One Night With My Ex's Father
He kicked the door once, hard, then stumbled back when two broad men in dark suits appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
“Mr. Hale, you need to leave the premises,” one of them said calmly.
Tyler laughed, bitter and loud. “Hale? That’s my last name, you idiots. She’s with my father’s hotel or some shit. Tell her I’m not done with her. She owes me.”
The guards simply escorted him down the stairs and into the night. Tyler kept shouting the whole way, voice cracking, but nobody listened.
Back in the penthouse Marcus rolled Lila onto her side, spooned tight behind her, and slid back inside her in one smooth thrust. He kept one arm banded across her chest, hand cupping her breast, thumb brushing
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