Page 106 of Daddy Sees Snakes

"Get it over with," I hiss, and the way the corners of his lips turn up make me nervous.

"I want two million dollars," Lyon hisses.

"Two million dollars," I mutter.

"Yes. To start. And, every month after that, until I say otherwise," Lyon growls.

"That's too much," Iris says, and the tone of her voice scares the shit out of me.

"Not for what I'll do. What I'll take," Lyon says, and the evil in his eyes is enough to scare the shit out of me. "And, if you don't agree. If you try to stop me. I'll tell her. And, then, the world. Everyone will know your secret."

"You can't do that. You won't," Iris cries.

"No, Iris. I will," Lyon laughs.

"Why? What do you want?" I ask.

"Just to see you burn," Lyon laughs, and when he walks away, he doesn't look back.

"We'll be okay," I say, and the way Iris looks at me breaks my heart.

"We can't. Not if Allegra finds out," Iris cries.

"Baby, come here. Please. It's okay," I say, and when the tears spill, I pull her into my arms. "It'll be okay, baby. I promise. Nothing will happen. Ever. As long as you're with me."

"But, Viper, we can't," Iris cries.

"Yes, we can, baby. Just relax. Breathe. It'll be okay. It'll be fine," I say, and as I pull her close, all I can think about is what he said.

Telling my daughter.

Ruining my life.

And, the only thing keeping me grounded is the way Iris is melting into me.

"Please, Viper. Stop," she cries.

"We can't. It's too late, baby," I hiss, and the next time I kiss her, she's ready for me. She kisses me back, her mouth hot and wet and hungry, and it feels so fucking good.

"Fuck, Viper," Iris cries. "This is so bad."

"Don't worry. It'll be fine," I lie. "Come on. Let's go home."

"Fine. But, please, don't kiss me," she whimpers.

"If that's what you want," I mutter, walking her back to the car. The moment we reach it though, I curse out loud. The window is broken, and my daughter is gone.

"Allegra!" Iris yells.

"Allegra, please," I hiss, and when the door to the car opens, I spot her self defense keychain on the chair. "Fuck. She's gone."

"Where would she have gone?" Iris asks.

"Home," I say.

"No. No. You're the one who made her angry," Iris says, and the anger in her eyes is enough to make me wince.

"She was already angry. I just pushed her over the edge," I say.

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