Short Stories Collection

A Gangsta, My King

Inspired by the song Gangsta - Kehlani

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Watching him work around the room, the men gravitate towards his power, the women are attracted to his good looks.

But his eyes are only set on me, his queen sitting at her throne. I whisper things in his ear that he needs to do, I whisper his deepest thoughts that he tries to cage in.

I'm his strength and his weakness. I bring out the darkness and the light.

"Do you want her?" I whisper in his ear. The little girl trying to be grown flaunting her innocence around the room, that is filled with killers.

"No" He says back. I know his gaze flicks to her every now and then. Is it annoyance, maybe disgust at how someone brought a girl as young as his sister into this room?

"She keeps trying to get your attention though"

Girls have been trying to get more of his attention lately, trying to get this alpha male to remove himself from his queen, craving his power.

I'm his ride or die. I've built him from the ground up and pushed him to things he never thought of doing. A queen as dangerous as her king.

I watch him shrug his shoulders and move away from me to get another drink, a body moves to stand beside me and a drink is put in front of me to grab.

I don't drink on these kind of nights, the nights where I know my king has disturbing thoughts running in his head. The nights where I know, little kittens are trying to take down the queen by getting to her king. Tonight I actually worry.

"He was with her last night" I shake my head at his second in command "I will always be truthful with you big sis, I won't ever tell you a lie" I nod my head. My little brother has been in this game for as long as I have.

My king found us when I dragged my dead beat dad out onto the street and beat him with his own baseball bat he was beating my younger brother with.

My mother died a few years before I met my king but that day everything changed. My king took my brother under his wing and me into his bed.

He was my boyfriend then and my king now. He didn't know what my father was like, but to see his girl like that after dropping her off after their date, solidified for him that it was about time I knew about his secret life.

On the outside I was the shy girl he was intrigued by, once he saw what lay deep down inside he fell hard.

"When last night?" I ask. The girl feels my gaze on her, she looks up and stiffens before smirking disappearing off somewhere.

"It's just water, before he come home to you" I take the drink and watch my brother walk away. I look back to find my king cornering the girl by the bar. To me his hands on her hips look like he was going to take her then and there. Her eye catches mine and smirks, I tilt my head to the side daring her to do what I know she is trying to do.

I love my king, I would do anything for my king and if he wants to take a little girl to his bed he can, but his queen will be gone.

My brother comes back to stand beside me as do a few other men as my king looks up following the girls gaze.

I blow him a kiss and take my leave of the main house to go to our secret hide away. My sanctuary away from this life, where we seclude ourselves and just pretend we don't have anything else going on.

I hear a smash on the bar, glass shatters everywhere. He knows I'm pissed when I don't show emotion

"I'm no longer yours if you've decided to sleep with little girls" I say feeling his hand grip onto mine