Kidnappers Mistake

Silas was fuming, his only son and heir met a girl in Britain and fell in love.
Learning her name and profession only made him angrier. Her name was Bambi Yates and she was a lap dancer and a nude model until she got her money-grabbing claws into his son.
Silas had made the mistake of marrying the wrong woman. After a child and three years of marriage, she tried to take his son and half his assets saying she never loved him and was only after his money.
But she didn’t know who she was messing with. She had no idea the kind of business he was in or how he earned his money. He had tried to protect her during their marriage.
But once she showed her true colors he made sure she disappeared. To the world, he was a rich businessman. But underground, he was one of the most notorious Greek mob bosses.
He reported her missing and two months later her remains were found. The verdict was she had been attacked and eaten by a wild animal after trekking through the woods.
And as far as his son knew that’s what happened. His son was now twenty-five and knew of his business but was still very naive.
That is why he had sent one of his men to get the girl and bring her to him, unharmed. He would do any harming that was needed.
It was early morning when Kane, Silas’s best man turned up with a small bundle.
“She’s drugged. She wouldn’t stop crying,” The man told him.
Silas looked over the girl. She matched the description, redhead, beautiful. But she was tiny, much shorter, and looked younger and sweeter than he expected.
“Are you sure this is the right girl?”
“She lived at the address and answered to Miss Yates. It’s her.”
Silas dismissed his man.
He could see why his son liked the girl. Silas was far from celibate at forty-five. He always had favored shorter women. His secret was he loved daddy/little girl dom play.
“Maybe I’ll fuck you before I get rid of you,” He thought out loud, his eyes catching her large chest.
His cock was already hard and she was stirring. He’d give her a minute to talk, then he’d fuck her.
She was a whore, one more cock wouldn’t make a difference.
Soon the sobbing began. She stared at him with those large green eyes. She was truly stunning. It would be a shame to kill her. Maybe he could keep her as a sex slave until he grew bored.
“I’m sorry. I won’t tell anyone. I want to go home. Please, mister?” She cried, begging him.
He laughed. “You may have my son fooled but not me.”
“Your son?” She looked scared and confused.
“Don’t pretend you don’t know my son, Bambi!” He growled getting ready to slap her but she rolled off the bed, dodging it. He wasn’t worried, she had nowhere to go.
“I’m not Bambi. I’m Iris!”
He scoffed. “Try another, my man said you answered to Miss Yates.” He cornered her and pulled off the thin dress and underwear she was wearing off.
She had large breast, huge on her tiny frame, her mound is smooth and clean. She had the perfect body. She cried and tried to fight, yelling her innocence.
But he ignored it and slipped off his robe, revealing his tanned, muscular body and large hard cock. It was threatening to even the most experienced women.
He pushed her on the bed and aimed.
“No, no, no. I’m Iris, Bambi’s sister. I’m seventeen, I’m a virgin.” He laughed not believing her. But pushing inside her was a workout in itself. She was the tightest pussy he had ever had.
“Bambi is a man, drag queen, he has pictures online I can show you, please stop.”
But he felt the familiar break of her virgin barrier as she said it.
She screams and began crying harder.
He started to believe he had the wrong person but he couldn’t stop she felt too good.
“Maybe you’re telling the truth. Be a good girl for daddy and he’ll make you feel really good.”
She looked like she was going to argue but like a good sub, she swallowed her sobs and nodded her head.
“Good, girl. If you truly aren’t Bambi, I’m sorry. But if you are I’ll punish you severely unless you admit the truth to me now.” He took her slowly. Her pussy felt like heaven.
“I’m Iris. Bambi is my brother’s drag persona. Hi1s real name is Bobby, Mister.”
“Call me daddy,” He pinched her clit between his fingers forcing her to moan.
“Call me daddy and I’ll make you feel really good.”
“But I’m scared… Daddy… I don’t want you to hurt me anymore. I’m a good girl. I’ve never been in trouble, been on a date, or even kissed a boy before.”
He pressed his lips to hers. There was no faking it, she couldn’t kiss, she had no idea.
“Alright, I believe you. I won’t hurt you as long as you are a good little girl for daddy. Be a good girl and daddy will give you treats and let you cum. Be naughty and I’ll spank you and you’ll have times out. Understood?” He didn’t care who she was. He’d keep her still. She was an ideal little.
She looked a little confused but nodded.
“Good girl.” He kissed her forehead. If she was being honest she deserved a little affection. If she is lying he’d let his men have her to do so as they wish.
A big part of him hoped she was being honest. He’d never had a life in little and he liked the idea.
“Copy me,” He told her before leaning in and kissing her. She was still clumsy, but he enjoyed it. She was his innocent little to teach and care for. He moaned as their tongues intertwined. She seemed to be getting into it.
Time for a reward.
He reached between them and began rubbing her overly sensitive clit. She squirmed beneath him, moaning against his mouth breathlessly.
“Mister… Daddy,” She tried to speak so he pulled his lips back.
“Daddy, it feels strange… It’s too much, I can’t take it.”
“Bear with it, baby, you will feel really good,” He told her.
Sure enough, soon she was gasping and squeezing him against her as she had her first orgasm.
“Was… Was that an orgasm?” She asked him as it began to fade.
“It was. What do you think?” He was leaking cum inside her but forcing himself not to cum yet. She was too good for a quick fuck.
“I really liked it,” She blushed red.
“What about my cock, how does that feel?”
“It hurt at the start, it’s good though now,” She answered shyly.
“I’m sorry about that, baby. I was angry because I thought you were Bambi. Daddy promises to be gentler in the future.”
She looked up at him through her lashes, pecked his lips, and hugged him.
His heart did something it hadn’t in years, it felt like it skipped a beat.
