(Getting her pregnant)
By: Faith Lucky.
I opened my eyes to another lovely day this week.
I decided to go check up on dad since it’s been a while we met. I sat up on the bed feeling a sharp twinge by knees.
It must be from walking around so much.
I took a deep breath and climbed down from my bed. I wore my cat fury slippers walked to the bathroom.
I brushed my teeth before washing my face.
After drying my wet face with my towel, I left the bathroom for my room.
As I approached the door, I heard a knock and figured it was the maids.
I opened the door and they lowered their heads.
“Good morning ma’am” they greeted.
I walked past them before turning.
“Yeah…good morning” I replied perfunctorily before walking down the hallway.
The floor was spotless and no where close to austere.
I was about to go through the other side of the house which was dad’s chambers but the voices I heard stopped me.
What’s going on?
It seemed more like there was a huge problem.
I took the stairs walking fast as possible while the gold anklets on my right feet dangled.
I met dad and his subjects at the living room talking.
There voices were more cooed and collected unlike a minute ago when there was yelling and raucous.
“Chloe my dear” Dad called and walked to me looking quite low spirited.
“Hope you slept well?” He asked and I smiled broadly.
“Yes…I did” replied trying not to think about the severe pain I felt while I was on my bed.
I don’t even feel like going to school today. Luckily, I have no lectures this morning.
Dad tucked my hair behind my ear while smiling at me.
There’s just something about this smile – full of hope, love and worry.
“What happened? I believe I heard yelling while coming down” I paused the moment my eyes dropped on a newspaper on the table.
“Chloe, you really shouldn’t bother about such things…” I didn’t let him finish as I got hold of the paper in my hands reading the headline.
*The Sinner Gang Strikes Again. Wipe Out All Guards And Made Away With All The Raw Gold At The Sky Museum*
The Sinners gang.
They are ruthless and nobody knows their true identity. The authorities have been on their tail since but they’re just too clever.
They attacked one of dad’s warehouse once. Cleared everything inside not even leaving a single goods.
And the annoying part is they always leave their signature to show they want to make their names known.
They’re extra ordinary fighters and I know this because a camera has once caught them beating up a large number of guards.
I hate them but something deep inside of me really wants to know them…
Especially the one who seems to be there leader cause he’s the best fighter among the three.
Well, we don’t really know how many they are but only three were caught on camera..
And most times, I imagine the three of them being my guards. The attention alone is priceless.
I rolled my eyes dropped the paper on the table.
“And let me guess, they weren’t caught” I stated but then it was more like a question.
“Those men work for the wrong purpose. They make businesses to shut down. Do all atrocities towards innocent wealthy men…
“But there’s a secret organization with the aim of taking them down”.
“What are they waiting for then???” I asked surly folding my arms.
“Thats what we’ve been wrangling about. It’s a long run Chloe, just let us handle this” He replied and I scanned the faces of the other men who wore the most ugliest smiles ever.
I faced dad and nodded.
“Alright dad, but please be safe” I jibed and turned leaving them to continue with whatever they’ve been talking about.
I cussed going up and down my room with my bleeding arm.
Yesterday was a terrible hunting game.
I got shot at the arm but luckily, Kian took the man out before he could finish me off.
I’m done removing the bullet. All that remains for me is just to tie the stupid wound up..
I kept struggling with the bandage.
What on earth!?
The door opened and Kian walked in with his maid.
The maid came to me and began attending to my injury.
It hurts but I could handle the stings.
The maid was painstaking and damn slow.
Kian leaned by the door staring at me – rather with a sardonic smile.
I took my eyes away from him the moment a felt a twinge at the spot.
The pain was frustrating and I just felt like bringing down the whole house.
I growled softly as she began bounding the wound the second time.
“Your door was open” Kian breathed with his normal cool and gentle voice.
“We just did something nasty last night. Can’t you ever be careful?” He asked walking into the room.
“Am not a baby Kian. Stop giving me rules” I rasped but quietly.
“Don’t poke the bear Kyle. You know the police can find any track to lead them to us. Why don’t you follow the rules till you bloom and become your own drug lord like you always wanted…but for now – we’re brothers and we have to watch each other’s backs” he stated softly before putting his hands into his pockets, he walked out of the room.
Now I made him angry…
Suddenly, he returned to the room.
“Your wound is too severe and it would take time before the bleeding stops. Why don’t I do your little driver work for you today…” He offered with a smile I couldn’t explain.
What’s he doing… Huh?
“I’ll manage” I muttered sounding boisterous but deep down, I know I can’t even lift the hurting arm.
“Really Kyle? You want to risk your health and resting time for pu**y? I promise you, she won’t know. I’ll wear a mask and keep a low profile”.
I murmured somethings under my breath.
What do I do….
“If she finds out, what do you tell her?” I asked and he scoffed.
“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten that am a badass liar” he grinned leaving the room.
I squinted my eyes watching him leave.