Europe / Britain (London): January 6th, 1993.
In the bustling historic city of london that never sleeps, the pedestrians were going about their day to day lives with smiles on their faces at beauty of the city, but also sad looks on their faces at the horror of it whether it be financially, emotionally or physically, yet if you were to look closely at a huge company, Inside that huge company you can see the solemn looks on the faces of a handsome old man who happens to be alfred samwell, a very charming looking young man who looked to be in his late 20s, and a beautiful woman who happens to be abigail johnson - samwell, the daughter of albert johnson.
(Alfred's POV)
*BAM* *BAM* *BAM* *BAM* *BAM* *BAM*
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUCK." Said alfred screaming while banging both of his hands onto his desk hardly as veins started appearing on his old forehead from what he had just witnessed transpiring on his computer.
"What's wrong father." Asked the charming young man calmly while getting up from the sofa and making his way over to alfred who was sitting behind his desk trembling in anger.
Alfred sighed and turned his computer that had a blurry image of a naked voluptuous woman with a burnt wig on it off and looked up at his son and said "Nothing jonathan."
"Dear, your obviously angry about something and you do know you can talk to us about anything right…right dear." Said abigail while sipping her tea slowly, her eyes giving off a very dangerous, knowingly suspicious look that could not be hidden in the least even if she tried.
Alfred sighed again while getting up from his rolling chair going over to the huge windows that showcased the bustling city of london while saying with his hands behind his back "I know dear, I just have alot on my mind at this very moment."
Jonathan glanced at anigail and back at his Alfred and look at abigail again while saying calmly "Can you give us a moment."
*Clank*
"Sure." Said abigail while setting the tea back onto the table, squinting at both jonathan and alfred as she got up from the couch and left the office.
Jonathan watched as abigail left the office and after she left, looked back at alfred who was standing the window with his hands behind his back as he stared down at the bustling city of london with a look of contemplation on his face.
Jonathan made his way next to alfred and adjusted his suit tie and asking calmly "Father, why are you trying to save that bastard oliver"
"Isn't it strange." Asked alfred calmly as he stared down at the bustling city, completely making jonathan's question feel meaningless.
Jonathan had a confused expression on his face and asked "Is what strange."
"In all my years of founding and amassing my wealth, I thought that I would been happy too have all the money and beautiful women in the world at my feet, but I have never once felt truly happy." Said alfred calmly while stroking his bearded chin with his left hand.
Jonathan had a surprise look on his face at the sudden emotional atmosphere in the office and said with a sigh while looking back down at the city and saying "I thought you would have been happy to have mother as your wife and me as your son."
The room was silent for a moment, leaving only the emotional atmosphere hugging onto both jonathan and alfred as if it never wanted to let go of this rare and special moment for both father and son.
Alfred sighed, his right hand clenching into a fist behind his back as he looked at jonathan and said "Actually, the reason I marr…"
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK*
Jonathan Immediately adjusted his throat and suite, alfred doing the same, the knocking instantly breaking the mood in the office.
"You were saying father." Asked Jonathan calmly as he went over to the luxerious old whiskey on the table and poured alfred and himself a glass.
Alfred adjusted his suite and throat again while saying "It was nothing."
"Sir I have news on operation kill that hoe." Said the voice of the suspicious man from outside the office.
Alfred's lip suddenly curled up and said while stroking his bearded chin "Come in."
The door opened, revealing it to actually be the suspicious man who was last scene and only seen in chapter 35, whoops back to the story.
"Sir I have news on the whereabouts of the woman named crystalline alina knowles, also I have did some digging into her family background and also planted men close to the location of her family home under the guise of neighbors who purchased land across the street, I also planted cameras in the home of her father's family." Said the suspicious man emotionlessy with his hands behind his back, giving off a special forces aura.
"Good, very good, what are the names of the people she is closest too." Asked alfred while stroking his bearded chin and grabbing the glass full of whiskey from jonathan who was just listening.