She seemed starved of attention. He didn’t understand. She was a beautiful young woman, so sweet. He knew all the men beneath him would adore her.
His balls tingled and he was unable to pull out or stop himself. He emptied his balls inside her, having the strongest orgasm he had in years.
“Daddy,” She gasped. “I liked that, it felt really good. Can we do it again?” She was still hugging him, but he could see her face.
Normally the answer would be no. He didn’t cum in unprotected women normally and he was certain she was that. If they weren’t, he pulled out or cum in their ass or mouth.
But the idea of Iris filled with his cum and potentially, his child pleased him.
“Next time, baby. It takes a while for daddy to recover,” He sat up, sitting her on his lap.
“Daddy, what is your real name?” She seemed calm despite what just happened.
“Silas Artino, I am Petros’s father.”
“Petros…” She frowned.
“You don’t like my son?” He wasn’t angry, more curious. She looked worried to answer. “I won’t hurt you, baby. Tell me the truth.”
She stared at him for a moment before nodding. “He turned Bobby against me and made him leave me alone. Mum died a couple of years ago and I don’t know my dad, so now I’m alone and the landlord is going to kick me out because I can’t afford the rent and food.” She had tears running down her face.
He wanted to believe her, but he’d been burnt before. He’d have a background check done on her.
If he put a rush on it he could have it in an hour. He had a lot of contacts.
“Wait here a minute, baby. Daddy is just going to go get us some food.”
He went to stand and place her on the bed back she clung to his waist. He looked down and saw her big green eyes staring at his grey ones.
“You’re coming back, aren’t you?” He couldn’t help but smile. She had become attached fast.
“I’ll be back on no more thirty minutes. Why don’t you have a nap?”
“Promise?” She was the little for him, he had no doubts.
“I promise.” He laid her on the bed and stroked her hair until she fell asleep. He kissed her forehead and covered her up before pulling his robe back on and leaving the room.
Kane and another of his men, Nico were waiting outside.
“Kane, come with me. Nico, guard the door and don’t let anyone inside. Contact me if she awakes.”
They didn’t question him, everyone was too afraid to do that.
They walked to his office in silence, no one questioned his lack of clothes. It was his house he could do as he wanted.
Silas said nothing to the man for the first several minutes. He sat at his desk and made a call for a background check on Iris Yates, he gave her address and age. He knew it would cost a lot more to get it so fast but he didn’t care.
He also asked for a check on his son and partner.
In the meantime, he searched for Bambi ‘Bobby’ Yates on a popular search engine.
The only picture he had before was a grainy image taken with his son.
In his haste, he hadn’t done a real check on Bambi. Now he wished he had. He wouldn’t make the same mistake with Iris.
It didn’t take him long to find a profile on a profile fetish site.
He stared in shock. It was his son’s fiancé. It looked just like her. It even had a link to send him gifts at his old address, the address Iris lived at.
“Kane, you fucking messed up! You got the wrong person.”
“No, boss. I-“
“This one time you will not receive punishment. Since we didn’t have all the information.” Kane was surprised but didn’t argue. Silas rarely was so lenient.
“You took the little sister, Iris.”
“Shall I take care of her boss?” Kane asked with double meaning.
“No!” Silas snapped. “Unless I state otherwise, Iris Yates is under my protection. Anyone who hurts or touches her will face extreme punishment.”
Kane nodded.
“As for my son, I am having a check done on his partner and their location. Take several men with you, I want them both back here. If you have to hit them a few times, alright but nothing life-threatening.”
**
Silas felt his connection with Iris deepen. Everything she said was true.
When she was one, her father was imprisoned for drug-related offenses. He overdosed while in prison. Her mother died of cancer a couple of years ago. Since her older brother was her only family, he took custody.
Her brother seemed kind, he was doing alright, earning enough money for them until Petros turned up.
A work colleague of Bambi’s said Petros brainwashed, convinced him that he was too good for them and Iris was a leech.
Together the pair took off, leaving Iris without a penny. She had recently completed school and was forced to work at a local store cleaning for a minimal wage.
She could barely feed herself let alone anything else. The landlord was planning to kick her out any day and she was going to be homeless.
Iris’s teacher reports were all amazing. ‘She is sweet, but a loner, always keeps to herself,’ One teacher said.
She’d never dated and had no friends or family.
Bobby sounded like a good brother until Petros met him.
He didn’t know what had happened to Petros. But Silas had always taught him the importance of family. The boy he knew wouldn’t have abandoned a young girl like that, especially the sister of the person he is meant to be in love with.
Kane left shortly after receiving the report, they were last seen boarding a flight to Germany.
Silas collected a tray of food and carried it to the room Iris was in. Nico quickly opened the door.
“You can go now. The girl is under my protection, no one touches her. Pass it on,” Silas told him before heading inside the room.
“Yes, boss,” Nico closed the door and disappeared.
Silas walked further into the room and seeing Iris still fast asleep on the bed, he placed the tray on the side table.
He climbed on the bed beside her. She was so beautiful, almost like a child, but obviously not. He would stop seeing any little he had and see her instead.
The moment he was on the bed she snuggled up to him, resting her head on his lap.
His heart fluttered again.
He wanted to let her sleep but knew she hadn’t eaten in at least several hours.
“Iris, baby,” He gently rocked her shoulder to wake her up.
“Daddy?” She mumbled, looked at him sleepily, and rubbed her eyes.
He smiles, “Yes, baby, I brought us some food.”
She sat up straight and looked at him surprised. “You did?” She looked to the tray. “For me too?”
“Of course.” He grabbed hold of the tray, placed it on the bed and scooped up some food, and held it out to her.
