Page 27 of Property of Big Daddy

“Exactly.I don’t do repeats and I damn sure don’t bring women to my clubhouse to meet my daughter, who doesn’t fucking mean shit all to me.As you can see, I’ve got a woman in my lap that I’m two seconds from fucking right here, so unless you want to watch, I suggest you get the fuck gone and never approach me or my woman again.We clear?”

She nods and I wave one of my guys over.

“See that she leaves and doesn’t come back.”

“On it, Prez.”Toxic gets Becky out of my sight, and I give Gwynee a squeeze on the thigh.

“You good?”

“You don’t do repeats?”she looks over her shoulder at me.

“Nope.I don’t bring women around my girls.Lucie saw me out one night and got the wrong idea.”

“But I’m here.And you’ve called me your woman more than once.”

“Yeah, Gwynee.You’re here on my lap.In front of my club.Think that speaks for itself.”

“I’m confused.”

“About what part?I like you and want you naked in my bed when I crawl into it at night.Figure we can pack your shit up tomorrow or I can put the prospects on it.”

“Why would I pack my stuff up?”

“Babe.I just told you, and I’m not big on repeating myself.”

Before she can start an argument that we both know she’s going to lose, I bring my mouth down on hers and shut her up.

“What’s she doing here still?”Sissy glares across the breakfast table at Gwynee in my lap as I feed her some strawberries and whip cream.

Gwynee tries to move back into her chair, but I don’t let her.

“Because we’re together.”

Sissy’s mouth falls open and I could have gone about dropping this on her better, but I’d rather put it all to bed in one go.Lucie slings her coffee mug into the sink and stomps out the back door, probably running straight to Hero in the guesthouse to beg him to talk some sense into me.

“For serious?She’s your ol’ lady?”

“You got a problem with your old man doing what makes him happy?”

“No, but…”

“But what?Been a long time since someone has made me feel like I’m not dead inside.”

“Whatever.”Sissy picks at her plate and glares out the window.Girl could wilt flowers with that coldhearted stare, but eventually she’ll come around.

Gwynee has a sweetness that’s irresistible.I meant what I said last night about her being in my bed at night.I understand she has reservations, but I know what I want.I want my sexy little sugar baby all to my damn self.I’d tell her to quit her job if I thought she’d do it.I’m that sure about this gut feeling that she’s mine.

A guttural scream echoes through the house, sounding like it’s coming from upstairs.Footsteps sound from different directions.I order Gwynee and Sissy to stay put with Hardcore watching their back while I figure out if we’re under attack or if something else is happening.

Upstairs club members are gathered outside of the room I’ve got Daisy staying in.“Go back to whatever you were doing,” I bark.She’s probably having an episode or something.Who knows what the fuck she’s endured?

I knock on the door and let myself in.Daisy is sitting upright in the center of the beds, clutching her covers like a scared child.

Lunatic is standing by the window, scanning the perimeter.

“What’s going on?”I address him.Daisy doesn’t appear to be in the shape to talk.

“She had a nightmare.”

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