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Your Dad's Perfect Questions
Sammi POVWork has gone well, and I've noticed the ladies watching me as well. Their expressions are hard to read. I watch as the last customer staggers out of the door slowly."Sammi," I hear Jodie and turn to see her. She moves closer so she can whisper in my ear, "Are you two dating?" Which two is she on about? "Who?" I laugh slightly."You and Jake," she laughs as if it should have been common sense for me to know who she was talking about. "No...Why would you think that?" I don't understand. "Because he never comes during the day, but he did today. Then, he's watched you all night. He never does."I hadn't noticed. "I...No, we're not." What else can I say?She laughs slightly. "Maybe right now you're not. But something tells me he is going to make a move on you. He watched you more than he served tonight, and you would be cute together," she pulls back and winks. "Ready to leave, Doll?" I turn to see Jake waiting by the door and nod. "By the way, we all chose our names. Dol
Your Dad's Perfect His Visit
Sammi POVI don't sleep well; I keep replaying the kiss over, not in a way to enjoy it, but because something feels missing. My mind keeps going to Grayson, of all people, the one person I hate. It makes absolutely no sense at all. After showing up and getting dressed, I cleaned around my room a bit. It’s already clean, but I want to ensure it's extra clean. Walking down, I grab breakfast. The guys are sitting and talking at the table. It’s only eight, but I’m eager for them to leave before Jake arrives, although he's not coming for over an hour. “What are your plans for today, kiddo?” Joel looks at me. “Playing grownup rather than being it,” Grayson laughs, and I launch the toast at his head.“Fuck you,” asshole. He sits laughing like it's amusing, but it's not. At all. “Stop picking on her guys.” Zade nudges Grayson. “I'm going to meet the women from work again,” I shrug slightly. “Again? You've basically made work your life.” Jax sits confused. “They are good friends,” I mut
Your Dad's Perfect Seen
Sammi POVIt's been far too long, and I am constantly anxious that one of my brothers will come home. So when the guys step back, saying it’s done, I have a virtual party in my mind to celebrate not getting caught. "We need you to try it out so we know it's stable," one of the guys looks at me. I go to walk forward, but Jake stops me. "No, she doesn’t. You can literally pull and swing it on to check," he argues with them, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. "It's fine. It needs testing," I whisper to Jake. "No, they tested the ones in the club. They are trying to get a free show. She’s not getting on it; test it yourself," Jake snaps, and I watch as they pull it again and turn it. I thought it would have been normal protocol to have someone try to use it. Then again, if it stays up with two big guys dangling from it, it's secure. I watch as Jake thanks them and we guide them back out of the house. He turns and smiles at me. "Get ready. I'm driving you in today." He stands waiting f
Your Dad's Perfect Unusual
Grayson POVMy eyes are fixed on the phone. I’ve tried calling Sammi a few times to apologise for my actions. She never answers, though. I’ve become obsessed. Before, it was easy to go all week and not think of Sammi, but since watching that film with her and then the whole shower thing...It's impossible."Gray!" Zade punches my shoulder to get my attention. "What is going on with you this week?" He sits amused, and I shrug."Not feeling it, that's all." I have to lie. I can’t say I’m jealous as hell that some guy had their tongue in his sister’s mouth, and how I wished it was me. That day, it was the last thing I expected to see. I had decided to go back and speak to her, admit that I fucking do like her, but her brothers complicate things. So, seeing her sitting in a car with a guy older than me and her brothers felt like a punch in the gut. After the initial shock, I walked towards the car, but they left. I should give up on her and stop thinking about her, but I can't. Each night
Your Dad's Perfect Too Far