“Eat, baby, daddy is going to feed you.” He was happy to see she didn’t argue and ate the food happily.
Between the two of them, they emptied the large plate. It turned out she hadn’t eaten in a couple of days because she had to buy electricity for her meter.
She likely would have gone another day or so before eating.
“Well, you don’t have to worry about money anymore. You are officially my little girl and that means you’ll stay with me. Don’t worry about your things, I’ll send someone to get them.”
“What does that mean, little girl? Does it mean I can’t… You know, like earlier?”
“Have you ever heard of a dominant and submissive relationship?”
“Yes, in the movies.”
“Well, little girl and daddy is a type of dom/sub relationship. The daddy takes care, looks after, feeds, dresses, and sees to all her needs. And she does as daddy says or get punished. For instance, a smacked butt or time out, among others. The little dresses the part and play with toys, coloring books, and games. But they also get to do adult things too. Like, sit on daddy’s joystick.”
She blushed. “Does that mean I will be your girlfriend?”
He’d dumped women before for asking that, but this time he wanted to give it a try.
“Yes, as long as you don’t mind having a four-five year old as a boyfriend?”
“You aren’t forty!” He couldn’t help but laugh at her glare.
“Thanks, baby. But believe me, I am. Does that bother you?”
She shook her head. “Only, why are you so nice to me? Is it because you feel bad?”
“Not at all, I don’t regret bringing you here. In fact, in pleased, the mistake happened. You are beautiful and so sweet. I like you, Iris. I keep what I like.”
She grinned and hugged him again. “I like you too, daddy. You are very beautiful too.”
He chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve been called that before. But thank you.”
“Daddy, where’s the bathroom? I need to go?”
He picked her up and carried her to a door she had thought was a closet and opened it up to reveal a beautiful bathroom.
“If you like this bathroom, just wait until you see yours.”
“This isn’t mine?”
“No, I’ve had a room designed especially for when I choose the right little. You are she,” He said placing her on the toilet.
She waited for him to leave but he didn’t. She reluctantly peed in front of him and he picked her back up, carrying her into the bedroom.
He wrapped a bed sheet around her and made for the exit.
“Daddy?”
“I’m taking you to your room, we’ll have a bath together.” He left the room and walked down the hall to a much larger room.
It was pink, with stuffed animals on a shelf around the whole room. On a lower shelf were dolls, fine, expensive-looking dolls. Everything looked expensive though. There was a huge old fashioned carved wooden four-poster princess bed, with a matching wardrobe, side table, drawers, and a dressing table with brand new cosmetics, makeup, and perfumes.
“This is beautiful. I love it, daddy!” She pecked his lips again.
“There is underwear in the drawers and clothes in the wardrobe, all brand new.”
“Are you sure they fit?”
She is younger and much smaller than the women he normally went with, but then again, so were the clothes.
He didn’t know why, he just had the overwhelming need to buy small when he got them. He thought they’d likely go to waste, now he saw he was wrong.
“No, they’ll fit. I brought them, I should know.”
He carried her into the bathroom, which was just as grand as the bedroom.
Unlike the other bedroom, this was completely white, with a marble counter, a glass shower in the corner, and a huge circular bathtub in the middle of the room. Very regal.
He sat her on the side and began to run the bath, pouring lots of soap in to make it bubbly.
“This is really all for me?” He nodded.
“Yes, you are the first and only woman I’ve had here.”
“What about your other girlfriends?”
“I haven’t dated any women since my wife died. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t played around. You are the first woman I’ve wanted to date in more than twenty years.” He didn’t know why he was telling her everything, it just felt right.
“You must have loved her a lot.”
“I did when we first married. But then she had my son and admitted it was all for my money, I lost it.”
She seemed to read his mind. “You killed her?” He was surprised but nodded calmly.
“I lost it when she said she was going to take my son and half of everything I own. I killed her, but my son doesn’t know.”
“I won’t tell him. I like you, I know you won’t hurt me because I don’t care about your money. What is yours is yours. I am simply borrowing things while you want me.” He could tell it hurt her to admit she may not be there forever.
“I know you’re not like her. That’s one of the reasons I like you. You are honest… And to make sure we don’t have secrets, I did a background check on you. I know you’re honest.”
“I thought you might. You have to protect yourself, make sure I am who I say.”
“I can’t promise you forever, Iris, but I feel things for you I haven’t felt in years. I want to see if we can give it a go.”
“What if I fall pregnant? I’m not on the pill or anything.”
“If it happens, it happens. I have always wanted more children.”
She blushes and looks down shyly.
He turned off the bath, removing his robe and her sheet, he carried her into the bath.
He was already hard when he began to wash and rub the sponge over her curves. She turned her back to him so he could wash her back.
But instead, he pushed her to lean over the edge and pushed himself inside her right heat.
“Daddy, you surprised me,” She gasped.
“Sorry, baby. Daddy needs to be with you.”
“I don’t mind, Daddy, just remember to squirt like before. It makes my tummy tingle.”
He groaned. He didn’t know if she was trying to sound like a little or not, but she was pretty good at it.
“Daddy, will you press my button again?”
He didn’t reply, instead, he reached around and started to rub it.
“Like that, baby?”
“Yes, daddy… Oh, goodness, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy,” She chanted coming in record time.
Unlike many, I could tell she wasn’t faking since her cum was dripping down his balls.
“Daddy, it’s not stopping, I need more.” She groaned and he felt a powerful jet shot against him.
He moved faster and harder, she came more. She could only cum that much if she was genuinely was turned on and found him attractive.
