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Part One
Prologue
Six Months Ago
“Youwantmetotake on Vance? The leader of the Brooks family?” I ask slowly, staring at my father, who is sitting at his desk across from me. His arms are crossed, and a serious expression mars his features.
He nods. “Yes. I am stepping down, and you won’t take over my firm now that you have started your own, which I have tried to support. But this you have to do. The Brooks have been working with our family for generations before me. They willonlywork with our family, and so that means I can only pass the torch to you.”
I try to mask my excitement and appear concerned about taking them on, but this couldn't be more perfect timing. I have been in contact with the mafia for the last year, but they won’t let me into their inner circles until I can prove my worth. What better way than taking down the Brooks family so they can expand into this area and have me running things for them?
“Look, Benjamin, I know I’m asking a lot of you, but you just keep your head down and do what they ask. The most I have had to do is help them through any charges or possible raids that involve narcotics or weapons.”
I raise my chin. “Okay, Father, I think I can manage it. It is a little intimidating, but if you were able to handle, then I can too, right?” I take a page from my wife’s book and wring my fingers together, attempting to look slightly anxious.
His eyes glance down at my hands before coming back up to my face. With furrowed brows, he says, “Yes, you can. Come to me with anything you need regarding them. I promise to help in any way I can. I’m sorry, I never wanted this for you. My father pushed it on me, but I didn’t want to do that to you.”
That would be because Granddad was an actual badass and not a fucking pussy, Father.I take a deep breath and keep that thought inside. “Thank you, Father.”
“I am officially stepping down next week. Will you and Presley be coming to the party?”
I sit up straight and frown. “I will be there, but Presley isn’t feeling well, so I don’t think she will be able to make it.”
“Oh, is everything alright? Is it her anxiety again?” His brow creases with worry.
I nod solemnly. “Yeah,” I sigh. “I think more is going on with her mentally, so I’m trying to get her the help she needs. But right now, she can’t really handle parties or being around a lot of people.”
He runs a hand down his face. “Alright, let your mother and I know if we can help with anything.”
“Thank you, Father.” I stand up at the same time he does. We shake hands, and I step out, straightening my suit jacket as I go. As I head down the hall from his office towards the elevator, the receptionist looks up from her desk. I give her a wink, my lips curving into a smirk, and she blushes and drops her eyes.
Heading down and outside of my father’s ten-story law firm, I climb straight into the car my driver has waiting for me and direct him to take me home. Leaving the city and heading out a little farther to our gated community.
When we arrive, I go straight inside and find my perfect little doll in the kitchen talking with the cook. “Presley Ann.” Her dark brown eyes jump to mine as I near. A small smile graces her perfect cock-sucking lips. “Come.”
She walks around the large island, giving the cook a small wave and taking my outstretched hand. We head upstairs and into our master suite.
“Time to take a test.”
“Ben, I–we did one yesterday, and it was negative. Maybe we just aren’t ready yet.” She mumbles the last part and drops her eyes, her fingers pinching the palm of her other hand.
I swat her hands with my own. “Stop that.”
She grimaces. “Sorry.”
I take a deep breath. “It’s alright, doll. But that isn’t good to do. Now, take a test. We are going to have a baby one way or another. I don’t care what we have to do to get it. We just have to see if you are broken first.”
Her eyes shoot up to meet mine. “Ben, they said there is nothing wrong with me. The doctor said–she said I am all good to go and there is no reason for me not to be able to get pregnant. But you—”
“No.” She pinches her lips closed and gulps. “I told you there is nothing wrong with my sperm. Now, that is enough. I have things to do. I know this is just your anxiety acting up. Go take a test and stop wasting time.”
She nods and heads into the bathroom, leaving the door open like she knows I prefer. That is the best thing about my doll. She is always obedient and listens to me in the end. I have never had to lay a hand on her to get her this perfect. She is just a good doll. Perfect for when I gain the power I will have when I take down the Brooks family and the mafia give me this area to control.
“It’s negative,” she whispers, not meeting my eyes as she hands me the test.
I look down at the single line and throw the test across the room.
“I have work to do for the rest of the day. You better figure out what the next steps are for you to get pregnant. I am tired of seeing negative tests, Presley Ann.”
