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Chicken and Fries

1 hour later

"Just tell me what you want to eat and stop being stubborn," Mr. King said seemingly tired of my antics.

We were going about this for a hour and I wouldn't give in. The Mercedes Benz sat waiting on us to make up our mind to get out and eat but although my belly spoke otherwise I didn't want to. I wanted to know, what the hell just happened back there!

"..The soon to be mother of my children..." Like the hell?

"You wanted to get rid of the boys so, I helped," he said rolling his eyes.

"That's the only reason?" I asked wanting to here him say no, jump on me and ravish my mouth. I didn't miss the fact that he called Steven, Jake and my manager, boys.

Boss Kristina, he's their boss, their boys to him.

"Baby girl, I own a company, I don't say things that won't come true. I am a futuristic man and I see you in my future."

I sat in the car dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Mr. King chuckled and came out of the car. I also hurried, this time towards man and not away from some men.

That sounded stupid even in my head. I laughed.

Mr. King looked around at me amused at why I'm laughing I assume.

My boss held the door as we entered a fancy restaurant, all eyes turning to us. I held down my head, using my black hair to cover my face. I hated being the centre of attention.

"This way Mr.King," I heard a female say. I didn't have to lift my head to know her breast was falling out.

"Kristina." Mr. King addressed me, making me go speechless again.

"Say my name again," I sputtered out.

I face palmed myself again.

"Mosquito again??" asked Mr. King, amusement as usual. "hold up your head Kristina."

My eyes met his and a smile enveloped his lips. He tightened his hold on my waist and led us the table.

"Chicken and fries," Mr. King said to the escort not even looking at the menu.

I laughed.

"Do they serve chicken and fries here?" I couldn't stop my laughter.

"I don't know but that's what I want," Mr. King said cockily.

"Why did you say boys?" I changed the subject after finish laughing. I wanted to know.

"Huh?" he said seemingly not understanding.

"Why did you call your employees boys?" I asked again louder causing people to look around. I held down my head again. My shell was silently taking me in.

"I call them boys because they just want one think from women like you but me, a man, wants you soul, mind and body as my wife."

Why was he doing this to me!

"Women like me?"

"Yes, women who's oblivious to their beauty."

Before I could answer the the food came, the chicken and fries laid deliciously in the plates.

"Your served Mr. King," the slutty ass waitress stated slushing her breast.

"You Ms.," I read the name on the name tag," Tamie, please go serve someone else before I take my chicken and shove it up your slack ass."

"I'm going to make you my pretty lilly chicken and me, your fries." Mr. King joked.

I laughed.

"Chicken and Fries"

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Updated.

Long time. I'll start updating more. I have school work so I'm trying to balance. Tell people about the book. Big up all the Jamaicans out there💯☀