“Daddy, if you make me cum anymore I’m marrying you so you can’t leave me…” He laughed but said nothing.
He wouldn’t say no to marrying her. It was strange but he felt strongly for her already.
He came a moment later in her overly sensitive vagina.
“Daddy, I have a confession to make.”
He pulled out and turned her to face him. She was now sat straddling his lap. He kept a blank expression, ready for the worst.
“I want a baby. Not only now, I always have. I even choose their names. I want five boys and five girls,” She told him blushing.
“Is that so?” He always planned on having more children, maybe he had found his new life partner.
The idea of the little redhead pregnant with his child had his cock hard again.
She noticed this and looked him directly in the eyes as she pushed him back inside her.
“Daddy, can we have a baby? I’ll be a good little girl. I’ll do anything you want.”
He held her hips and gently rocked inside her as he thought about it.
“I’ll give you as many children as you want, but there are a few conditions.”
“What, daddy?”
“You will have to marry me, there will be no divorce, no leaving me or taking the children or you will face extreme punishment.”
She looked at him with hope in her eyes. “Does that mean you’re not going to make me go? I can stay with you forever?” His stomach felt as though he had butterflies inside.
“You have only just met me, are you sure you want that?”
“Yes, daddy. You make me happy and feel loved. I love you already, I want to stay with you. I’ll stay with you, be a good girl. If I am not you can kill me. That’s how much I trust my feelings for you.” She linked her arms around his neck and kissed him.
He was left speechless. Could she feel that? Surely she must if she said such a thing.
Then a name came to his mind, Madam Nikita. She was his elderly aunt and a wise woman. She had taken an instant dislike to his ex-wife and had warned him against her. She was good at her job, she was never wrong. He should have listened to her.
He’d take Iris over to her house and have her see what she thinks.
She only lived a short drive away. He would listen to what she said this time.
“Tell me again, baby girl?”
“I love you, daddy. I want your babies, dark and handsome like you.”
“Some little boys like their daddy and girls like their beautiful mother,” He said running his fingers through her hair.
His cock leaked inside her.
“You do know that even if you become pregnant, you’ll still be my little?”
She grinned, “I’ll always be your little girl, daddy.”
It wasn’t long before they were both coming again.
After the bath, he helped Iris dress. Luckily he had brought several bra sizes, he found out only the largest fit her. He’d give the rest away since she didn’t need them. He was sure one of the men could find homes for them.
One thing he hated was to waste perfectly good clothes.
She wore cute pink underwear set with little darker pink hearts on.
Long white knee socks, a short-sleeved frilly pink lace dress, with a large bow on the front, and a ribbon in her hair. On her feet, she wore a dark pink flat Mary Janes.
The finishing touch, a long floppy eared bunny teddy she had taken an instant liking to.
“Daddy, I love this bunny, is he really mine, for keeps?” She asked sounding almost like a little girl.
He was already rock hard again. He hadn’t had this much sex in one morning in forever. To be honest, he hadn’t wanted to until now.
“He’s yours, my little Iris. You look so beautiful. Why don’t you turn around and show daddy again?”
She grinned and nodded. She walked in front of him still holding the bunny she had names Flopsy and slowly turned for him.
When she was facing him again she held Flopsy against her chest and looked up at Silas through her lashes.
She had pale skin, naturally dark, long lashes, pink cheeks, and red pouty lips.
Her long red hair was drying into pretty little ringlets which he found just made her cuter. Her brother told her they were ugly and always made her straighten them.
He was beginning to hate her brother more.
“Daddy, can I give you thank you?”
He was curious, so nodded his head.
He almost shot his load there and then when she dropped to her knees in front of him and placing her bunny on the bed, she pulled his towel off and began to suck the end of his cock.
He had to hold onto the end of the bed to stop himself from falling.
She wasn’t a pro, but it didn’t matter.
He loved her clumsy attempt at trying to please him. She kept looking at him as though asking for praise.
“Oh, baby girl, you are such a good little girl. You surprised daddy real good.” He stroked hair with his free hand.
The tip still in her mouth, her tongue circled the tip, licking it free of precum, and then she took more into his mouth.
He moaned out loud.
“Good girl, that’s it. Just like that,” He tried not to rock his hips as it was her first time, but it was hard.
She moved her head back and forth, taking his cock in and out.
She hadn’t even taken half his cock, but shot his cum in her mouth, moaning loudly.
“Baby girl, that was amazing. Thank you.” She sucked him clean and he helped her back up. She had a little cum dripping out the corner of her mouth, but she quickly licked it off.
“I like making daddy happy.” She smiled picking Flopsy back up.
“Oh, you make me happy. You are my perfect little girl.” He leaned down and took her mouth into a deep, lip bruising passionate kiss.
He hoped his aunt gave him good news because he was already falling for her. Truth be told, he was falling from the moment he saw her.
If she had been his son’s partner he would have kept her as his sex slave, training her. But he got lucky. She isn’t Bambi and she doesn’t need much training. She is a perfect little.
“Daddy is just going to put some clothes on. I want you to wait here and play with your toys.”
She looked up at him with sad eyes.
“I won’t be long, baby. Just five minutes.”
“Promise me?”
He stroked her cheek. “I’ll tell you what, if I’m longer than ten minutes you have permission to come and find me. My room is next door.”
She thought for a second and then nodded.
“We will count, daddy.” She pointed to the clock.
He couldn’t help but smile. He kissed her head once more before exiting the room and going to his own to get dressed.
Once dress he made a quick call to his aunt, she was happy to help but said not to tell Iris it was a test, just tea.
