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{ DNA TEST }
<30 MINUTES LATER~JENKINS FAMILY ESTATE>
Alfred’s white Bugatti Veyron halted roughly in front of the mansion, and he stepped out with Kristen, looking so hyper.
They hugged tightly, and his hands held her @$$ gently.
“Wait till after the surgery before you start grabbing it” she giggled.
“No. I refuse to wait” he replied, squeezing it gently.
“Thanks for today” she smiled, adjusting on her heels as they moved slightly
“Kiss me instead” he replied, and she kissed his lips so hard immediately.
Despite wearing heels, she still had to stand on her toes. He’s really tall.
He could feel him smile against her lips, and their breaths mixed as she deepened it, holding his shirt possessively in the front.
They’re both enjoying this, no doubt that it’s not ending soon.
“You’re so tiny” he whispered into the kiss, and that made her break it
“I’m not tiny!” She shot, and he laughed at her defense before taking her wrist.
He held it with just two of his fingers: Thumb and pointer, and there’s even space in between.
“See? So tiny” he teased again.
“I only have slender wrists, I’m not tiny! Jerk!” She shot, rolling eyes, and he laughed hard this time.
“Stop laughing I’m not tiny!” She stumped her heels.
“Gawd, you’re… so …cute” he said in-between his laughter, and a large shot of blood ran to her cheeks immediately.
“You’re tiny too. You’re slender like me anyways” she managed to say.
She’s not so good at comebacks, so she’s sure she’d have a lot to deal with.
“But I’m not tiny down there” he winked naughtily, and she covered her face with her palms.
“You’re so…
“Naughty. We haven’t even started yet” he laughed, suddenly carrying her in a bridal style.
“Red!” She laughed as he swayed her around.
Their eyes locked in the process, and she slowly stopped laughing.
The echoes of their heartbeats flooded their ears, and they could feel the heat emanating off of their bodies.
His hair sprawled out on his face already, scattering on his forehead, but that even made him look more irresistible. He’s hot in anything.
Two months ago, she’s in the hellish gambling house, making nothing out of her life, but here she is right now.
She fell in love, got to be with the man she loves, and she’s on her way to achieving her dreams. What more could she ask for?
She hugged him possessively, sniffing in the sweet scent of his hair shampoo.
“I love you so much Red” she whispered with a pout, and Alfred smiled.
Two months ago, he never believed in marriage. To him, it’s the conjugation of two people who give birth to kids just to control their lives, but now it changed.
No more nightstands, no more Bîtches. He got his personal Bîtch already, and he’s ready to build her into what she wants and live happily ever after with her. He badly wants to get married.
His first love will be a sweet experience, he could feel it already.
He hugged her back tightly, having a lick of the skin on her neck.
“I love you more, tiny Krissy” he said in an attempt to tease her again, and it worked.
“I’m not tiny!!!” She shouted, roughing his hair, and he laughed.
They were interrupted by the opening of the front door, and Tamara showed up.
“Are you guys gonna continue playing lovey dovey while keeping us waiting?” She said, and Kristen drew a question mark on her brow in confusion.
“House party” Alfred winked.
“What!” She gasped as he carried her into the house
She has never attended one before. Where would she get that luxury?
Surprisingly, everyone is in.
Clinton, Abel, Yvonne, Metawin. Even Bright and Queen.
“Whoa!” She gasped, and colourful confetti poured on them by the door.
“Shout out to the newest couple in Florida!” Abel shouted.
“KrisRed!” Metawin shouted, blowing whistle with her mouth as Clinton popped the champagne.
Abel snatched it from him and walked to Alfred who was still holding Kristen.
He poured the whole bottle on them, and everyone screamed.
“Homie this is not my bachelor’s night you know?” Alfred laughed as he dropped Kristen.
“I don’t care!” Abel shouted, popping another champagne.
Clinton got his bottle and Metawin got his too.
They wet him completely with champagne, and Kristen kept laughing as she watched.
Alfred yanked off his soaked shirt, and his porcelain body got revealed
“That’s the spirit! DJ where is the music? Play some music!!!” Tamara shouted, and Bright slid in the loud music immediately. He’s the DJ behind the disk.
“Let’s parrry!!!” He shouted, standing on the table.
“Till mama calls!” Queen shouted too, increasing the volume of the music.
Everyone got their partners, and the dance started immediately.
Dance and drink till you get tired.
“Thanks for coming, Mr Jirawat” Alfred patted Metawin’s shoulder.
“Just call me Metawin, we’re age mates anyways” Metawin smiled, and they hugged.
Abel and Yvonne were already dancing wildly. Clinton sat and just watched.
Alfred suddenly saw Kristen in the middle of the living room, drinking from a bottle of alcohol.
