The Queen || ✔

Chapter 2: Meet The King

Charles

I looked at all of my associates seated around the table with me. We were a unified empire. Spain, France, Germany, Russia, Colombia, Italy, Brazil, Trinidad and Tobago, England and me, USA. Each had their own kingdom but we worked in peace with the other. I wouldn't consider us as criminals, we were just business men with only one goal in mind, profit.

It was up to our employees, our henchmen, to figure out how our money was made. I didn't care as long as the same amount, if not more, came into my account and pleased me. We all knew of our 'money making methods' and we didn't care to change anything.

From Spain, Esteban Louis Lopez, stood up and told everyone that the meeting was adjourned.

"I have to go, my son is graduating today. I will see you all some other time." We all let him go, with three bodyguards by his side, following his every move.

One by one, they left. All of us readying to go back to our daily normal lives, live in our big mansions and run our legal businesses as though the Mafia Empire never existed. And that was how it had been for more than a century. Our tradition was permanent and powerful.

I stood up after the deputy president of France and left. I was escorted by my body guard and right-hand man, Bullet. Him and Blade were twins and they were also my family.

I honestly didn't feel like going back to that mansion. It was my house, but didn't feel like my home. I always felt like a pariah in my own home, but I hid my feelings well. I was Charles King, I wasn't known to be a pity party prince or a sobber. I just sucked it all up and continued to drink from my glass. My golden, diamond plated glass with a crystal glass rim.

Though the one thing that really depressed me was Claudia. I never enjoyed my time in that house because of her and I gradually lost my say. I had noticed the change in myself ever since Claudia became more active in my life and I was honestly too deflated to try to change that. It was all too much for me and now more than ever I wished that I had never brought her into my life. To think that I once loved her was just an unbelievable thought.

In the car, I got a call from Hilary, my love. She had just recently given birth to my son, Mason, that moment was the beginning of my new life and my new love. It was my chance to try again with fatherhood and eventually, maybe even succeed with it.

I fell in love with Hilary. She was light-hearted and less dangerous than Claudia. She was fragile and beautiful, less intimidating, and an amazing partner.

"Hi." I said in a husky voice. She giggled. Secretly, I also felt giddy from her call, she excited me physically and emotionally.

"Hi... your son wants to see you." She said still in a cheerful tone.

"Actually... " Now or never, I thought to myself, "... I was thinking that once I get there, I could pack you up and move you in with me."

I sat there in silence, expecting her to freak out. She had mentioned the thought of being with me everyday, but thereafter Claudia would come into mind and change all of that. What she said, however, left me shell-shocked and excited.

"Really?! That's so great! I love you so much, Charles. And I can't wait to see the house... your children and..." Hilary suddenly went silent, I knew that she was scared now. Momentarily this made me wonder what I had done that had angered the devil so much for him to send his most trusted demon down for me, Claudia.

"Don't worry. I'll divorce Claudia. She'll fight, but for you I'll do anything." I reassured her, but also felt as though I was convincing myself more than I was convincing her.