BECOMING MRS KING

CHAPTER TWO

Levi's pov

Mondays mean different things to different people, for some it is the most dreadful day of the week. At 8:30 in the morning, I was already seated in my office in New York I had so much paperwork to deal with as Luxe Inc. is opening its newest branch here in Florida in 2 weeks and that was part of the reason I came here last night. I looked at my phone again. 10 missed calls from my father, speaking of my father I think I need to block him but that man is as stubborn as I am, I guess the apple truly doesn't fall far from the tree

A knock at the door gets my attention. Celia, my secretary knows better than to disturb me after I specifically instructed you to cancel all appointments.

“ Excuse me, sir”.

I was already pinching the bridge of my nose.

“ Celia, the only reason you work with me is that you are smart and very competent in what you do, what happened to canceling all appointments ”.

“ I'm sorry sir but your father…”.

“ oh please gorgeous, I'll handle it from here, thank you”.Says my father waltzing in as if he owns the place.

“Dad, it’s Monday morning, why the f**k are you in my office?”.

“You wouldn’t pick up my calls so I came myself, I don’t believe we finished our last conversation “.

“ There is no conversation, you can’t just wake up one morning and tell me to get married the next day, why would I want to tie myself down “.

“ you do not have a choice in this, you have a girlfriend don’t you .. Emma, get married to her and have everything you are entitled to”.

“Pfft. She is not my girlfriend. She is just good company “.

Emma was just a booty call, pretty blonde, sexy body, and knew how to give a good blow job.

“You have till the end of today to give me your answer”.

Speaking of Emma…I needed to ease some tension and she was the best person for the job.

I dialed her number

“ hi pumpkin, I've missed you”.

“ I'm in town come around ?”. I asked her

“Always. So what time ?”.

“ l leave work in about an hour “.

“I'm already there “.

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On getting to my condo in New York, Emma was already there waiting for me in nothing but her thongs just the way I liked it she had a banging body which usually did the trick and I was more than eager to get my release.

“ crawl over her and take my c**k in your mouth like the little slut you are”.

She quickly obeyed and the next second my c**k was in her mouth.

I f****d her throat till she gagged I then immediately threw her on the bed as she got on all fours and arched her back. I got behind her and without warning slammed my d**k into her.

“ah yes Daddy, just like that “.

I held her neck roughly and pounded her from behind

“Can you feel that you slut?”.

“Oh yes. Make me c*m please”.

“ you do not c*m until I tell you to “.

I removed my d**k from her p***y and put it in her mouth.

“ suck on it w***e. Isn't this how you like it?”.

I then turned her and put one of her legs on my shoulder that way I had a nice view of her p***y and then I grabbed her by the neck and f****d her.

“Baby f**k me, f**k me harder, aaahhhhh, fuckkkkk”

I could feel myself cumming as I emptied myself inside the condom I slipped on earlier. When I was done I went in to clean up.

When I came back out she was on the phone and then she looked at me

“Can I spend the night here? you never let me stay”

I was very big on personal space and no girl spent the night at my place.

Speaking of my place suddenly reminds me of a certain brown-haired vixen. Emma was still expectantly looking at me.

“Get dressed one of the drivers will take you home, I have somewhere to be “.

Sophia’s pov

By the time I woke up this morning, he had left. He must be a very busy man to leave his house before dawn. Luckily for me, Ruby was back and when I relayed my experience with the boss she laughed.

“Did he call you Samantha?”. She asked to giggle

She was the only one laughing because why the hell is that funny?

“Yes Ruby, He even called me Sarah, argh he’s so rude and annoying, because of coffee. Speaking of which I thought he'd like his coffee black and bitter like his soul “. Our encounter was short but I hoped he didn’t come around again even if it was his house.

“ On the contrary, he loves his coffee sweet with lots of milk in it so you see you don’t know him yet dear, once you do it’ll be easier to handle him and you’re already bringing out the humor in him which is a good sign”. She teased.

“He left quite early today and yesterday was the first time I met him, how many houses does he even have to be moving like this?”. I was genuinely curious because now I wanted to know how many houses he had.

“ quite a number, why so curious?”.

“ nothing ”.

Ruby and I had breakfast and I proceeded to clean around the house although Mr King's bedroom was off-limits to me

I went ahead to clean his study and on his desk, I noticed a picture I hadn't seen before.

“That's his mother, Amelia King”. Ruby said as she joined me in the study .“A true Icon if I must say, bless her soul. I'll take the photo now, I only bring it out when Mr king cones around”.

“ oh okay then “.

I finished my chores on time and made a list of things I needed to get at the mall for us at home.

I needed to bake as well as we had run out of cookies and cake which were my favorite. I had worked at a bakery for a little while before getting this job but it didn't end well as I got fired for defending myself from an abusive customer. But it still paid off.

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When I got back to the apartment it was already evening. opening the door I still can't get enough of how beautiful this penthouse is and being a smart house made things easier for her. It had 8 bedrooms, a lounge, a dining, 9 bathrooms, a kitchen and kitchenette, a mini-cinema, an indoor pool, and a porch with the best view in Florida.

I can only imagine how someone could own this type of house and conveniently stay away for six months only to breeze in and out.

Grace must have gone home by now so I took a quick shower and changed into a teal tank top and matching biker shorts.

I proceeded to offload the groceries, and then getting my ingredients ready I started prepping for my cupcakes. I made a mental note to call Dom the next day.

I sifted my dry ingredients and mixed them with the wet ingredients then poured my batter into my cupcake tins and put them in the oven. While waiting for my cupcakes I cleaned up the kitchen and went to my room to get my phone.

But as I got back the sight I met knocked air out of my lungs

Mr king was standing right in the middle of the kitchen.

“Scarlett, did you see a ghost or something?”. He was smirking.

Did he just call me Scarlett? How hard was it for him to call me Sophia? But now isn't the time for that it is still his house.

“Welcome Mr king I wasn't expecting you…..again “.

“ thank you Skylar, but firstly what smells so good in here ?”.

“ I'm making cupcakes sir “I replied to him “Once they're ready if you don't mind I can bring some to your study “.

“ I do not mind at all”

He looked really tired compared to yesterday. I guess work must be taking its toll on him. But if made the kind of money he does, I wouldn't mind all the stress in the world.

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Levi's pov:

Coming back to Florida wasn't the plan but I had to. My father was already howling down my neck and I needed to get a wife. Emma was completely out of it she was just a bimbo. I needed someone who would do the job without getting in my way and one particular brunette came to mind.

The door opened and she came in with 3 cupcakes and a wine glass on a tray. She is quite the character I can't deny, the way her nose twitches whenever I call her a different name gets me every time.

She is about to leave when I call her back.

“ sit, please, I’d like to discuss something with you “. I tell her gesturing to the dit opposite mine.

“ okay “. She replied weakly.

“Sophia Jermaine Carterright ?”. I asked.

She looked genuinely shocked. Of course, I knew her name the moment I walked out on her in the kitchen yesterday morning.

“Y..yes S..sir “. She stammered, trying to hide her nervousness.

“ I have a proposal for you “.

“ What kind of proposal sir?”. She was already tense.

“ Marry me, Sophia ”.