Sammi POVI spent today training again. Jake stayed with me, and it’s clear the women have questions. Yes, he’s my boss, and ideally, this wouldn’t be happening, but he’s nice. He’s kind and is helping me. After practising for hours, I went to the toilets and got changed, ready for the date.Tonight, I will tell him everything, well, about me being a virgin, anyway. The plan is that we go out for a meal and a few drinks, come back to the club, ensure things are okay, and then close up. As neither Jake nor I were working, he told them he would lock up. We could work; I doubt we will take that long on the date; the club doesn't shut until two. Walking out, he smiles and wraps his arm around my waist. "Come on, Doll, let’s go." Kissing my cheek, he leads me out, and we end up in a fancy restaurant. I don’t care about things like this; money isn’t important to me. We order, and he looks at me, waiting. "So, you mentioned wanting your own business and said you would consider what sort of
Your Dad's Perfect Getting Her
Grayson POVI rush through the streets, and no matter how fast this fucking car goes, it feels too damn slow. Luxe Nights...That was not what I expected to hear. I remember that bar briefly from a few stag nights. Each time I went, there were women dancing at the bar half-naked, drinks thrown over them. More dancing on poles and such. It's an amazing club, but I didn't miss the bruises on the women. Which is why I never returned. It's what Zade is missing and what I was talking about. He has his strip clubs, but nothing that stands out. I stay focused on the road, listening to her. I can hear him shouting, but I can't make out his words.Her breathing quickens with each thud. "Talk to me, Angel. You still haven't." She needs to talk to me and stay grounded, as it’s not a five-minute fucking drive. "I'm sorry, Gray,” she whispers as she cries. I swear I'll kill him. "Don't fucking apologise for this, don't ever apologise for a guy trying to take advantage." She isn't to blame. I don
Your Dad's Perfect Not Feeling Safe.
Sammi POVI watch the women rush out, and I stay clinging to Gray, hoping that he will calm things. I know Zade is going to shout at me for being so fucking stupid. His eyes narrow in on me. "She called screaming. He tried to force himself on her, so she locked herself in the bathroom," Gray says quickly to explain. "And you didn't fucking tell me? I should have known." Zade glares at him. "What use would you have been? You are still fucking drunk. You couldn't exactly drive to get her, so I did." "I could have come and made sure the guy fucking learnt never to touch her again!" Zade walks over and wraps his arm around me. "I don't get it. You were dating. How the fuck did this happen?" Right now, I would rather not fucking explain to them that I've yet to fuck a guy, and I'm a virgin. "I didn't feel like it. He didn't care." I shrug slightly. "Go to bed, Zade. We can talk tomorrow. I won’t be leaving," I whisper, and he sighs. "I need more information than that, Sammi; it’s not
Your Dad's Perfect Her Taunting
Grayson POVI stay facing the floor of the bathroom and keep my eyes fixed on it even more when I hear the shower stop. She walks to me and reaches past. It takes every ounce of my willpower to stay facing down when all I want to do is glance up and see her body wet. "Gray, I can't reach the towel; it’s behind you," she whispers, and I groan. I’m sitting with the cupboard door facing my side. I move slightly and pull the door open. My hand reaches in blindly, and I groan when I feel it empty. "There's none in this cupboard," I mutter and stand, still keeping my eyes down. "You can look at me." She steps forward until her body is pressed against mine, which means I'm staring down at her breasts. Groaning, I stroke my fingers up her side."I'm not fucking you, Angel, not tonight." My head raises, and I look into her eyes. "Tomorrow, right?" she asks, and I groan. I know I said tomorrow, but I’m regretting that already. Yet, the idea of refusing and her running off with another guy t
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Your Dad's Perfect Perfect
