Gang Leader's Kid (#1) ✔

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As soon as Tristan's lips hit mine, I melted in his touch and warmed into it, kissing him back with as much force as he put in the kiss. He pushed me back onto the wall that was behind me and pinned me onto there while wetting my bottom lip with his tongue, I didn't bother teasing him because I wanted more, more of him.

My mouth opened up and Tristan's tongue slid in, exploring my mouth and at the same time running his hands on my sides and to the back of me while another one of his hand found its way up my dress and pulled down my soaking wet panties, and that was when sense snapped back into me.

'Stop.' I pulled away from the kiss breathing hard but Tristan didn't get the message as he kissed down my neck and sucked on my sweet spot which made me moan and crash hard into oblivion. His hand was now inside my panties and playing with my clit, rubbing furiously while I moaned at the burning sensation which travelled through my body and into my core.

'Tristan.' I moaned in pleasure but a part of saying his name was asking for him to stop. My eyes open and I remembered that we had to stop because it would go back to something that I didn't want so I tugged on Tristan's hair wanting him to stop. 'Tristan, stop.' He didn't listen to me so I growled and tried pushing him off me which was very hard.

'You don't want me to stop.' He whispered in my ear while rubbing my clit making me whimper in both pleasure and the need to stop but it was too much to stop so it took all the courage in me to stop those pleasurable feelings and talk. 'Yes I do.' I stopped myself from throwing my head back and moaning under his touch.

'You sure?' He asked, pressing a little lighter on my clit which made me realise that it was now too sensitive to touch. 'I am not your fuck buddy Tristan, I'm carrying your child.' He stopped rubbing and just stared into my eyes with his cold hard ones which gave me a chance to push him away from me. 'You made it clear that you don't want this kid or me in your life, so just go.' My voice broke half way through that sentence and tears blurred my vision but none escaped.

Tristan clenched his jaw before walking out and slamming the door shut making me flinch. I felt disgusted, so disgusted with myself that I let the tears pour out of my eyes and I slid down on the floor. I hated him. He made me fall for him, he made me think that having sex with him would be a good thing he lied all those times, he lied to get what he wanted knowing what would happen. He left me pregnant, he had sex with me pregnant and now he touched me again while I was pregnant and I let him because I'm one of those stupid girls that would let guys do whatever to us.

'Kihanna?' I heard Layla's voice which made me wipe my tears quickly and answer her so she didn't think that something was up. Hopefully she didn't see Tristan come into here or she would know for sure that he had hurt me in some way or another. 'Yeah?' My voice sounded hoarse and I was hoping that she didn't notice.

'We got customers lining up as if there is a strip show on, come out and help please. The guys are still waiting on their order.' I chuckled and wiped the rest of my tears away as I stood up and took a breath in and out. I walked out with a smile plastered on my face saw that Blake's order was done so I took it to their table, ignoring the eyes of Tristan but I stole a glance anyway and the look he had on scared me. His jaw was clenched while his eyes were burning a hole through the table, poor table.

'Here is your order.' I smiled then turned to walk away when I heard a wolf whistle so I turned back to see the guy from earlier wink at me which I scowled at, shuddering uncomfortably as I was walking back to the counter next to Layla who just watched what had happened.

'Guessing that's your baby daddy.' She stated more than asked. I gave her a curt nod without speaking and she didn't ask any more questions but continued to look at their table. The silence was angering me so I decided to take it out on the sluts that were sitting and talking, spreading their not so sweet scents around this place.

'You're being paid to work, not to lay back. Get. To. Work.' I said sternly while glaring at them. They looked up at me and smirked, 'Make us, lady.' This time I was the one to smirk and Layla did the same as she came and joined me.

'You're fired. Now piss off.' Layla said showing them the door. The sluts just sat where they were and gaped at us. 'Did I fucking stutter? Move your stinking asses out of here.' She said. The sluts closed their mouth's, took their aprons off before going into the staff room and coming out a minute later with their stuff, giving us one last glance and finally they walked out.

'I want to talk to him.' Layla said, my eyes snapped to her and I gave her a warning look but she ignored it and continued looking at that table. 'Or maybe I should throw them out?' I could tell by her evil smile that she liked that idea and wanted to do it as she walked around the counter and to them before I could stop her.

I watched as she swayed her hips, walking to that table. Tristan didn't look up once but the other guys did, I rolled my eyes and thought "Always wanting the attention" with a little smile on my lips. I couldn't hear what she was saying but as soon as Tristan's eyes looked up at mine, I knew it was about me. I find myself shrinking back against his look then decided against it, I had to be strong and look strong so I stayed put and glared back at him.

It was finally time to close up the bakery, the guys had left ages ago without a word which both frightened me and relieved me. Layla locked the door and made sure the security was on before she kissed my cheek and told me to stay safe, I told her not to worry as it was only seven at night and the sky was still light because it hadn't gotten towards the end of the month. As I walked down the street, there was a light breeze in the air which cooled me down because I was hot from the pregnancy and from the cardigan that I wasn't bothered to carry.

'You shouldn't be walking home alone you know.' I turned to see Tristan behind me, leaning against an alleyway wall smoking. I gasped as he scared me but after my heartbeat was still erratic even after I had thought I calmed down because he always seemed to make me feel like that. I looked down, not wanting to see his gaze till he made movement which was stubbing out the remainder of his cigarette before he walked towards me.

'Leave me alone Tristan, I thought both of us made that clear?' I asked still not wanting to meet his gaze but I knew that it was going to be impossible not to soon enough. 'I'm not sorry that I keep doing this to you.' I looked up and slapped him hard in the face like I always do.

'I might have acted like a whore during those times I screwed you, but I can assure you that I am not like that. It was a mistake having sex with you, it was also a mistake thinking that you would actually care because you don't. This is the last time I'm telling you Tristan, leave me alone.' I walked away from him leaving him there, I willed and prayed that the tears didn't fall and they didn't. I survived six and a half months away from him, I could survive a lot longer away from him and that's what I had to do as well as need to do.

'Kihanna.' Just that one word sent a lot of emotions through my body. It controlled my brain, my movements and my feelings. I stopped and turned to Tristan, I found it hard to have an anger towards him but I did try my best but it wasn't as hard as I had wanted it to be. 'What?' I spat out, disgust lacing my voice.

'I am still that kid's father, so you better treat me nice or after the kid is born,' He walked to me and caressed my cheek before whispering in my ear. 'I will kill you and take him away from you and you from him.' I had the urge to throw up at the threat but I knew there would be hell if he did even try.

'You wouldn't dare.' My hands went around my stomach protectively as the tears fell from my eyes. Tristan pulled back and took my face in his hands, 'Just try me, sweetheart.' He said, kissing my forehead which still brought lust out of me and small tingles were felt on the part where he kissed me. I wasn't even sure why I was feeling like this but maybe it had to do with the fact he was the one to get me pregnant and then the both of us doing sexual things after.

'Let me go, please.' I wanted to run away, this was getting too much for me to handle. From the pleasure, pain and anger, it was just too much and I needed to go before I threw up here.

'First apologise.' He said briskly. 'For what?' My voice shook uncontrollably as I spoke.

'Speaking to me in that tone.' I mentally rolledmy eyes and muttered a sorry, I looked up and saw Tristan holding a smirk onhis face. 'Good, now let me walk you home and I won't want you to argueKihanna.' What kind of person did Isleep with?