When he was done he glanced at the clock. He had been gone fifteen minutes but Iris wasn’t in his room.
Worried, he quickly went to her room. Only to find her sat on the floor with a baby doll and Flopsy. She was in a world of her own, talking to the doll, she hadn’t noticed him enter.
Slowly and quietly he made his way closer to see what she was saying.
“… And she can play with you too. When we have a boy he can play with Flopsy. He will be handsome like daddy.
“Daddy is so handsome and kind. I want to be with him forever. I love him so much. My belly feels sick when I think of leaving… I hope he doesn’t make me leave or get another little. I can be a good girl. I’ll take care of him and he’ll love me too.” She looked down sadly. “I hope,” She added.
She showed her true colors to him. He probably didn’t need his aunt, but best to be safe than sorry.
“Speaking of daddy…” She looked at the clock and gasped. “He’s been gone so long. Maybe he forgot about me?” She worried.
“I’m here, baby.” She jumped up and hugged him when she heard him.
“Sorry, baby. I was on the phone with my aunt. She wants us to call around for tea.”
“Me too?”
“Yes, baby. She wants to meet my beautiful little girl. And don’t worry, everyone knows about me being a daddy.”
“Everyone, meaning your gang?” She wasn’t only the perfect little, she was smart too.
“Yes, baby.” He took her hand in his. “Stay by daddy’s side and don’t speak to anyone without my permission.”
“Okay, daddy,” She nodded and looked up at him with a smile. “You are so handsome, daddy.” Her eyes shown with awe.
He was in a designer suit and shoes.
“Thank you, baby. I think we both look sexy.”
He escorted her out of the room and to the garage.
Along the way, they passed a dozen of his men. None said anything but greeted him respectfully. They all looked at Iris briefly but avoided looking too long, scared of their boss.
Iris was his, they all knew if they did anything they’d end up in the same pit as his ex-wife.
Once in the garage, he chooses a car he had a specially installed booster seat in.
Lifting her, her seat and buckled her in the special seat in the front passenger side.
“Daddy Flopsy needs a belt too.” She held out the bunny.
He smiled and took hold of the Teddy. “Of course, how could I forget. I can’t have Flopsy falling over, can we?”
He leaned into the back and buckled a seatbelt, sitting the teddy beneath.
“Now you too, daddy.”
He couldn’t stop smiling as he drove them the short distance to his aunt’s. Iris told him all about her favorite things, which included anything sugary sweets, stuffed toys, and animated princess movies.
“I like horror movies too. But they scare me and make me have nightmares.”
“Then you can’t watch them.”
“Oh, please, daddy?”
“Hmm, maybe, but only if I’m with you and you must ask me first.”
“Yes, daddy, I will!” She grinned, nodding her head.
It wasn’t long before they pulled up in front of a smaller house. There was a similar house next door with a woman in her sixties on the pouch.
“Is that her house?”
“The one without the old bat outside.”
She giggled. “It’s a beautiful house.”
Silas got out of the car and went around the other side of the car and helped Iris out of her seat.
“Don’t forget Flopsy.”
“Oh no, I won’t. He’ll suffocate in the car alone,” He played along picking the bunny from the backseat and handed the stuffed animal to Iris.
“Thank you, daddy. Flopsy loves you too.”
He smiled, took her hand, and walked her towards the house, the whole time the nosey neighbor was watching.
**
Six months later…
Aunt Nikita adored Iris and confirmed she was a perfect match for him.
She told Silas if he didn’t marry Iris she would adopt her.
It was two months after they met, celebrating Iris’s eighteen birthday he surprised her by confessing his love and asking her to marry him. She quickly accepted and rightly so since he already had everything arranged and ready for later that day.
He had wanted his son to be there but he was in hiding after learning his father knew he was a homosexual.
Silas wasn’t willing to wait, so he married her the same day.
His men were happy for him, they all adored Iris too. She was a ray of sunshine among the group of ruthless men.
Silas hadn’t changed when it came to working. He still had a no shit policy.
For instance, what happened just after he started seeing Iris officially. Just before he met her he was seeing several women. Including, Rena, the daughter of his aunt’s nosey neighbor, along with several other women.
All acted as littles for him on a casual basis, no commitment, nothing more and he could end it at any time, no questions asked. They were the rules.
He paid them all very generously when he finished with them.
Most of them were happy for him and accepted the end of their time together as the contract said.
But not Rena Karras, she was furious. She tried to blackmail him into breaking up with Iris and being with her instead.
The day afterward she sent a message to her mother that she was running off to live in sin with a married man.
In reality, she was dead and he had no regrets.
They spent the week following their wedding in bed deciding to go away when they sort the situation with his son out.
A month later he took her to the doctors to confirm their theory.
It turned out, yes, she was pregnant. They had both thoughts she was four weeks, but no, she was thirteen. She had conceived when they first got together. But due to some slight bleeding in the first ten weeks, she hadn’t realized.
A little boy. Silas was beyond happy. He had wanted a son as their firstborn so he could look after his younger sisters and brothers.
Aunt Nikita was a regular around their house now. She and some of the other men’s wives started coming around for tea, cake, and a chat.
She had made lots of fast friends. Many were ten or more years younger than their husband and a few were littles too.
As she got bigger she had to buy more looser dresses.
Silas was never far from her, he was always on hand to help her up and see to her extreme sexual needs.
If he thought they had sex a lot at the beginning, he was mistaken. In the second trimester, reaching the third she was becoming insatiable.
He was on the phone finishing up a call, when she climbed onto his desk facing him with her legs spread, revealing her naked smooth pussy.