"The family she is closest to are her grandparents, adesina knowles who is known as big mama and is crystalline's great - great - grandmother and is a former princess of the African kingdom of kaffa that fell in the late 1800s, adesina's daughter is the famous legendary opera singer mia knowles who is crystalline's great grandmother, and her grandmother is selena knowles, I have recent pictures sir." Said the suspicious man calmly while taking pictures out of his suit jacket and handing them to alfred.
Alfred grabbed the picture and looked through them one by one and said with a whistle while showing the suspicious man a certain photo "Who is this woman."
"Sir her grandmother selena knowles." Said the suspicious man calmly, his hands still behind his back.
Jonathan leaned in closely to see the pictures and said while glancing at alfred who had drool coming from his mouth at selena's photo "Uhh…father you're married."
"Hmm…oh right..uhh…I'll just keep this one, I might need it for some important activities." Said alfred while adjusting his throat and putting Selena's photo into his suit jacket.
Jonathan squinted and repeated himself "Father, your married."
"GRAHH…SHUT IT BOY, WHO SAID I CANT EXPLORE THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET." Said alfred loudly and frustratedly while going back over to the window with his hands behind his back and a contemplative look in his face.
Jonathan stared at alfred's back for a moment, catching drool coming from the corner of his mouth and sighed while saying as he took a sip of his whisky "Just say you want to explore what black women are like."
"I…I…NEVER…S…SAID THAT, SILENCE." Said alfred stutteringly loudly, his cheek's getting red from embarrassment, or likely because he was caught.
The suspicious man watched everything unfold in silence and said emotionlesy out of nowhere "Your order, sir."
Alfred took a couple deep breaths to calm himself down and adjusted his throat while looking back at the suspicious man "Keep a eye on mathew knowles personally, including his daughters and wife, actually never mind, instead send one of your girls to seduce him so you can get some dirt on him."
"Yes sir." Said the suspicious man calmly while bowing his head a little and taking his leave.
Jonathan glanced a the suspicious, man watching him leave the room and asked calmly "Can we trust him father."
Alfred sighed and said with his voice dropping low into a gravelly murmur as he looked at jonathan through the window "No, we cannot. But if he delivers me that woman, perhaps I'll forgive him."
"You mean crstalline alina knowles" Asked jonathan while looking down and stared into his whisky glass.
Alfred's lips twitched and said "The very one."
(Crystalline's POV)
"I need your help." I said softly with a new phone my ear while adjusting my hoodie and shades.
"And…what exactly do you want me to do." Asked berry's voice confusedly over the new 1993 antenna phone that I finally bought since no one in their right mind who isn't poor wouldwalk around with a oversized phone in hand all day.
I sighed while looking around the busy hospital lobby at patients that were waiting to be called and said softly "I need you to look into a man named alfred samwell, he has a target on my back."
"You still didn't answer my question, why do you always call me with your problems like I'm your manager or something." Asked berry's voice still very confused from the phone.
I took my shades off and rubbed my no makeup face and said softly with a straight face "Because I saved your label, plus your a billionaire so you have the resources to get me what I want and most definitely need most right now which is finding out who this so called alfred samwell is so are we done, good, toodles."
"W…Wai…." Said berry's loud stuttering voice from the phone, only for me to hang up before he could utter a word properly.
(Berry's POV)
*BAM*
"FUCK, DOSE SHE TAKE ME FOR A ERRAND BOY." Said berry loudly smashing his old fists hardly onto the desk.
Berry sighed and took a couple deep breaths to calm himself down while grabbing his briefcase and getting up from his seat and started taking his leave, intending to find out who this alfred samwell was, knowing deep down that I was in fact correct since if I never signed he would have sold motown in 88 from the loss of so many popular many artists which eventually leads to financial issues in the long run.
