5

Durani….

"Yeah sure not problem, I've got them go take your break" I tell her with a tight smile.

That's her fourth break since she clocked in, I guess that must be a perk of screwing the shift manager.

Grabbing the note pad out of my apron pocket, I walk over to the booth in the back not really paying the customer much attention and ask "Can I start you off with something to drink or do you already know what you want to order." My voice like always if buttery smooth and sweet.

"Two chocolate milkshakes, one vanilla with extra whipped cream" that's when I look up it's that familiar voice that causes my gaze to sweep across the table into the eyes of the three men who have haunted my sweetest dreams since I first saw them.

It’s the same soft husky sounding voice I heard only hours ago in the hall, thought his voice was only like that because he’d whispered but now I know it’s just how it is.

Like a soft rasp of a country singer, with out the country twang.

My gaze holds his longer then I’d entended it to, to break the tension between us I look to the other two.

Damitri, Dante and Damien King all three stare right back at me, their eyes twinkling with a mixture of lust and something I’m not sure about causing me to blush and avert my gaze back down at my notepad unable to say another word to ask about their order I simply nod and walk away.

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Damitri King

It's always been just my brothers and I for as long as I can remember, well as long as I can think back to my actual first memories with them.

Our mother left us when we were younger and I mean young. Our father and uncle raised us the best they could giving the life style they live and all the dangers that come with it.

About a six months ago we left home bought a house and started working for our uncle on the side as we set about to live our lives away from the family business.

Selling drugs and other illegal substances isn’t what I call a life worth living, but I’m not complaining because it’s given us a financial freedom most people don’t get.

We only asked that our uncle not send us on any actual missions, he understood us not wanting to be involved with the darker side of the family business and hasn't really requested anything from us… yet.

"Dante come on or we're going to be late" I say yet again as I grab my backpack off the couch.

Pulling up to school I'm cut off buy a small blue Honda, the fucking asshole didn't even look before just speeding into the parking lot all but side swiping me in a hurry into a parking spot .

As I drive past the asshole's car I see a small girl get out of the driver's side. Okay not an asshole but.. hmm.

I can't really see her face but there's something calling me to her, my heartbeat speeds up and I suddenly feel anxious with a strange need to reach out and take her into my arms in a possessiveness I've never really felt before.

It's lunch time and my brothers and I are sitting at our usual table in the lunchroom talking with a few friends.

I look out across the room looking for the girl from this morning but I cant seem to find her.

I'm about to turn back around and rejoin the conversation when I groan internally at the sight of Leslie and her hags coming straight to our table.

"Hi boys mind if we sit with you" I roll my eyes and ignore the fake bleach blonde barbie.