was a gorgeous light skinned taller woman who had wavy honey blonde hair and golden eyes. She had on a black top and shirt that had silver buttons scattered on it with pink heels. She had a sweet smile on her face.

The other woman was an equally beautiful shorter woman with long dark hair that had a side part in it and dark alluring almond shaped brown eyes. She had the cutest dimples as she smiled at me as well. She also had on black, but a black dress instead that exposed her cleavage a bit and her heels were black and silver.

I stared at them confused....wondering who they were and trying to figure that out on my own before my dad told me.

hmm...rich man...huge mansion...women...black dresses....MAIDS!

I smiled back at them after drawing my conclusion. I don't know what kind of maids dress in those type of dresses, but my dad is weird guy, I wouldn't be surprised if he allowed his maids to dress this way.

"Normani this is Onika and this is Beyoncé. Bey and Nic this is my Daughter Normani." My father said introducing us. The lady with the dimples is Onika and the honey blonde is Beyoncé.

"Oh so you two must be the maids!" I said in a perky voice. Their smiled fell immediately like Paris' did when I assumed she was the maid.

"No...of course not silly girl!" My father said laughing as the two women beside him forced out fake awkward chuckles. I tilted my head in confusion.

"Sweetheart...Beyoncé and Onika here are my wives!" He said while squeezing their shoulders. I practically choked on the air I inhaled. Did he just say what I think he just said? Couldn't of had.

"Excuse me, your what?" I asked chuckling a bit in disbelief.

"They are my wives." He told me again.

"ONE of them is your wife." I clarified and corrected him. He shook his head.

"Both of them are." He clarified. I furrowed my brows trying to wrap my head around all of this. Now I told y'all this man was weird, but I didn't think we was this bizarre and greedy.

"Wive...ssss? With an S??" I asked again.

"Yes! S plural." Onika spoke up.

"One and Two. Multiple. More than one. Me and her." Beyoncé said. I took note of her referring to herself as one and Onika as two and I took note of Onikas reaction of that.

"You're not serious?" I said laughing a bit. There's no way these people are foreal. There's no way id go through with sharing my man or woman with another person...that's fucking crazy.

"Very serious and deeply in love with each other." My father said kissing each woman on the head.

"You...two are in love with each other?" I asked the two ladies in front of me. They looked at eachother with uncertain faces.

"Um...well we're figuring it ou-

"Of course they're in love with eachother." My father interrupted Beyoncé. I rose one of my brows.

"Oh really? Kiss...I dare you." I said not buying the bullshit act these two broads were putting up.

"Oh! That sounds like a challenge!" My father hollered excitedly. What the hell is up with him? he's like extra hype and on ten. The two women looked at him wondering if he was serious.

"You have to do it! She dared you!" My dad said entertaining my shenanigans. I smirked and crossed my arm waiting for the women to do it.

They looked at eachother unsure, but that quickly changed. It was as if they were reading each others mind. They both nodded and Onika looked at me and smirked. She placed her pointer finger under Beyoncé's chin bringing her lips down to her own. Their lips latched together as they kissed. It was an innocently kiss until Beyoncé shoved her tongue in Onika's mouth surprising me. The kiss was now sloppy and wet as their tongues tangled together. My eyes widened when Onika moaned into the kiss. She opened one of her eyes peeking at me as she moaned again making me hella uncomfortable and hot at the same time. I shifted my weight cause this was so awkward for me. I didn't expect them to do all of this. Beyoncé moaned next and grabbed Onika's waist pulling her against her body.

My dad was just standing there smiling and watching them all closely like a danm dumbass. Onika wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and raising her left leg around her waist as Beyoncé brought her even closer as her hands traveled down closer to her ass never breaking the sloppy kiss.

Are these bitches about to have sex right here in front of me??? The thought of that slightly had me hot, but also uneasy cause what the fuck!

When they need air they began to pull apart, I watch closely as Onika had the taller woman's plump bottom lip in her mouth sucking on it then pulling it between her teeth and letting it go with a pop. Beyoncé giggled and pecked the shorter girls lips two more times before they both pulled away from one another and turned back to a shocked and turned on me.