He rushed to her and snatched it from her. She drank it all already!
He looked her in the eye, and she smiled drunkeny before climbing the couch.
“I love Alfred Jenkins!!!!” She screamed, laughing loudly afterwards.
“You’re still cute while drunk” Alfred smiled, sitting to watch his little missy.
“He’s the naughtiest boyfriend ever! His hands works so well on my B@@bs, and he’s got the best lines to make me crave for him! Shout-out to my Red!!!” She screamed, jumping down
“Gawd…” Alfred started laughing as she sat on the couch.
She’s so cute right now that he wants to tear off her dress and make her stop walking…
“Red!!!” She screamed, looking around for him.
“Where’s Red?” She muttered, blinking as she staggered to his angle
She fell on him, and he quickly held her
“Are you my Red?” She asked funnily, smiling out her cute gum
“You can’t tell?” He replied, kissing her jaw. She’s reeking of alcohol.
She suddenly lowered her head to his chest and kissed his packs, then she caressed it with her hair and rubbed it.
“Krissy” Alfred Mõ@ned, and she smiled seductively.
“You don’t know how wet I got the first time I saw you shirtless” she pouted, and he chuckled.
“Seriously? Krissy… Seriously?”
” Anytime we make love, make sure you do it so hard that i lose my legs” she squinted, and he laughed.
His little missy is naughty and cute at the same time while drunk, and that’s just driving him more crazy .
She’s so Sëx¥ like this.
She started drawing circles on his chest, then she eventually placed her head on it.
“Those rapists. Can you kill them for me?” She muttered, and his eyes twitched darkly.
“Rapists?”
No answer came cos she was already asleep on his chest.
He held her head to himself and carried her like a baby, her head resting on her shoulder.
“Need to get her to bed” he told Tamara.
“Don’t worry. I’ll clean up* she smiled, stroking Kristen’s hair as he took her upstairs.
“Look! Young Thug just look at my mum and your dad!” Queen suddenly nudged him, and his eyes went there.
Yvonne and Abel were kissing so mad, not minding the presence of the others.
“Dad is a baad guy” Bright laughed, watching happily.
“Mum is a baddie. That’s what your dad calls her” Queen replied.
“Mafia vibes yunno? So if they get married you don’t have to worry. I’ll be a very protective brother” he said.
“I’m looking forward to it” she smiled, and they did a fist bump before smiling at each other.
“Whoa, my bestie is so raw” Tamara said, smiling proudly as she stared at Yvonne and Abel who’re still kissing.
“Her happiness matters” Metawin replied.
“Cute” Clinton commented, smiling lightly, but when he suddenly felt a rush of heat on his skin, he knew his cravings are coming again.
He stood and rushed out of the house without informing anyone.
•••
Lips on lips, tongue on tongue. Yvonne and Abel entered the room, taking turns to take over the kiss as their hands worked tepidly on their bodies.
Queen and Bright will be sleeping over at Tamara’s, so they have all the house to themselves tonight.
Fast pop sounds erupted as their lips met and clipped. Their legs kept moving around in unison.
Her back met the wall, and she quickly grabbed his suit, sliding it off his body hastily.
It’d be an understatement to say she has been wanting him since their first kiss. She craves him bad, and it’s now
Now is the time to fully have him completely. Giving him all of her isn’t a bother, she’s so in love with him that she’d do anything for him… With him.
Abel broke the kiss, and his two wide palms groped her booty behind, stealing a gasp from her lips.
“Mafia…
“I think you succeeded” he whispered, making sure his words hit her heart.
“Make it simple” she whispered back, and a dark smile followed.
His brows has never been as relaxed as it is right now, giving out his sincerity as he spoke.
“I love you” he muttered, and her heart felt a wave of chilliness instantly, but it didn’t last, cos he smiled prettily after that, warming her up
His smile did wonders, and she quickly pulled him back to herself, kissing him harder again.
They began moving with the kiss, and once they moved past the dressing table, Abel excused an hand from her @$$ and stretched it to the MP3 player.
He pressed a button, and a slow love song by Nightcore began playing.
She broke the kiss, and she smiled slowly.
“How long have you been preparing for this? Mafia” she said, drawing the belt out of his pants
“All my life” he whispered, capturing her lips in another kiss as his pants went off with his shirt.
He literally tore off Yvonne’s gown, and they fell on the bed immediately it happened.
He made to do same to her P@ntiës and bra, but she stopped him.
“I really love this set of undies. This is my first time wearing it, so…
“I can buy you a truck of it if you want” he said, finally tearing off the undies.
The slow song was still playing on the speakers as he slid slowly into her.
Slooowly like she wants, and her brows squeezed immediately at his hugeness. He filled her to the brim, and when he began moving, her Mõ@ns filled the room.