He licked his lips and reach a finger down her slit before hanging up the phone.
“Is your pussy-hungry again, baby girl?” She pulled her dress over her head, leaving her naked.
The sight of his little wife pregnant turned him on more than he thought it would. She was round at now twenty-six weeks.
He leaned between her legs and licked her sensitive nub and slit.
“You are very wet, baby. Were you playing with yourself without my permission?”
She quickly shook her head. “I was watching a cartoon and they were eating hotdogs. It made me so horny, it made me think of your hardness inside of me.”
“You mean this?” He pulled his erection out and rubbed the tip across her hungry hole.
“Yes, daddy.” She moved onto all fours, presenting herself to him.
“Have you had your nap?” He asked stroking her butt cheeks.
“Yes. I’ve been a good girl, daddy. I had a nap just like you said.”
“As you’ve been such a good girl…” He slides his cock inside her slick, tight pussy and groaned. He still wasn’t used to her tightness, even after six months.
He licked his finger and pushed it inside her tight ass. He had tried anal sex. She liked it in the beginning but as she was becoming more heavily pregnant she found it uncomfortable.
“Oh, daddy, you are so naughty.”
She loved it.
“Daddy can’t leave his little girl alone. She is too sexy. I love you so much, baby girl.” He meant it. He loved her so much that he would do anything for her. Which included agreeing to name their son Robert after her no-good brother.
“I love you too, daddy.” He fucked both her holes. Only he was a lot gentler since learning she was pregnant. But it didn’t stop either of them from orgasming.
The phone rang. He ignored it. They knew if he didn’t answer to call back later. Only this person called back again. He ignored it again.
“Are you ready for your medicine, baby girl?”
“Yes, daddy. Please, give it to me.”
He pulled his finger out and pumped a little faster inside her. He could his cum flowing from his balls.
The door burst open, but it was too late, he was already coming.
He saw his son in the doorway, but he was quickly pulled out by Kane and the door closed.
“I’m sorry about that, baby. Are you alright?” He sat her on his lap when he was done.
She looked up at him shyly. “He saw my boobies, daddy. I feel shame.” She was very dedicated to him. Only her husband would ever have sex and see her in the nude – minus medical professionals.
“Don’t be. I’m not mad. It’s not your fault,” He held her and rocked her on his lap, kissing the top of her head.
He couldn’t help but smile when he saw her belly move as the baby did.
“Robert’s awake,” He touched her stomach and the baby kicked him. He was never this close with his ex-wife. She hated sex and touching during pregnancy and after. Before though she was sex mad. Now he knew it was only to trap him.
“He loves hearing his daddy speak to him.” He didn’t move his hand, but she looked at him expectantly.
“What is it, baby girl?” He asked noticing.
“Aren’t you going to speak to Petros? I know how much you missed him.”
He smiled at her consideration.
“I will, but he can wait a minute. I have been for months.”
They stayed like that for a while before they both finally got dressed.
“You must want time alone with Petros. Shall I go, daddy?”
“No,” He shook his head. “You’re my wife and legally his new mother. Whatever we say you can hear.”
He made a call and less than half a minute later both Petros and Kane were in the office. But Bobby was nowhere in sight.
Petros was openly glaring at Iris and had a split lip and a black eye.
“I want Kane to shoot, he beat me.”
Silas never remembered his son sounding so much like a whiney brat before. Had he always been like this?
“And he is keeping my fiancée from me!” He seemed to be ignoring the girl on his father’s lap, for now at least.
“I said he could beat you. You have been acting like a brat. How do you ever expect to take over from me?”
Silas doesn’t give him a chance to answer. Instead, he looks to his man for answers about Iris’s brother.
“Boss, I have taken Bobby under my protection.” Silas’s eyes widen in surprise. This could only mean he is involved with the man. He has no problem with gay people as long as they don’t come on to him. But he had no idea Kane was that way inclined.
“Explain.” His son tries to speak but one warning look from his father and he is silent.
“When we found them they were held up in a small motel in New Jersey, America. Bobby showed obvious signs of abuse and was unwillingly bound and gagged to the bed.”
Iris began crying into Silas shirt, he held her, rubbing her back but continued to listen.
“Petros was unconscious on the bathroom floor with a bottle of gin.”
“Why was Bobby bound?” He addresses his son.
“He likes it.”
He looked to Kane. “When I spoke to the boy, he told me he met Petros after dancing for him once. They went on a date and after that, he forced him to date him and move away. He hired some thugs to pretend to be part of the gang and told Bobby that if he didn’t do as he told he’d kill his sister.”
Silas looks at his son with a dark expression in his eyes.
“Is this true? You threatened Iris?”
“What the fuck does she matter? You’ll just have a new little in a few days anyway.”
“Don’t you dare speak about your mother that way!” Silas stood up, placing Iris behind him.
“Mother?! My mother is dead. My mother is the only woman who ever loved, not that little slut!” In a blink Silas is in front of his son and punches him in the face, knocking him to the ground.
“You want to know the truth about your oh-so-brilliant mother?! She made me fall in love with her, get her pregnant, and then after you were born she demanded you and half of everything I own. She wanted a divorce, she only married me for my money. She never loved me. She even tried to blackmail me. So I killed her. Her ashes are in the lake.”
Normally he hid the bodies of his victims, but hers had to be found to protect him. The moment he had her body back he had her cremated and ashes dumped in the lake she hated so much.
Petros was speechless, Silas continued.
“Then I heard you were going to marry she woman called Bambi. I automatically assumed she was a gold digger and had Kane that her. Only he brought Iris instead.” He glances back at her lovingly.
“I didn’t believe her when she said she wasn’t Bambi until I forced myself onto her. Truth is though, even before I had sex with her I knew she would be mine.
