Page 113 of Unravelling The Beast

My father then continues to annoy me in a calm manner.

"Stop with the childish attitude and do as you're told, son; it's that fucking simple."

I pound my fists down onto the table in front of me without warning, causing Sara and my mother to jump from the unexpected noise, while I give my dad a hard glare and speak through gritted teeth.

“Get fucked.”

He observes me for a moment before raising his chin.

"All right, I'll do as I promised."

I laugh at the old fuck like the fucking maniac I am because his stupidity amuses me so much, but when my face returns to seriousness, I speak coldly.

"You really want to go to fucking war with me, do you, old man?"

As I continue, he straightens himself somewhat and fidgets.

"I fucking own this shit just as much as you do, mother-fucker. I built it from scratch with you. Do you think I can't rip it out from under your old, wrinkly, fucking ass?"

He now speaks to me forcefully, his teeth clenched, showing who he really is beneath that smug bullshit act.

"Don't fucking test me, son."

I stare into his eyes with such hatred that my eyes begin to burn.

"I'm not marrying her, so deal with it. You either drop this shit or we can go to war, which will never be good for fucking business; choose wisely, Charles."

As he remains quiet, I pull my angry stare away from him and look down at Sara beside me before tilting down and placing a kiss on her cheek.

“Happy birthday, sis.”

I stand upright again, giving my parents one final piercing stare before turning and walking away.

It's quiet as we drive home, and I check in the rearview mirror to see Cree asleep in his car seat.

I glance over at Wren, who is staring out the window beside her, lost in thought, before I sink back in my seat and stare ahead, feeling frustrated from all that has happened tonight.

When we arrive at the house, I carry Cree upstairs in my arms, and I can hear Wren's tall heels clicking along the hard, marble floor behind me.

As soon as we enter his bedroom, I gently lay him on his bed when I feel Wren's touch on my shoulder and I turn my head to look at her.

"I've got this."

She speaks barely above a whipster and I nod before returning my focus to Cree. I stroke his soft, curly hair before rising up and lingering for a beat as Wren collects some pajamas from his chest of drawers before I head out of the door, heading straight to my bedroom.

When I enter, I take a seat on the end of my bed for a bit, my head in my hands, before pulling off my tie and then my suit jacket down my arms. I kick my shoes off of my feet and then throw myself back on the bed, placing my palms behind my head.

I stare up at the ceiling, contemplating all the possible ways I can get out of this shitstorm scenario I've found myself in without destroying the business in the process.

After a while, I hear her enter and quietly close the door behind her as I remain in the same position, staring into nothingness, although I can sense her moving around below me. When she comes into view, she mounts my lap and hovers above me with her hands beside my head, and my eyes are drawn to hers.

Her gorgeous dark hair falls around her face, making her look even more angelic and she smiles at me, making my lips twitch as I almost smile back. My eyes follow her body as she settles back on me again, and I prop up on my elbows to get a better look at her entire lingerie set.

I feel my eyes immediately darken as I take in her perfect curves and the cleavage of her bulging, big tits. When my feral gaze meets hers, she gives me a sweet and innocent smile that hardens my cock.

I can't stop my eyes from wandering all over her beautiful body and face, thinking of all of the ways I can destroy her in that sexy fucking lingerie before she reaches down and begins to unbutton my shirt, watching her hands as she does.

When she's finished, she pulls my shirt apart and pushes it over my shoulders before firmly gliding her palms up and down my abs and chest. As her heavy eyes move up my inked skin, she bites her plump bottom lip between her teeth, and I feel ready to fucking pounce.

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