Gang Leader's Kid (#1) ✔

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My tears were continuous throughout the day and no matter how many times I would wipe them away, they would always be streaming down my cheeks without me noticing until Tristan handed me a tissue. He wouldn't come near me or wipe my tears away but I didn't care how he was treating me, he didn't know what to do and he knew that my brother knew more than he did, Tristan wanted to know why I was crying but I wouldn't tell him, not yet at least.

Smoothing the dress out that lay on the bed ready for it to be worn, I turned and looked at my new body through the mirror because I hadn't properly done that before because I was too self-conscious of how I looked. I knew it was baby fat but I couldn't help but feel like people will constantly be staring at me even though there is only going to be my brother, so called mom, her friend, Tristan and of course Kaden. I had thought about giving him to Leah for her to take care of him but I just couldn't handle being away from my baby boy since he was in me for nine months, I didn't want to let someone else to take care of him.

'Why aren't you ready yet?' I jumped at the sound of Tristan's who stood behind me. Turning around, I searched for something to cover myself with since I was only in a pair of bra and panties which were both black but Tristan grabbed my arms and turned me around so that I faced the mirror with his hands restricting my arms from moving. 'Take a long look at yourself and look at how beautiful you are.' His whisper was husky and deep making uncontrollable things happen in my stomach but I did as he asked and didn't find the beauty.

'Tristan, I need to get ready.' My voice broke as I spoke but Tristan was having none of it when he forced me to look. I looked over at my body and wondered what the hell he was talking about because I wasn't beautiful, not now and not before pregnancy. Someone had told me that and I believed them, nothing is going to change my thoughts and I knew that for sure. I didn't care that I had added on weight, I just didn't feel comfortable in my body again.

'Look at your beautiful and just listen to me.' I let out a shaky breath before nodding. 'You have beautiful long hair that has a nice curl to it making me want to run my hands through it and other dirty things.' I blushed when he said dirty things and winked through the mirror while keeping his eyes on me.

'Your eyes are mysterious but they seem to tell me what your feeling, your cheeks always are pink whenever I'm around and your lips are just as pink, fuller and it's like they are beginning me to kiss them. Your boobs are bigger and fuller, I guess I'm lucky that they're only mine to see because it's such a sexy sight to see you in just your bra and panties because your boobs look as if they are ready to pop out of your bra.

'Your hips are more curvy, which makes it more easier to make more babies with you and your stomach, all that weight you're carrying just makes me realise that my baby was in there for 9 months and I was there for two and a half of those months.' Tristan turned me around and this time he wiped the tears that I knew fell.

'You are beautiful and I don't give a fuck how ugly you think you are because I'm here to tell you that you will always be sexy, hot, beautiful and you'll beat any woman that comes into my life.' I couldn't even smile at him through my shaky breaths but what he said just made me feel a lot better. Looking into his eyes, I realised how close we were and I leaned in closer to him as did he making our lips brush but then a knock on my door stopped us.

'Whoa, sorry.' I chuckled at Aimee who was by the doorway, now turned around when she saw me and Tristan really close and me practically naked. 'Erm, I was thinking that maybe I could have Layla and Leah come over since you're going to the dinner and I wanted to know if that was alright with you guys?' Just a Tristan was about to say what looked like a no, I butted in.

'Yeah sure! Just make sure they don't come into my room and try on my stuff!' I heard her laugh and walk down the hall as she shouted an "Okay". Looking back at Tristan, I moved away from him because we were still pretty close but he had other ideas because he pulled me to him again and kissed my cheek. 'Don't cry anymore again tonight, fiancée.' He winked at me. I had forgotten about that and I think now was the right time to ask why he said that to my mother.