(Crystalline's POV)
I sighed for the 100th time already while picking up a newspaper and saying "Now that, that's handled I can relax and just wait for my surgeon to call m…"
"MOMMY IT'S VIXEN." Said a childish screeching, punchable, bratty and let's not forget the ish, voice that loudly filled almost, let me rephrase this part, I meant filled the whole goddamn lobby and even made a old man hyperventilate across the room in his sleep.
I jumped a little in my seat, my hands pressing against my black hoodie that was covering my face and thought with a loud huff "God I hate children, I can never enjoy one day without loudness, not even in my own home because suddenly I seem to always find mariah or bradster visiting"
"Shh…stop shouting and pointing, it's impolite and she's not a real person but a comic book character." Said a soothing mature woman's voice.
I glanced up boredly from the newspaper in my hand, only to see a full course chocolate cake treat in my face, my mouth fell open immediately and thought while rubbing my chin "Phew…damn woman, MILF ALERT, detecting a delectable full course mommy butt…HAHAHA"
I stared at the booty for a moment, noticing her skirt starting to lift all the way up, revealing a hairy bush from her lady garden and glanced at the person next to me, which happened to be a middle aged Indian man who glanced at me away from the meaty ass and gave a thumbs up while putting the newspaper up to hide his face, likely from the embarrassment of getting caught, indeed I caught a fellow man of curiosity and culture and I'm most definitely not gonna hold it against him.
"She definitely ain't seeing any man but wants to get down badly, hahahaha come to mommy ehehehe, although how should I tell this woman her cake is on full display, hmm…the body is bodying so let's try this ahem…um ms, your, GYAT, is in my face, fuck, crystalline just shut the hell up." I thought while stroking my smooth chin, my eye's examining the mount everest in front of me.
"BUT MOMMY I'M TELLING YOU, THE LADY BEHIND YOU IS VIXEN." Said the bratty boy while walking past the mature woman, shoving her cake out of my face.
"Fuck you brat, I was having the time of my life, although I wonder how she would look in a cat costume" I thought while looking at the fat little biracial boy in front of me, yes I'm not even finna sugarcoat it with him by calling him chubby since he took my booty away from me.
"U…um hello ms…can you sign my book." Asked the fat boy stutteringly, surprisingly politely with his comic book held out towards me.
"Lawd have mercy, now this boy is trying to play victim in front of the lobby audience, tell me boy why did you do it, why take my booty away from me, what are you scheming and what is your endgame" I thought with my hand finding it's way up to my chin again as I stared intently at the innocent blinking boy with his comic book held out towards me.
Suddenly the boy was yanked away from me by a hand and looked up at the woman and said out of nowhere with my hand over my mouth "Oh, my."
The woman averted her eyes and pulled her her hoodie more over face that had a big scar going across it, though it couldn't hide the beauty.
The woman looked back at me and said with a apologetic look on her face "Sorry about my son ma'…"
"It's fine, booty." I said immediately calmly with a wave of my hand.
"Hehehe, nice one" I thought with a internal smirk.
"Excuse me." Said the woman confusedly, feeling as if she misheard something.
"I said I'll sign the comic book in exchange for your phone number." I say calmly while grabbing a pen from the table that was next to me.
"Mommy, mommy give vixen your phone number, please, please, please, please, please, please, thanks mommy your the best." Said the bratty boy repeatedly while shoving the woman aside again, intending to give away her number himself to a complete stranger.
"The fuck." I muttered under my breath while watching the basically 9 or 10 year old write down his mother's phone number for me, meanwhile she's just standing there doing nothing, complete red flag if you ask me, though a delectable one I must admit.
"Here." Said the fat bratty boy with his hand extended towards me with a piece of paper in it that had numbers on it.
I grabbed the paper and shoved it into my pocket and held my hand out for the comic book.
The bratty boy handed the comic book over and I must admit that the woman on it dose indeed look like me.
