All Chapters of Daddy's Little Secret : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The thing about trying to leave your demons behind is that they’re excellent travelers, and Chloe Wilson’s demons had quite an exquisite taste.The summer she turned twenty-one, her parents went through a nasty breakup. Their fight for custody became ugly enough that Chloe decided she didn’t want to be with either of them.She never expected her life to fit into two suitcases, yet here she was, standing on the front porch of the only place she could go to. Rachel’s house.It was meant to be temporary. A fresh start until her parents worked things out.But when someone answered the doorbell, Chloe knew it was only a matter of time before her new world burned to the ground.The door swung open, and it wasn’t Rachel standing there to say hello.It was her father, Harvey Gerald.His brown hair lay tousled to the side, with the first three buttons of his shirt undone. He pushed up his sleeves, revealing a round tattoo on his arm.He stood there, confident in a way that made her spine tight

Around noon, Rachel went out with a group of friends to see a movie. Chloe declined their invitation, blaming it on a headache and a need to settle into her new surroundings.She simply wanted to be alone. And she hadn't expected to see him until dinner. But an hour later, she heard the unmistakable sound of a car pulling up in the driveway.The front door opened and shut with more force than necessary. The keys rattled against the wood, accompanied by swift, heavy footsteps that went up the stairs.Chloe stepped out of the kitchen, an apron draped over her clothes. The living room was quiet. She walked to the window and parted the curtains just enough to see outside the house. He parked his car slightly crooked along the curb, its windows rolled all the way down.She thought he forgot something important at home. But then she turned and noticed his blazer on the chair.She picked it up and called out to him. “Uncle Harvey!”Nothing. Chloe folded the blazer neatly and went up to her

Harvey stood by the door, and for a split second, neither of them moved. He should have knocked, but instinct had overridden his etiquette. His instinct to protect her, and make sure she was in no form of danger. Chloe scrambled up, yanking the sheets tangled at her feet up to her chest. “Harvey,” she muttered, breathless. His jaw clenched. He turned his head slightly to the side. “I didn't mean to barge in.” he said, his voice low and controlled. “I heard you scream and thought something was wrong.” Chloe’s stomach dropped. She clutched the blanket tighter. “I'm… I'm fine,” she managed, though her voice trembled. He kept his gaze fixed on anything that wasn't her. His shoulders were tense, and the heat inside his body could not deny what he'd just witnessed. He tried to pretend like he wasn't affected by it, but the bulge in his pajamas was impossible for even Chloe to ignore. Her breath caught as she stared, her hands itching desperately to return to the wetness between her