Page 231 of Tempted By her Daddies

“What? Yes. I looked up the form she filled out to double check.”

“You didn’t check it when she first filled it out to make sure it was correct?”

“Why would I do that? What’s wrong?”

“It’s in the fucking slums,” he snarled.

“That can’t be right. I’m heading your way in a taxi. I’ll be there soon.”

Alexei grunted and ended the call without saying goodbye. He had no time for niceties.

He studied the address again. No apartment number. He stormed up to the door to take a look. At one time, it must have had an intercom system, but it looked like someone had taken a sledgehammer to it at some stage.

Oh, as soon as he got hold of her and made sure she was safe, he was going to spank her ass until she couldn’t sit for a week.

He didn’t care that she hadn’t been his when she had lived here.

And yes, he was using the word, ‘had,’ as she was never living here again.

He knew he was overprotective of the people he cared about, but he didn’t care. He’d lost his family once and that wasn’t happening again.

You should have insisted on knowing where she lived. You should have paid fucking attention.

He still couldn’t believe Roman hadn’t checked her address.

But he couldn’t blame Roman, either. That would be taking the easy way out. This was on all of them.

A taxi drew up and a harried looking Roman climbed out, nearly tripping over the curb as he stared up at the building in front of him.

Chagrin filled his face, quickly followed by horror. “I should have checked her address. I should have looked it up. I didn’t even think to check. She didn’t list the area and I didn’t think it mattered. Fuck.” He ran his hand over his face.

Things were bad if Roman was swearing.

“It wasn’t just on you,” Alexei grumbled as he walked over to the other man. “Salem and I could have asked her about her living conditions. We could have asked for the address. This is on all of us. And once she’s safe, I’m going to spank her every night for a month.”

“A month? You don’t think that’s excessive?” Roman gaped at him.

“She gives me any sass and it’ll be two months,” he promised.

“I can almost guarantee she’s going to sass you,” Roman said as Salem parked the car and jumped out.

He walked over to them, his face filling with understanding.

“Fuck.”

“Yep, this whole thing is a big fucking fuck-up!” Alexei said. He threw his arms up in the air. “How did we not know she lived here? How?”

Salem just shook his head, looking as glum as Alexei had ever seen him look.

“Like I said, it’s my fault,” Roman whispered.

“No. If anything, it’s mine,” Salem said.

Salem was always quick to take everything on his shoulders. He liked being the leader, the thinker. Alexei preferred to be the brawn and Roman was the brains. But they needed to do better than this.

Alexei needed to do better. Take more responsibility.

“We can all do better,” he grumbled.

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