Forbidden Love: My Daddy's Best Friend

Forbidden 225

Taking out my phone I message the guards.

“We’re taking six men with us. Purely for watching outside. I don’t trust anyone not to tamper with the vehicle, Troy you’re leading them.” I look at him and he nods.

“Fine with me Boss.” I watch as he takes out his phone, no doubt sorting out who to take with us. I let him choose. Getting myself ready I then stand and wait, D standing with me. I hear the heels first, and my eyes go to the stairs. I see her walking down, my eyes widen as I watch her body.

Hell, she looks hot, the dress is short, short enough to show the holster on her thighs, I groan feeling my cock harden. My breasts are pushed up, and clearly want attention. On one thigh she has a gun holstered there, on the other thigh, it looks like two daggers.

“She’s all mine.” D grins and pushes past me. “All mine, little birdie, all mine.” His words are possessive as his hand encases her neck. I watch as she pushes closer to him.

“Prove it!” I watch his eyes widen at her words, hell she just gave him a reason to play. She will regret that, later though, as right now we need to leave.

“D, do it later, we have some business to sort.” I step past them and out the door, not missing the glare that Daisy gives me. I laugh slightly, turning, I spank her ass and she squeals.

“Asshole.”

“That I am love, now move it, please. If you make us late puddin, I will punish you. Play with them after.” I continue walking and hear them following. The sound of her swearing is low, turning I rip her away from D and pin her against the wall.

Her eyes widen and her hips push towards me.

“Keep going puddin, I dare you, and I will prove how much of a devil I can really be.” My eyes don’t leave hers, but I feel her chest push up towards me. Moans slip from between her lips and her body trembles against mine. Shit, I need to stop.

Stepping back, I push her back to D. I can’t get lost in her, we have work, and I have work to do. Stepping into the lift I wait as it goes down, getting in one car we sit quietly.

“Where are we going?” Daisy inquires.

“You will see. I just need to visit a few businesses where information will be told. I need to remind them to share that information.” I don’t bother with details. Soon after the car stops and we get out. I walk in with Marc and D behind me, then Daisy behind them.

“Sir.” A woman stops and smiles.

“Diane please.” I look at her and she nods.

“Can I offer you and place to sit while you wait? And a drink?” She smiles and I nod, if Diane is busy I don’t want to be standing too long. “This way.” I follow her and we’re led to a table. Sitting down, I watch as Marc and D sit, Marc pulling Daisy onto his lap.

“Look at that ass!” Daisy’s words cause me to smile, as I try and fight it and hide it, but clearly fail.

1109) Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

cany cub? Checking out the dancer’s ass?” Marc grabs hers possessively.

“Not checking it out, it was there and hard not to look.” She grins at him. “So it’s a strip club?” She looks at us and I nod while shaking my head.

“During the day no, it’s more dancing, burlesque and such. After eleven, that’s when all the clothes come off.” I wink at her and she grins.

“Move along, you’re stopping for too long, and you’re not meant to whore yourself out, no touching.” I turn to see a man standing there, his eyes fixed on Daisy, slowly roaming across her body. “You can’t linger, move through the tables, now.” His words are louder and I see Marc tense, Daisy pushing her hand against D as he goes to jump up.

Standing I turn and face him, his eyes now realising who I am.

“Sorry Mr. Devil, I didn’t realise it was you. She can stay, but once you’re done, please pass her to another table. I will make sure the others know she is exclusive to his table until you’re bored of her.

“Excuse me?” I step forward feeling annoyed. “What did you call her?” Hell, even if she was a dancer, calling her a whore, is wrong.

“Erm…” He looks at me confused.

“You called her a whore.” I state and he nods and laughs, seemingly relaxing.

“They all are Mr. Devil, to some extent. She is ours for while you’re here though.”

I grab the scruff of his neck and drag him around in front of Daisy, she

56.384

Holding him down, her hand against D.

“Does she look like a whore?” I shout, throwing him at her feet, his eyes glance at her. “Well?” I stand on his hand, his scream loud as he tries to pull away.

“I don’t know. I’m sorry.” He looks at me confused, then looks back at Daisy, I almost punch him for looking at her, but then he notices her jewellery and freezes. He kneels up, holding his hand up.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Devil, I didn’t realise she wasn’t a dancer.” He sobs, praying for forgiveness, but I press down harder on his hand. His screams become louder, and I know his hand and fingers are broken.

“Cal, please leave my main guy alone!” I turn hearing Rose.

“He insulted her.” I step down harder, his screams causing everyone to stop and watch.

64.39%