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“Hey boss,” he said as I was getting out of the car.

“Yeah?”

“You ever need anything, just call me. Anybody popped? No worries,” he said, then winked and snapped his fingers at me.

I appreciated his desire to get ahead. It reminded me of a younger version of myself.

9

ADRIANA

“Ilove him!” I said to my father. I didn’t care that he wanted Brody to stay away from me. I got what I wanted. “It’s all your fault!”

My father wasn’t the kind of man you talk back to, but I had learned how to deal with him. I put on the whole crying show, ugly sobs and everything. If there was an academy award for the best female actress in real life, I would have won.

Daddy was falling for it.

“Oh honey, it’s ok,” he said, pathetically trying to console me. There was something about seeing the king of kings try to be nurturing. He looked hellishly uncomfortable, and I was about to make things worse for him.

Before I could tell him the news of my pregnancy, one of the guards came in with a cell phone. I wanted to tell daddy in the most embarrassing way possible, but he had stopped listening to me.

“They what?” My father was saying. “Wait till we get our hands on them!”

I was used to my dad suddenly dropping everything to get to work. He’d just completely ignore me. Just like Brody was doing.

At least now I could focus on myself. Something told me that I needed to find the cause of the morning sickness. It was consistent with pregnancy, something that didn’t surprise me considering that all that amazing sex with Brody had been naively unprotected.

The thought of him filling me up with his seed somehow aroused me. On the other hand, the thought of carrying a child was definitely overwhelming. It didn’t feel real, or even possible, though I very much knew the consequences of my actions would most likely be a baby.

There’s something about lust that just turns off the brain, and Brody being the first man to really turn me on, to really make me horny, and to really please me, was part of why I just completely forgot to have him wear protection.

God, I feel dumb.

Regardless, I had to move forward and now that my father was off dealing with whatever, I could get to the doctor without being scrutinized. Daddy had decided to take me off house arrest because of my fit, and even if he didn’t, he was too busy to care.

His guards however, were way ahead of me.

“What’d your father say?” Asked one of the guards, a man named Jackson. He was lean, and kind of slimy looking. His left eye was asymmetrical with his right one, giving him a mean look.

“If you don’t know, what makes you think I do?” I asked.

“Where you headed?” He asked.

I didn’t want to alert any attention to my father, so I told Jackson point blank, “To the doctor. I don’t think you want me going alone?”

Jackson nodded. “I’m not scared of no cold. I can take you if you’d like.”

“Please.” I followed him to his car, exiting the house as if father had never put any restrictions on me. I was a free woman. Lonely, but free.

Jackson did not prove to be good company. He was quiet, and reminded me of the time I had ridden on a school bus. The driver hadn’t talked, and neither did Jackson.

That was probably for the best though, since I didn’t want him prying into my business.

“Stay here,” I said when we pulled up to the doctor’s office.

One good thing about being daughter of the head of the King mafia was that I pretty much owned the town through osmosis. The not-so-good part was that some people were too interested in me.

Money fixes all things, however.Brody had been very generous with his money. So much so that I hadn’t worried about carrying cash. Luckily, my father was also adamant about keeping a stockpile everywhere we stayed - I had taken a few grands, and hoped it was enough.

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