“We made love and fell in love. She is my little, wife, your mother, and the mother of my child.”
“She’s fucking pregnant?! How do you know it’s yours?”
He knew his son was just trying to wind him up. He is jealous.
“Because unlike your mother, she isn’t a liar.”
“Whatever. Just give me back Bobby. He is mine to do with as I wish.”
“I think we have already established he isn’t.”
“I am your future boss, you will do as I tell you.”
Silas put his foot down, “You are not unless I say you are.” He didn’t want to come straight out and say he was having second thoughts about leaving it to him. He loves him, but he isn’t suited to be a mob boss. He would get everyone killed or imprisoned.
“But since you aren’t going to shut up about it…” He turns to Kane. “Bring Bobby here. He can tell us who he wishes to be with.”
Kane reluctantly agrees and leaves the room, leaving the three alone.
“So you really having a child with her?”
Silas pulls Iris to his side. “Yes, you are going to have a brother, Robert.”
Petros still doesn’t smile. “Trying to replace me?”
“Not everything is about you.”
“I wanted children and he wanted more. It wasn’t to hurt you. He thought you’d like siblings.”
He glares at her. “I didn’t say you could speak to me, so shut the-“
His father punches him. “One warning, treat her with respect or else…” As much as he loves his son, he didn’t recognize this entitled brat as his son.
He made his mind up at that moment. Petros would never have any control.
“What you going to do? Hit me more? That slut doesn’t deserve my respect! The moment I take over her and that little bast-” Silas doesn’t let him finish.
Iris is in tears. They had spent hours over the past six months talking about her winning his eldest over and being a good mother. Despite everything, she hadn’t hated his son.
But things had changed.
“You’re going to kill them?” Silas asks in an eerily calm tone.
Petros smirks and slowly begins to nod his head.
Silas hadn’t wanted to do this. But Petros is his mother’s son. If he doesn’t kill him one of his men will.
“Alright,” Silas pulls out a gun and Petros grins thinking his father wasn’t going to let him do it himself. But instead…
“I’m sorry it had to come to this. Baby, close your eyes, and cover your ears.” He thought his dad was going to shoot her until he turns the gun to his son and pulls the trigger.
The shot hit him in the head, killing him instantly.
Men ran in the room guns drawn, none expecting what they found.
“No one threatens Iris and our babies and lives.” Everyone understood.
He heard Kane telling someone to wait for him. The door is open and he steps in just as shocked.
“Fix this mess!” Silas tells the men, now holding his sobbing wife. Her eyes are still closed.
“Take Bobby to the parlor. We will join you shortly.”
“No, I want to see my sister!”
“You will see her shortly.” Bobby tries to argue.
“She is fine. But Petros is dead.” Silence for a moment before hushed whispers.
“Honestly, she is in perfect health.”
When Silas left a moment later he is happy to see them gone. Once in her bedroom, which they now called their room, he lay them in the bed together and holds her.
“I’m sorry, daddy,” She whispers a minute later.
“I know, baby, but none of this your fault. He is his mother’s son,” He sighs. “He played me the same and I was just as blind to his ways. I love him. But I know if I had let him live he would have done as he said and I would have lost you and this little one…” He rubs her stomach.
“I know I shouldn’t say it, but I love you more than the world. This little one too. But him in a different way. Whereas Petros… I loved him because I had to. But I never liked him much,” He admits.
He knew if his men had heard they would have done the same and he wouldn’t have stopped them.
They began to kiss but broke apart. “I’m sorry, daddy, can I see Bobby now?”
“I haven’t traumatized you?” He asks hopefully. That is the last thing he wanted. He always tries to keep work and violence away from her.
She smiles brightly. “Of course not.” She always looks at him with such love. “I know you’d never hurt me.” She places a hand on his chest. “We are soulmates. You protect me and I protect you.” She holds her small fist up and tries and fails to look threatening.
He grins and has to force himself not to laugh.
“I’ll even bop Bobby if he is mean to you!”
They make their way to the parlor a short time later.
Bobby is sat nervously waiting. He is very similar looking to his sister, but taller and his face swollen and bruised. Old and new bruises.
Iris began crying seeing her brother. He jumps up and a second later he is hugging his sister crying too.
“I missed you so much, Bobby.” Iris clings to him. If it was anyone else Silas would have been angry.
“I missed you too.” He repeatedly apologizes before noticing or feeling her bump move.
“What…? Who did this to you?” He went from happy to angry in seconds flat.
“It’s alright, Bobby. Silas and I are in love. We are married.” Bobby listens in surprise.
“Silas?” He takes a step forward and Bobby takes a step back.
“Don’t be scared, Bobby. Silas is a good man. He’s not insane like Petros. He killed his son to protect us,” Iris rubs her bump and moves to hug Silas’s side.
“Smile, daddy, you are scaring him.” She pokes his stomach and he can’t stop himself chuckling.
“I was angry in the beginning and planning to make you pay. But I was still blind to my son at that point. I won’t hurt you and you are welcome to stay here.” He wanted to say more but didn’t want to upset his wife.
“Is this real? He didn’t force you to marry him?”
He is annoyed but hides it. It is an understandable response.
“No. I love him. He asked on my birthday. It was so brilliant. You would have loved it.” She turns to Silas.
“Can we marry again so Bobby can give me away, daddy?”
He can’t deny her anything.
“Of course, baby girl.”
She turns back to Bobby. “And we are naming our son after you too. His name is Robert.”
**
Silas didn’t think he’d ever be a hundred percent comfortable with Bobby.
Especially when he rarely left his sister’s side for the first few weeks.
Despite what Iris told her brother he struggled to trust any of the gang for a while. It was only after he started spending time with Madam Nikita that he started to open up, even approaching Kane to hug him.