All she wants is his love and attention, and hearing the three words from him felt so blissful that she fell in ecstacy.
Looking at his face right now, she feels on top of the globe, seeing the immense affection and care his face holds. She’d go extra miles to make it stay forever.
He’s her man now, and she can’t ask for more .
She was smiling and biting her lip as he Füçked her as slowly as possible, holding eyes with him.
When she remembered how he confessed some minutes ago, she smiled and pulled his head down to herself, crashing their lips together as his d_1ck continued screwing her rhythmically .
•••
Kristen squinted when she felt the morning sun on her face. It slid in through the open blinds.
She pouted in her sleep before feeling a presence beside herself.
She opened her eyes and saw Alfred lying on his elbow beside her, staring at her with a cute smile.
“Come here” she pouted again as she shifted to him and wrapped her arms on him, dipping her face on his chest as he covered them .
“You have no plans to wake today” he teased, and she grunted like a baby.
“I can spend all day in your arms”
“Your drunk side is cute” he said.
“I didn’t do anything silly” she said, scooting close to him.
“We Füçked” he said, and her eyes widened as she spranged up.
“No it’s not true!”
“We did, so what should we name our first baby?” He smiled.
“What! We had our first s*x when I was drunk? I can’t believe myself!! I’m such a nuisance!” She scolded, dipping her fingers in her scattered hair.
Alfred laughed out mockingly, she faced him sharply.
“You’re lying! Right?”
“I got you” he giggled, and she jumped on him.
He overpowered her and came on top, pinning her arms to the bed.
“Stop teasing me” she said.
“Well it’s fun, can’t help it” he smiled, and she rolled eyes.
He kissed her forehead softly.
“Goodmorning, tiny” he said.
“Goodmorning. Hulk” she replied, and he laughed.
“Your liposuction has been scheduled for tomorrow” he said, and her eyes widened.
“Really?”
“Yes, and I got you books to read for the exams already, so get ready to start reading after the surgery” he replied, and she hugged him.
“I love you”
“You were saying something about rapists last night” he said, and she bit her lip.
“Are you keeping something from me again?” He furrowed his brows.
“Actually…. I…. Got R@PED once…”
“What!” His eyes widened.
“It’s all past memories anyways. I’ll forget about it all soon” she smiled, and he held her face
“I’m sorry”
“Why?”
“Maybe if we met earlier, it wouldn’t have happened”
“It’s not your fault. Red” she smiled, and he hugged her.
“I’d heal all the scars. I promise”
She smiled, hugging him back.
“Ice cream tonight at the amusement park?” He asked.
“Sounds good” she replied, and he smiled, kissing her neck softly.
“Mine?”
“Yours”
•••
“I’ve given you millions Dante! Millions but I’m yet to meet my children! Are you planning to keep making money with my weakness?” Aphrodite said, standing in front of Dante
He came to ask for another money apparently.
“Thought you were serious about seeing your children after abandoning them” he smiled poignantly.
“Then take me to them and stop demanding for money at every chance!”
“10 million” he replied.
“What! Again?” She gasped.
“You ready or not?” He raised a brow
“Why are you doing this to me!!! How sure am I that my kids are safe! I have an informant in case you dunno, and the last time he reported fifteen years ago, he told me Kristen was the only one with you! So tell me what that means!” She shouted.
“Ok fine…. I know Kristen’s whereabouts, and I’ll tell you if you pay me right now” Dante replied.
“So… What about Melvin?” Aphrodite gasped.
“I sold him when he turned 4” Dante replied.
“What!!!”
***
Clinton’s arm was bandaged, and there are bloodstains on the bandage as he walked into Kristen’s room.
He actually hurt himself last night. It was his last resort to fight his cravings, and he went for it without minding the pains
He looked at the arm and sighed, remembering how he stabbed it with a broken bottle.
He entered the room and smiled, thinking about Kristen.
He suddenly saw strands of hair on the bed. Definitely her hair.
He hasn’t cleared the bed after she left.
He went closer to it, and his mind went to the doctor’s words.
She’s either related, or he’s in love.
He was adopted by the Johnson’s family, so maybe he needs to check this for real.
Is she possibly his real family?
He got the strands of hair and kept them in a foil, then he left for the hospital.
•••
Clinton sat calmly at the lab hallway, waiting for the results of the DNA test he came for.
What if she’s really family? What’d happen???
So if she’s not family, does that mean he’s in love with his homie’s girl?
“It better not be” he muttered fearfully, and the doctor finally came out.
He stood quickly, rushing to him.
“How’s it?” He asked, and he handed the results to him.
He opened them hastily, and his eyes widened as he checked.
“According to test, she’s your blood sister” the doctor said, and his wide eyes looked up quickly.
“What!”
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TB Continued…