ZadeI knew if I waited, things would go wrong, which is why I proposed to Izzy sooner than I had planned. Good job I did as if I hadn't. I was meant to be proposing right now, which isn't ideal.The room is buzzing with controlled chaos. Nurses move efficiently around us, murmuring instructions and checking monitors. Izzy lies in the hospital bed, her face flushed, hair damp with sweat, and hands clutching mine like a lifeline. Her grip is strong—stronger than I ever expected—but I welcome the pain. It’s grounding me, keeping me in the moment when I feel like I might lose my mind.“Zade, breathe,” Izzy groans, her voice strained as another contraction overtakes her. “You’re supposed to remind me to breathe, not forget how to do it yourself.”I snap out of my daze, nodding quickly. “Right. Breathe, Izzy. Deep breaths.” I mimic the motion, inhaling and exhaling like I’m teaching her something she hasn’t been doing perfectly for hours.She glares at me between breaths, sweat beading on
Your Dad's Perfect His Question
IzzyI can’t help but smile at Zade as he drives, his hands steady on the wheel, his profile glowing in the soft morning light. Time has slipped by so quickly. It feels like only yesterday we were grappling with fears and uncertainty, and now here we are. Zade has been by my side so much more than I ever expected. He still works, but not nearly as much as he did before. Somehow, he’s found a balance, and it’s brought us closer in ways I didn’t think possible.While he’s working, I spend most of my time at home with Sammi and baby Emmerson. It’s been heartwarming to watch Sammi and Grayson navigate parenthood together, their bond strengthening with every passing day. Watching their joy gives me hope—hope that Zade and I can have something just as beautiful with our baby.Zade has been going to counseling regularly, and I see pieces of the real him emerging more and more each week. The man beneath the armor he built to survive, to lead the mafia, to bury his pain—that man is someone ext
Your Dad's Perfect My Plan
Zade POVI lose myself in her, time slipping away as I drink her in, the salty-sweet flavor of her flooding my senses. She collapses into the bed eventually, her body limp, a satisfied sigh escaping her lips. Even now, her walls quiver, her body still coming down as I lick the last remnants of her release.When I finally pull away, I move up her body and kiss her with a desperate need, our lips crashing together in a possessive claim. I’m hard again, painfully so, but there’s no rush. Tonight, there’s no clock ticking down, no interruptions, just us.“Alright,” I say, standing to strip the last of my clothes, my eyes devouring her sprawled form. “Let’s keep going.”She whimpers, weak from the relentless pleasure, and reaches for me, her hands trembling as they find my shoulders. “Zade,” she murmurs, but I’m nowhere near done.Izzy tastes like heaven, pure and raw, a flavor I never want to forget. My lips return to her swollen clit, teasing and tormenting her again. Her body jerks as s
Your Dad's Perfect Showing Her
ZadeAs I help Izzy into my car, her radiant smile reminds me just how much I’ve been neglecting her. I’ve been so consumed with making sure Grayson is home with Sammi and the baby that I’ve failed the one person who needed me most—her. The guilt eats at me as I start the engine, and I steal glances at her, soaking in her beauty, her strength, her unwavering patience with me.She pulls something from her bag and holds it out to me—a scan image. My heart twists as I take it, running my fingers over the black-and-white lines that outline our baby.“I’m sorry I missed it,” I whisper, the weight of regret heavy in my voice.Her smile is soft, understanding. “It’s fine. You were working and making sure Grayson was home for Sammi and the baby.” Her words are kind, but they cut deep. Missing this moment wasn’t fine, and I can’t let it happen again.When we arrive, I park and immediately step out, going to her side and lifting her into my arms. She laughs lightly, her arms wrapping around my
Your Dad's Perfect Time Together
Izzy POVHis dark eyes burn into mine, a mixture of frustration and desire. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Izzy,” he murmurs, his voice low and hoarse.I lean in, letting my breath ghost over his lips. “Good. I want to play, Zade. And this time, I make the rules.”“You want to fuck me?” His voice is low, teasing, as his dark eyes bore into mine, a smirk playing on his lips. The sight of him, restrained and vulnerable yet brimming with raw power, ignites something primal in me. I chuckle softly, leaning in to capture his lips, grinding against him as I feel him stir beneath me.“Oh, you have no idea how much I want to fuck you,” I murmur against his lips, my voice husky with desire. Pulling back, I let a wicked smile curl on my lips. “You’re all mine now,” I whisper, my words dripping with dominance. Slowly, deliberately, I sink to my knees in front of him, maintaining eye contact as my hands glide over his thighs.His breath hitches when I reach up, my fingers wrapping around his s
