Dottie Underwood Novels & Stories

The superior who threatened to dock 45,000 dollars from my pay had been fired, and the Human Resource Department called to apologize and approved my long paid leave. I held nothing against them. I gave Dottie all my time. She had undergone two restorative operations and three months of rehabilitation training. Her ring finger and pinkie on her right hand had recovered ninety percent movement. The first time Dottie held a color pencil on her own, she drew a yellow house with two people in it. The tall one had messy hair, and the short one had a red circle on its wrist. “Look, Mommy. This is our house. The red circle is my watch.”

Aaliyah’s divorce plan flashed in my mind, the ones I’d pieced together from Lisa’s confession. Dotty noticed my mood. “Trouble in paradise?” she asked, tilting her head. I set my fork down, my jaw tight, weighing how much to share. Dotty wasn’t just an old friend—she’d done discreet jobs back in the day, digging up dirt for corporate types, always clean, no trace. I leaned in. “You still do those… side gigs? The spy stuff?” Her eyes glinted, intrigued, and she pushed her plate aside, crossing her arms.

- driver declared Edward got down ,started to walk inside ..He entered the house .His father was watching the news and his mother was talking with the maid .His sister and wife were nowhere to be seen .He thought they both were somewhere roaming around the mansion.After greeting his mother and father he went to freshen up . He took a bath and wore a hoodie and pyjamas ..He went down ..to his disappointment He didn't saw his wife . His parents and sister were waiting for him at the dining table ..

I asked raising an eyebrow. "Sure why not I been to worse places with you as an undercover mission for me this isn't much different." he shrugged. She returned putting our cups down. "I'm Dottie by the way." she offered with a big smile to Anthony. "Dottie this is Anthony." I offered far too keenly like some love sick puppy. I saw the amusement in Anthony's eyes. She smiled warmly at me and walked away.

She blushed, and then turned back to the television. "You guys know how much I love getting all these loads from your big black cocks," Dottie exulted, as she looked directly into the camera, which was currently filming a side view of her servicing the two dicks. "I love when my pussy is leaking from the floods of cum you hot black studs always fill me up with." "That's so hot," Essence said, her hand reaching under her white dress to her bare pussy.

"I am so stupid. I'm sorry, I just forgot." I shrugged off her apology, offering her a small smile. "It's okay, I know it was an accident." Despite my words, I could tell it still bothered Dotty that she slipped up. I wasn't mad at her. They weren't used to socializing with omegas as closely as they do with me. The complications that come with not having a strong relationship with your wolf are foreign to people like them. Dotty's smile returned on her face, nudging herself closer to me on the couch. "Let's see if there is anything good on tv until they're ready." She reached for the remote, turning the volume up as we settled in and waited.

"All of Chester's shares are worthless now. The Zieglers pulled their investment, and the board just voted unanimously for me to take over. As for the ten million dollars he moved to an overseas account, I recovered it for you. Think of it as compensation for Dottie's trauma." I looked out at the blinding sunlight and let out a long, heavy breath. At last, the nightmare was over. … Six months later, in a small coastal town in the south, Dorothy, in her yellow dress, ran toward me with a piece of paper. "Mommy, look! I drew a sunflower!" The sea breeze lifted her hair, revealing her chubby, rosy little face. She had grown plumper, laughed more, and no longer ground her teeth or had nightmares

Chelsea glanced at her, "I can deal with you myself, I don't need him." "Mr. Wood spoke up for me because I have something on him." Chelsea lowered her eyes and swiped her phone a few times, then raised her eyebrows at her, "Mrs. Wood, take a look at your phone." Mrs. Wood frowned, took out her phone and saw that Chelsea had sent her many photos. She clicked it open with suspicion, her face instantly turning pale. That was exactly the photo of Jason and that starlet Dottie. There were those holding hands, those hugging, and even those messing around in the car...

I was surprised she even managed to dress herself as she seemed lost in her trance. “What did you do to me?” “Gave you what you wanted.” I smirk at her. “I think you were in some sort of mid heat because I had been away for so long.” I mutter “Right.” She makes her way to the closet, pulling out a pair of combat boots and slowly laces them up She stands up, staring at me with a smile, “No one has ever done that to me.” **** We are almost done in the city. Raven had spent so much of my money making sure Dottie was kitted out with everything she needed for what seemed like the next ten years of her life.