He even told Silas that his son had an unhealthy obsession with his father. Petros would often bring older Greek looking men but to their shared room for sex and call them daddy. Bobby was forced to watch this because no one was allowed to touch Bobby but him. He was very possessive. He had been since the moment they met.

Bobby didn’t like the arrogant man but was nice in the beginning because it was part of his job. But Petros misconstrued the situation. Even after Bobby was brutally honest he refused to believe and began stalking him and then the threats started coming.
It had been a journey tough for them all. Silas had lost his firstborn, but he wouldn’t change it for the world. Petros was a mistake. He should have followed his aunt’s advice and never married his ex-wife. But in a way, he is glad he did because he likely would have never met his baby girl otherwise.

Baby Robert was born at forty-two weeks weighing ten pounds and being twenty-two inches in length with a head of thick dark red hair.

Unlike with his firstborn, Silas cried the first time he held his new son. The rush of love he felt was like nothing he had ever experienced. It was overwhelming.

“He is so beautiful,” He told his wife, eyes filled with tears. “I never thought I could love a person as much as I do you.” He stole a kiss while still holding his son. “Thank you for showing me what true love is. I love you both so much.”

They renewed their vows only a month later and with the couple’s permission, Bobby asked Kane to marry him.

Silas couldn’t help but burst out laughing seeing the shocked expression of his closest friend. Everyone but Kane knew it was going to happen, so they weren’t surprised.

“So do you?” Iris asked on behalf of her brother growing impatient.
Kane pulled Bobby into a kiss before answering affirmatively.

“Yes, yes.” And pulled a box out of his pocket. It just so happened that Kane was planning to ask him the same. He had been carrying the box around in his pocket for weeks trying to build up the courage but always wimping out of it at the last moment. He was afraid Bobby wouldn’t accept him.

**
Walking into his bedroom after a long and hard day, Silas instantly felt the stresses of the day melt away seeing his wife and infant son fast asleep in bed.

Even over a year since they had first gotten together he still struggled to believe his life was real.

Before meeting Iris his life with constant stress and internal fighting.

But since, inner harmony. Even his gang had noticed. Not that he was softer, but stress didn’t control him anymore. He was just as ruthless, even adding bodies to his count, but he no longer worried about his wife being afraid of him.

She and Robert are his world. And despite everything, murdering his firstborn had only lifted a bigger weight.

As he found out after his death, Petros was the reason for much of the problems he had been having with locals, businesses, and even other criminals.

Everyone knew his son’s death was murder but no one, even the local police acknowledged it. His son was a man better off dead.

People are still afraid of the Artino family, but thanks to his wife and some charitable donations to the local orphanage people are starting to like his rich businessman ruse more than ever before.

“Daddy?” Silas turned to his wife, her eyes half-closed, and her voice filled with fatigue.

“Yes, baby girl. I’m here.”

“Will you come and hug us, please?” His smile widened.

“Of course, baby.” He stripped off his clothes and climbed in the big bed beside her, drawing her into his arm, all whilst she still held their son beside her.

“I miss you, daddy. We both did.” She nuzzled his bare skin, struggling to stay awake.

“As did I, but tomorrow I am all yours.” He had meetings but nothing he couldn’t cancel or have Kane attend in his place.

“Really?” She asked excitedly, suddenly much more awake. His ex had never been this happy at being with him. She always acted as though everything was a chore. It only makes him love Iris more.

“Mmhmm,” He hummed.

“Can we take Robert to the zoo? I want to show him the animals.”

“Anything.”

“Thank you,” She smiled brightly.

“You don’t have to thank me. We can do and go anywhere you wish as long as it brings you and Robert no harm.”

She still refused to spend their money without permission, despite him telling her regularly to do so. He knew she wasn’t a gold digger. She rarely buys things for herself. But he often came home to little gifts for him.

“I know. I just want the four of us to have a family day together at the zoo.” He was about to agree when he realized what she said. “Four? Is Bobby coming too?” He didn’t dislike him anymore, but he was hoping for a day with just his wife and child.

“Nope. Just us and the children.”

She watched him intently, her smile growing as his eyes drifted down to her flat abdomen.

“Your pregnant?” She is on the pill but has had to change a few times due to bad side effects. There had bee accidents.

“Yes. How do you feel about being a dad again?”
“Are you kidding me? Is this real?” He wanted more. But she is young. He wanted to give her a chance to heal and grow.

“I love you! Thank you! Thank you!” He kissed her heart, suddenly too giddy to sleep.

“How far along?” She shrugged.

“At least eight weeks. The doctor confirmed the pregnancy and the heart is strong. But I wanted to wait for you to perform a scan.” He thanked her again, happy she had waited for him. He knew she hadn’t been feeling well but both thought it was just due to lack of sleep with a teething baby. She is breastfeeding and hasn’t had a period since their son was born.

“We have an appointment in the morning. We can go to the zoo afterward. Robert is obsessed with giraffes.”

Silas watched them sleep with happy tears in his eyes, internally thanking whatever unseen force had blessed him with such treasures.

Iris may have been brought there against her will but now nothing and no one could separate her and Silas.

Silas had never been happier his men didn’t do their due diligence.

Their mistake was the best thing to happen to him.

Sometimes dreams do come true.

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