Betrayed & Pregnant

Chapter Two..... Landon Kingston

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Today was going to be a long day. My father had to meet up with some guy from a small coffee shop and take care of business. My father was none other than Conrad Kingston, the Mafia King. I was instructed to come because I was going to be taking over his place. I was going to be Landon Kingston, Mafia King. Just the sound of it made a cruel smile form on my face. People would tremble at the mention of my name. I vowed to make everyone bow before me. I have always gotten what I wanted with no hesitation.

My father knew how to take care of his family. My mother knew how she was supposed to listen. She wasn't allowed to go out alone because then she could get killed just for being Conrad Kingston's wife. We headed for the coffee shop late in the day. I noticed people were looking towards our SUV's with fear and already closing shops, so that they were not in the view of the Mafia King. The less attention on them the better. Soon they will do the same with me as well.

We arrive at the coffee shop when I notice a young girl leaving in a rush. She seems to get nervous when the bodyguards get out. She looks so innocent and pure. I am not really sure what comes over me but I want her. I have this unexplainable feeling of possessiveness consuming me. I have never felt this way before. What scares me more is that I want her to like me for me and not who I really am. I don't want her to fear me just to be with me.

My father would beat the fûck out of me for thinking like this. Destroy, Conquer, and Contol. That is what our family motto is. Even though I live by these rules religiously, I have a sudden need to do the complete opposite with her. When I come back to my thoughts I see that she is out of my sight. I wonder who she was? I don't want my father to know my interest in her, because he will take her by force and give her to me. Even though that is tempting, I want to get her differently.

We all get out of the SUV and then my father like the King he is gets out last. We follow him into the coffee shop. I see a man shaking tremendously. He sees my father and bows his head. "M-Mister Kingston. H-how can I help you?" he says gulping loudly. My father looks over at the man and narrows his eyes at him. "Have a seat, Mr. Smith. We have a few things to discuss. First off, you owe me your weekly p*****t. I haven't received it yet. Second, my son will be taking over for me soon and I expect the same respect for him. So where is my p*****t John?" my father said with a deadly calmness.

Mr. Smith was sweating fiercely and his eyes kept going everywhere but at my father. My father nodded at his men and they started walking towards Mr. Smith. "Fine, I will make my point very clear," my father said as he looked right in Mr. Smith's face. His men were holding Mr. Smith's arms and my father walked right in front of him and punched his face and ribs several times. "I expect my money by tomorrow or else," he says as he punches and kicks him some more.

Mr. Smith was bleeding everywhere and groaning in pain. My father leaned down and grabbed Mr. Smith's chin harshly and forced him to look at him. "Do I make myself completely understood?" he says sternly. "Y-Yes M-Mister Kingston. I will have it tomorrow." Mr. Smith said cautiously. My father nodded his head and turned around and walked out the door. I followed him out and into the SUV.

That night I tossed and turned all night. I couldn't sleep at all, because all I could think about was that girl. I woke the next morning with a damn hard-on. I had to take a shower, masturbate, and make myself cûm from my fûcking hand. I was so frustrated. I have never had to use my hand to give myself pleasure. I have always had someone take care of me, but now all I can see is that girl. I need to have her. I imagine her lips wrapped around my côck as I grab her hair and thrust roughly in her throat as she gasps for air.

I feel my balls tighten as I see her sucking my huge côck. I spurt rope after rope on the shower wall. I wash away my mess and get out of the shower. I dry off and then get dressed. Today is the day. I am going to go find my girl. Whether she knows it or not, she has officially become mine.

I drive to the coffee shop and notice that it is open. I go in and spot her behind the counter. She is a breath of fresh air. I hear her laughing and working hard. I notice that she spotted me and she is literally eye fûcking me. I walk up with a devilish smile. Her whole face turns red. No doubt from the thoughts she was thinking. "C-Can I help you? W-What can I get for you?" She stutters as her face gets redder. I chuckle softly and feel my heart beat rapidly. "I would like a coffee and a muffin. Maybe a few minutes of your time?" I say shyly. I'm not sure why but I am so nervous.

She smiles softly and my heart flutters again. She finished with all her customers and then she went to sit down with me and talk. "So what's your name?" She asked curiously. I just chuckled and scratched the back of my neck nervously. I wasn't sure what to say. What if she knew my family? So I settled for my first name. "My name is Landon. What about you?" I said softly. "My name is Krista." She says softly. I sat there for hours just talking to her. I have never had this good of a time with anyone before. She is so innocent and thankfully doesn't know who I am. I count the days till I have her in my arms.