Page 83 of Naughty Santa Daddy

“We need to discuss numerous things. I have some information to show you as well, but first, I’m going to take a shower and a quick nap. We will talk later about all of this.” Heputs an end to the conversation abruptly, as it’s always hot and cold with this one.

“Okay,” I concede. I watch as he walks out of the living room, not being able to look away as he demands my attention. Always. He didn’t even kiss me this time. It’s become a thing he’s been doing lately whenever he leaves the house. I lay back, crossing my legs on the couch, groaning with frustration while I cover my eyes with my arm.

Massimo

It’s been one hell of a night, I can’t help but think to myself as I am going down the hallway. I need a hot shower and some decent sleep before I can explain what is going on to Hadley.It’s time.Although I don’t want this life for her, she is in it whether she wants to be or not.

She’smine, whether she knows it now or not.

Firstly, I will get the information I need out for her. Then, I’ll check to see if she inadvertently knows anything about any of this. I quietly fill Greta in on my plans, then hop in the shower. I drift back to my night as the hot water hits my back, racing over my tired flesh.

Amos is already getting attached to her, as well as Greta, and it’s not normal. I am too, in all honesty. I can’t afford to be distracted at the moment because too much shit is going on in this organization. It’s all mine; I acquired it on my own through blood, sweat, and being the best fucking man to do it. I took it for myself, and I damn sure will keep it for myself and my family.

I fucked Hadley last night, and we fell asleep shortly after. Then I woke up to a call from Big John. He had news of someone putting a hit out on Hadley.They want her dead.

I immediately got up, knowing sleep would elude me if I even tried at that point. I demanded he meet with me immediately to get any more details in person. We have our hacker, Adam,working to dig out whatever he can find on the dark web. At this point, we are at least tracking the threat’s trail and who’s put it out there. I’ll make sure the hit is on them and they’re dead before it’s over. I will not allow Hadley to go back to the restaurant. I don’t have the manpower, for one. I’m using my guys at the moment to find these son-of-a-bitches.

“She’s mine anyway; she doesn’t need to work,” I mutter to myself, my mind already made up on the matter. Striding into the bedroom, I let the towel around my waist drop and immediately crawl into bed. I silently tell myself,only two hours,and fall asleep.

I’m stirred awake by the door closing a little over two hours later. I can smell her scent, even though she’s left the room. My cock is fucking hard. I lay back, grabbing myself, lightly stroking it while I obsess over her. Her perfectly smooth skin, the plump roundness of her tits and how they fill my hands. Her pussy—it’s the best I’ve ever had.So damn good, I think as I groan. My cock’s in my hand, as I’m mercilessly beating it with my fist, up and down. In an instant, it seems, the cum flies out of my tip, landing all over my chest. I lay here, trying to get my heartbeat to even out as I realize I haven’t come like that in years. I feel like a damn randy teenager instead of a grown man.

After pulling myself together, I dress in some jeans and a T-shirt, then I head downstairs. It’s not my normal attire, but she needs to discover me, in all my personas. I have three of them. I wonder if she will figure them all out? Business is my prominent side, there’s my laid-back at home with my family part of me, and I can’t help but wonder if she will know what the third one is. Time will tell.

I get to the kitchen as Greta is pulling out a casserole; it’s one of my favorites. The others are at the bar, Emilio standing, with Amos at one end and Hadley at the other. I walk around and sit between her and Amos.

“Good nap?” she asks me. “You seem a little better than what you looked like earlier.”

“I feel somewhat better,” I admit as I lay my hand on her inside thigh. “We need to talk after we eat.”

“I'd rather we didn’t,” she responds, the honesty pouring out of her. It’s one thing I’ve come to admire about her.

“You don’t have a choice in the matter,” I state, not caring if she does or doesn’t want to discuss this. It’s too important to let her have her way. “It’s something that I should have done at the beginning.”

“Save it,” she spouts at me.

Little girl has some attitude, and I plan to fuck that right out of her. “You better watch it, little girl. I don’t have a problem with carrying you out of here and giving that mouth of yours a workout.” I murmur it softly so the others cannot hear our conversation. I’m just waiting to see which way she wants to take this, my eyebrow raised. She meets my challenging stare and harrumphs under her breath a little. She takes her plate from Greta and digs in, not saying another word to me.

“Thank you, Greta. This looks so good. I’m starving,” Hadley tells her with a smile on her face.

I chuckle under my breath a little bit. Greta gives me a smirk as I do. She knows me all too well. She is family by heart and has been Amos’ mother figure to an extent, almost his whole life.

There isn’t much talking about anything while we eat. My hand still resting on her leg possessively, I squeeze her leg for a minute. I want her to acknowledge me.

She glances over with her eyebrow raised, mimicking my earlier expression, and I laugh at her, loudly.

“What’s so funny, Dad?” Amos interrupts, wanting in on whatever is amusing me.

“Hadley made a funny face at me,” I offer, spilling a touch of truth.

“I missed it. It must’ve been good for you to laugh that loud,” he mumbles as he’s scooping more food into his mouth.

Shortly after, we finish our meal, and the three of them clean up while I drag Hadley with me to my office. I don’t—no,I can’t—do it anywhere else. She has to know this is serious shit.

“Things are serious. I have to tell you about some valuable information I have. There are things you may be able to help me with. Also, a lot of pertinent details you know nothing about. However, it is something you need to know and learn.

“I…” Hadley starts.

“Dad!” Amos yells, interrupting me once again.

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