Your Dad's Perfect Always Busy
IzzyIt’s been two months since we came back, and while Zade and I have grown closer, some days feel like we’re barely keeping our heads above water. The distance that came with my pregnancy has dissolved, and his promise to fuck me every day? He’s kept it. But most of the time, it’s rushed, like an obligation rather than passion.I understand why—he’s juggling too much. He practically ordered Grayson to stay home for a couple of months after Sammi had the baby, leaving him to hold everything together. Sure, his brothers are around to help, but Zade hardly leans on them. It’s as if he’s still carrying the weight of raising them, of being their protector, even now.Today was supposed to be different. It was the scan, the moment I’ve been excited about for weeks. But, at the last minute, he got a call—something urgent, something he couldn’t ignore—and I found myself in the clinic with my mum instead of him. All I got from Zade was a quick message asking how it went. No follow-up, no exc
Your Dad's Perfect Fixing It
Izzy POVThe moment Zade walks in, the tension between us hangs in the air like a storm waiting to break. We talk briefly, my voice trembling as I tell him the words that have been weighing on my heart: “I’m keeping the baby.” Relief flickers across his face, but it’s not pure joy—it’s layered with fear, uncertainty, and something I can’t quite place. He doesn’t say much after that, just pulls me into his arms, holding me close. I melt into him, exhaustion taking over as I fall asleep wrapped in his warmth.When I wake, the space beside me is empty, and the bed feels colder without him. Slowly, I sit up, rubbing my eyes. My gaze falls on Zade, seated at the foot of the bed, his back turned to me. His shoulders are tense, and his head is bowed slightly, as if the weight of the world is pressing down on him.I hesitate, unsure of what to say or how to bridge the chasm that feels like it’s grown between us. Things had been going so well before all this, and now? Now it feels like we’ve b
Your Dad's Perfect Realising
IzzyThe moment Grayson wraps his arms around me, I feel the weight of everything pressing down on me like a storm. For the first time in hours, there’s a flicker of safety, but it’s fragile, like glass teetering on the edge of shattering. Zade’s words still echo in my mind—angry, hurt, raw—and even though I know deep down he would never hurt me, in that moment, he didn’t feel like the man I fell in love with. He felt like someone else entirely, someone I didn’t know.The sound of the door closing behind me sends a chill through my spine. Zade has left. I should stop him, run after him, beg him to stay, but I can’t. My legs feel like lead, and my heart is a hurricane of guilt and confusion.“What’s happened?” Grayson’s voice cuts through the silence, low but laced with tension. His arms tighten around me, and for a moment, I let myself break. The tears come in uncontrollable waves, and I bury my face into his chest as though I can hide from my own mistakes.“I’m pregnant, Gray,” I cho
Your Dad's Perfect Feeling Foolish
Zade POVEvery time I close my eyes, I see her face—tear-streaked and filled with anguish. Then the memories hit, unbidden and relentless. Blood. The screams. The bodies. My parents, mangled and lifeless. Her—my ex, so pregnant, so full of life, and then... gone. The flashbacks swallow me whole, dragging me under. My breathing becomes shallow, erratic, and I grip the edge of the table to ground myself, my knuckles white.“Zade,” a voice cuts through the storm in my mind, anchoring me back to reality. I look up to see Grayson sitting across from me, his face a mixture of concern and frustration.I can’t even muster the energy to speak. I just stare at him, then down at the untouched glass of whiskey in front of me.“Did you drink it?” he asks, his tone sharp but not unkind.I shake my head. “No. But I wanted to. God, I wanted to.”Grayson exhales, leaning back in his chair. “At least you didn’t. That’s something.” He watches me closely, his eyes narrowing slightly. “You’re drowning, Za