I smiled at the similarities, finding it surprisingly cute that the woman had the same hairstyle I usually styled my real hair as, the same breasts in a comic styled way, and same face sh…
"Huh." I said with a what the fuck look on my face, the smile immediately turning into full blown suspicion while staring down at the twin face on the comic book.
I glanced up at the fat boy and asked calmly "When did this book come out."
"It was released a week ago." Said the fat boy innocently with a confused look on his face.
"Really now." I said calmly while clicking the pen and scribbling my autograph on the cover of it and after I was done I handed the book back to the boy.
"THANK YOU." Said the fat boy loudly with a beaming smile on his face as he left with his mother who was staring back at me suspiciously.
I smirked and pointed at myself and then back at her and did a circle with the finger of my left hand and inserted my middle finger of my right in and out of it slowly for her to understand.
The woman immediately looked away with her chest heaving up and down and started leaving quicker, her swaying hips in the tight skirt offering a full, but delightful view for my eyes which made me sigh while picturing the woman sitting on my face and sighed again with a smile, hey don't blame me at times like now I'll gladly add alot icing on that chocolate cake.
"Lucky bastard." Said a male voice from my left side.
I looked to my left and said immediately "Stop hating, virgin boy."
The middle aged Indian man immediately put the newspaper back up to cover his face that had a look of defeat on it, probably thinking I didn't also notice the look of jealousy on it either.
I picked up the newspaper that was in my lap and opened it and started reading over it and almost choked to death on my spit from seeing my face in it that explained how I'm the mother of neo - soul.
"What the hell is in the air today." I said softly under my breath while reading over a article that explained basically my whole 13 years in the music industry since I was 12, up to the present day and how I've won no grammys but pointed out my other accomplishments and and how my music redefined what music is today.
I closed the newspaper and just stared at the floor for a moment, all the sound in the lobby fading out as I thought with both of my hands covering my face "It's already been 13 whole years since I've been in the body of a woman, so I've wasted 13 whole fucking years without my damn dick."
I rubbed my nose while shaking my head in disappointment at myself for not realizing sooner that I could basically obtain my dick back through surgery, yes I wasn't kidding when I said that I wanted my dick back, it's a decision I have thought deeply on and very throughly since I've already said that I don't plan to have children, I actually meant I don't want to be the one carrying the baby, plus I'm fed up with these menstrual cycles and I most definitely don't want to know how menopause cramps would feel with this damned uterus.
"I really feel bad for women." I said softly with a sigh, knowing society expects too much of them and holds them in to high of a standard, but regardless we still love them.
I chuckled at myself, the full buffet of a booty flashing across my mind in that tight skirt she was wearing.
"ALINA KNOWELS." Said a white chubby female doctor loudly, holding the door to the back hallway where the rooms were located.
"THAT'S ME." I said loudly while grabbing my backpack and getting up from my seat. I started following her towards a room, not forgetting to put my shades back on, yeah, yall thought you were gonna catch me slacking, I'm too gorgeous for that.
I entered a room and sat my backpack down in a chair while thinking with a soft smile forming on my face "This is it, I'm finally gonna get my cock-a-doodle-doo back"
"Hello ms knowles my name is doctor howard, please change into that gown over there so we can begin by giving you a brief check up to evaluate your bodily conditions before we begin this procedure, I will also ask you questions related to your mental and physical health and also your family history on certain health issues, do you understand." Said doctor howard while putting on a pair of gloves and adjusting her glasses calmly.
I nodded and said "Yes, I understand."
"Excellent, please get changed." Said doctor howard calmly while picking up and reading over a clipboard that likely contained my information on it.
I went over to the night gown and grabbed it and started making my way towards the bathroom to get changed. Not knowing there was a full blown peaceful smile present on my face from finally feeling at peace with my body about to change, no, stop looking at my like that dumbasses, I mean I will get my dick back, I'm to beautiful to change my whole body back into a full blown man, plus it's a waste of time and to much money and also I'm to fabulous for it dah'ling.
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THE END…