Lahat ng Kabanata ng Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

James.My stomach dropped to my toes. "You want to leave and take the kids with you?" I inferred."Yes. They deserve a better life, a happier one, and not to mention, a safer life than you can ever give them. So whether it's New Zealand or somewhere else, I intend to make something pure and wholesome for them. Far away from you, from Neal, from Allegra, and your problems," Becca confirmed.I scowled. "Those are my child and my grandchild. You can't just take them away from me."Becca shrugged. "You're dead, and Tally gave custody of Alessandro to me, so, it would seem I can take them away from you. And I will.""I don't intend to stay dead. Everyone who wasn't supposed to know I was alive knows I'm alive. There's no point in hiding it anymore. Besides, I left witness protection the moment I left Japan," I said."Japan…" Becca's eyebrows drew together. Then her eyes widened. "You're the one who sent the box!"I inclined my head. "Guilty as charged. I wanted Dahlia to have

Becca.Layla and I were dictating to the housekeeper what we needed bought and brought in for the children when James arrived at the door to my suite. He leaned on the doorframe, just watching. Alessandro was on a blanket on the floor, blowing bubbles and kicking his little legs in the air.Dahlia was under a different, lighter blanket as I breastfed her."... Lightweight pacifiers, if you can find them," Layla was saying. "Alessandro won't take the heavier ones yet.""Of course, Miss Garcia," the housekeeper, Giana, confirmed. "We can get anything you need.""Don't forget about things you need for yourselves," James called, and Giana turned around and gave a slight bow."Yes, I was just getting to that, signore. But they have been terribly concerned about the children," Giana explained to him.I liked Giana. I'd never actually met a housekeeper who was in charge of a whole fleet of maids, but she was a no-nonsense woman in her sixties with gunmetal gray hair and a sharp

Becca.The compound should have felt stifling, but that wasn't the case. It was large, and airy, with beautiful gardens and many walking paths. Men with guns nodded to me politely as they did their perimeter patrols while I explored my gilded cage.Layla was taking the children down other paths on the other side of the compound. I'd offered to go with her, but she'd insisted I get some alone time. Between James and the kids, I hadn't gotten a lot of that since I'd been at the mansion.Over the past week, James had been trying to reason with me every day. Every day. I saw his point, of course, but I was over men lying to me "for my own good." OVER it.Surely there must be some solution he wasn't thinking of, something that could be done where Alessandro, Dahlia, Layla, and I could live somewhere quietly. Just a normal life. A life where Alessandro would go to school and make friends and perhaps play American football or international football and lead his team to victory. Join a

James.I almost came right then. Becca didn't mind if I got her pregnant again.Hell, now I was going to make it my mission.I pushed into her with a groan, relishing the sublime feeling of being inside her again. The time we'd spent having angry sex on the jet hadn't been nearly enough."Ohhh… yeah. F*ck me," Becca said, digging her fingernails into my shirt.Apparently being a frequent flier in the mile-high club wasn't enough for her, either.I gripped Becca's hips and started drilling her hard. She yowled and begged and came quickly.Feeling her squeeze around my c*ck made me c*m inside her. I pushed into her as deep as I could, making her body take every drop.I stayed that way a long time so none of my seed escaped while Becca and I panted."Are you going to pull out?" Becca finally asked after several minutes."Only if you're going to suck me hard and we go again," I growled.Becca shivered.I sat us up with her in my lap and pulled her dress up off over

Allison.I was in the exercise yard when a guard I'd f*cked approached me. Maybe he'd come with more cigarettes for me to trade. I sat on a bench with my new little posse around me. I'd managed to become something of prison royalty while I'd been here. It was a hard-won climb up the ladder, but it was worth it. Prison could be fairly comfortable for those who knew how to work the system."Valentino," the guard, Max, said. "You have a visitor.""Must be my lawyer," I sighed to my girls. "Fat lot of good he's doing me. I'll see you later."I got up and walked with Max, whose name was really false advertising for his asset. He was the most "minimum" man I'd ever had the misfortune to sleep with."I've got more cigs for you. Think you can skip out on your work detail today? I'll make you some excuse," Max whispered, licking his lips.I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. "Yeah, sure. That sounds great."Max made a lewd gesture, grabbing his crotch.I gave him my pretti