Gang Leader's Kid (#1) ✔

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Kihanna's P.O.V

I wrapped the apron around my bulging tummy and went back to the counter. I worked in a cute little bakery down the street from where I live, I loved the smell that welcomed you whenever you came in but that wasn't the reason why I worked here, okay maybe a little bit of me worked here because of that...but the actual reason I worked here was because my aunt had left me her bakery when she could no longer work. She taught me to bake and make cupcakes, so technically I was the owner of everything here but her eldest daughter was the manager and boss of the accounting which was helpful because she was amazing at her job and she would help out a lot.

The reason she wasn't the owner of this because she was never interested in baking or cooking or anything of that sort so my aunt left it to me which I was happy about because as you can tell, I loved baking then stealing some cookies. Don't worry, I pay for the food that I eat...if I remember that is.

'Hey sexy slut.' My cousin, or my aunt's eldest daughter, Layla greeted me. I chuckled at the nickname she gave me because she was always the sexual one and everyone knew it since she hit puberty. She wasn't a whore, definitely not because she has only had sex with two guys in her life and she lost her virginity at seventeen or eighteen and in her words, she told me that guys could be boring because they weren't her type. She is now twenty eight and pretty as ever even though she won't believe it.

'You're nice.' I replied with a smirk on my face as I looked down at my drawing I was currently doing to waste my time here so I could just go home and watch quality television and feel proud.

'What? I said sexy.' She said winking at me then leaned down to kiss my cheek. 'How is my favourite pregnant cousin?' She asked while sliding in a tray of cupcake for display underneath the counter. I'm her only pregnant cousin, is that bad?

'Tired.' I said, yawning for affect while looking at her. She narrowed her eyes at me, a small questioning smile on her lips; it's what she did when she tried to figure out something and it always has bugged me. 'Something happened. Hmm.' She said as she thought, the bell on the door rang and I turned to see a couple of people coming into the bakery.

'Enough of "thinking", we have customers.' I said, nodding my head over to the people that entered the bakery. Groaning, I got out of my seat wondering why the hell I didn't bring my damn foot massager, oh that would have felt amazing to have.

It was around one when I got my break and when I did, I went into the staff area and plopped down on the chair like a dude jumping down on a couch to watch the game. My feet were so sore and swollen, I started to rub there and winced when the pain shot up my leg making it even more painful. The door opened and I saw Layla come in with her hands on her hips as she looked down at me and I gave her a questioning look as to ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

'A man should be doing that for you, precisely your baby daddy.' She said giving me a look. 'Well that guy is no man. He is a penis head.' I said putting my feet down onto the floor again but carefully because of my bump. I changed to scientific terms and stopped swearing all together because I learned that the baby can listen to you which made me think that his first word might be something bad, it would be funny but no.

'Whatever, just saying. I need to go, orders are coming in quick and I need you there in a couple more minutes.' She said then turned to go out the door but before that, she yelled, 'Make sure you wash your hands. We need sweet not cheesy smelling food.' I laughed at her saying then sighed as I got ready to go back out there.

Layla was right, the orders were coming in quick. Even though we had a couple people working with us today, it was still a Saturday meaning it was busy as a hospital? Some of the other workers were kind enough to do some of my customers while the brainless numpties or whores were sitting around filing their nails which pissed me off to the max.

I, being the kind and calm person (I could hear my conscience scoffing at that), ignored them and went to table number four. I should have asked one of the whores to do it because it was a table that had Blake and some of his friends there, the ones that I saw when I first went to find Tristan but some of them I didn't know and when I tried to look for the demon, he was nowhere in sight which I was thankful for.

'Welcome to Sugar Rush, how can I help you?' I asked in the sweetest voice possible but I knew that was going to change very soon.

'You do bring a sweet rush to me.' One of the guys said as the other chuckled making me drop my sweet façade a little. My eyes wandered over to Blake who was still looking down at the menu so he didn't see me standing there.

'Hmm, nothing seems sweet enough. I want to see those candies over there.' Blake said looking up and nudging his head over to the whores, he turned to me and his eyes widened before they went back to normal and he looked at me with a smirk. 'Well, if it isn't Kihanna. How are you sweetie?' I hated him, I really did.

'I'm fine, now order up.' I said, slightly losing my sweet voice.

'Alright, alright.' He gave me his order and it sounded as if he wanted to feed fifty hungry elephants but then explained to me that it was for the guys that were with him and for the others back at his office. When he said office, it sounded odd because where I went to find Tristan didn't seem like an office at all but guess it was one.

'Myself or one of the other workers will be back with your order.' I sighed as I gave the order to the cook. I went back out to see Tristan back with the other guys, his eyes caught mine for a second before I high tailed out of there and into one of the cool storage rooms. I placed my hand on the wall as I breathed in and out slowly, I gasped as the door opened and I saw Tristan.

'What are you doing here?' I asked bewildered, my heart was slightly beating faster than normal which I didn't like because this was not the way I should be acting towards this asshole.

'Nice outfit by the way.' He said winking at me, I looked down at what I was wearing and saw that I had a yellow sundress on and my apron, my hair was tied into a ponytail. There was nothing special about it? I was about to say so when I felt his lips against mine and all thoughts flew out of my ear.