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Your Dad's Perfect Reckless
Grayson POVI'm pissed off. What I did was reckless. I should have stopped fucking Sammi as soon as I heard Zade, but I didn't. I simply muffled her moans of pleasure and went harder. All I could see in my mind was Reese with his tongue in her mouth. A mouth that I own. I wanted to warn her, but I didn't get time to.As I step into the room, everyone laughs."You're a sore loser, aren't you?" Reese mocks."No, I just prefer to lose to pros, not those with mere luck to win one game," I joke, and he laughs. Sitting, I begin playing again. Alexa leans into me, her hand stroking down my body. I see Sammi walk in and take her seat. Her eyes flicker at me, and she stares at Alexa. Fuck, this is going to get harder.Sighing, I lift Alexa's hand off me as she leans in. "Want company tonight?" She kisses my neck, and I pull back. I settle her hand onto her own lap and look at her."No, and don't touch me again," I warn, and her eyes widen."Gray?" She looks at me shocked, and I see Sammi with
Your Dad's Perfect Warned
Sammi’s POVI head downstairs with Zade following closely behind and step into the kitchen."Office," he snaps, walking past me without a second glance. With a groan, I grab a bottle of water and follow him in. I know I’m in trouble. Taking a seat, I glance up at him."What the hell was tonight about?"His tone is harsh, and I feign confusion, trying to play it off."Samantha! Joking is one thing, but actually kissing Reese?"He never told me not to. “You laughed it off, agreed to it, and now you’re going to lecture me? What the hell is going on in your head?”“You don’t do that with our friends, Samantha.”I roll my eyes. “I get it, you’re mad. I’m in trouble. But stop with the ‘Samantha’—you might as well be calling me ‘kiddo’.” The way he says my name feels just like when they used to call me 'kiddo'—mocking, as if I’m naive or too young to understand.“What did you expect? I thought you meant a peck on the cheek, not that.”I lean back in my chair, laughing. “Oh, so me sticking my
Your Dad's Perfect Her Actions
Grayson POVI smirk. The look on her face says it all—the guy who walked into the bathroom saw a lot more than just her washing, which pisses me off. Not only wasn’t I there to see it myself, but now some other guy got the chance instead.Stepping into the other bathroom, they turn to look at me. I wait, and one of them sighs.“Look, I apologise. I needed to turn off the water up here, and it’s in that room. I didn’t know she was in there. She should have locked the door!”“She did. You do realise the colour red means don’t fucking enter, right?” What kind of idiot is this guy?“I didn’t look. I just tried the door, and it opened.”“Next time, fucking check! Anyone else would, especially when they’re working in someone else’s house.” I glance at the room. “It’s empty now, so you can turn it off.” I turn to leave.“She moaned so lovely.”I stop in my tracks. Turning back, I glare at him. “What?”He glances at me, smirking. “Nothing,” he laughs slightly.“What did you just say!” I shout
Your Dad's Perfect The Plan
Sammi POVSitting, I eat and listen to them talking. Grayson keeps looking at me while trying to be careful and not get caught. "Okay, come on then." Grayson stands up, and I follow him out and into his office. Getting into it, he sits down and holds out a laptop. "Pretend you're doing work," he explains. I take the laptop and sit down with it. "So, what did you want to talk about?" I ask, and he stands. He walks around the desk and sits on it, facing me. I watch as he takes out his phone and does something. A moment later, he turns it. Sitting, I stare at the picture of the girl. "I don't get it. Why do I need to see a picture of a woman?" "Because this is who I'm dating," he mutters, and I stare at him. "Your brothers are already realising something is going on with me. So, I pay her, and she fakes that she's dating me. Now, I can tell your brothers I'm in a relationship, which is why I don't want to fuck random women all the time." I'm not sure if this is better or worse than
Your Dad's Perfect Close Call
Grayson POVI never expected Sammi to work. The whole point of this was so I could talk to her about my plan. Well, that and so I could watch her the entire time I worked. So when she asked what she could do, I was shocked. She's barely said a word to me since I had her on my desk, except for asking what she could do. "Coffee?" She smiles at me, and it's one I don't trust. Slowly nodding, I smile at her. “Sure, Angel.” I watch as she walks out. Sitting here, I work on the spa. I know the contractors are delayed, but as I told Zade, if he threatens not to pay them, they will get to work. I’m confirming the checklist for the opening event, something Sammi can’t do as she’s not been involved enough to know who should be invited and who shouldn't. She walks back in and places the cup down, leaning over the desk. I watch as she bites against her lip. God, I swear if she wants fucking again, I will do it. I had plans for tonight, though, so I would rather not fuck her into oblivion and h
Your Dad's Perfect Date
Sammi POVI left Grayson in his office out of sorts after what I did. Sneaking through the house, I went to the room and unlocked it. I don’t want to be swinging on the Aeriel hoop when they find me, so I sit at the desk—something I haven't done since my parents died. While I may not have used this room since my mother died, I've continued to draw throughout my education. My hand shakes as I reach for the pencil, and I don’t understand why, as I’m not actually doing it properly. Once I have the pen, I begin to move it across the paper. My eyes flicker across the room to where my mother would usually be sitting. I don't like being in this room, not doing this anyway. It feels like part of me is missing. I focus on drawing and find myself getting lost in it. The door opens, and I look up, watching as they walk in. Their eyes take in the room, stopping on me briefly before the hoop. "Two things. Since when did you begin using this room again, and what the fuck is that?" Zade points to
Your Dad's Perfect A Promise
Sammi POVWe've finished eating and are simply talking now. I don't like the idea of him telling the guys he's dating a woman. Yes, it would stop them from questioning if we disappear at the same time, but I know what it also means.I know that Grayson will have to actually spend time with her around them and pretend to be dating her. That's where it gets weird and awkward."You're thinking about it again, right?" He sighs and grips my chin. "Everyone is going to think you two are dating Gray while I'm hidden behind a door that hides the truth." I don't like it."I said I would fucking tell them. You said no. Give me another idea Angel, as I'm fucking stuck on how to make this work without telling them everything." He waits, but I don't have a response. His hand rubs across his face. "Fine, do you know a guy who would pretend to date you?" Laughing, I stare at him. Is that a joke? "Gray, no," I whisper, my head shaking. "Come on, I want to take you somewhere," he says, standing and
Your Dad's Perfect For Her
Grayson POVI sit feeling annoyed. There’s a lot about me that Sammi doesn't know. Well, didn't know. She looked off when I walked in, and the more her brothers joke about me cheating and fucking a random woman, the more I see her worry grow.Nothing I say will ease that worry and doubt that anything I do will. Even I know that. Every part of me wants to grab her, kiss her and reassure her, but I can't. Well, I can, but she will hate me for it, as it means telling her brothers I'm fucking her. Olivia hugs me, and I glare at her; I fucking told her not to touch me. She chuckles and moves back."We're out tomorrow night. Are you coming?" Zade looks at her. I go to answer, and she speaks."Yes, Gray already offered me to join him, didn't you, babes?" She leans forward to kiss my cheek, and I almost flinch back, but Zade watches, so I fucking let her while swearing to shout at her for it after. To be fair, she has no idea I'm fucking and dating Sammi. I didn't want to risk telling her."I
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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
