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“I got an interview at DC!” They both stood up and hugged me with joy. “Wait, Where is DC?” asked my mom. “It is one of the biggest Companies in this city. Ya, the Davis Company has departments you couldn’t count with your fingers and the owners are super rich.” my dad explained. My mom and I got confused on the knowledge my father had on DC but we couldn’t care enough to ask on account of how big my news was. We celebrated but called it a day early so I can get ready for my interview tomorrow.

“Is this your office, Mr. Handsome?” “Yes,” Daven replied with easy confidence. “What do you think?” “Wow, it’s amazing! Uncle Chris once told me about a blue building here in SunCity. He said that one belongs to GrandDad.” “And who’s GrandDad?” “Daddy Chase’s father,” Josh answered casually, as though it was the most natural thing in the world. “I can visit him there if it’s something important with Uncle Chris or Daddy. But GrandDad’s hardly ever at the office. He’s busy taking care of Leo and Nyu.”

My day is about to start. My errand for today; I have to visit my dad from work. Dad just got promoted from his work. He’s now the Vice President of the Buena Ventura company he’s been working for ever since. From all I know, that company is an automobile company. They sell some cool cars and some car stuff. I won’t get deeper with that since I don’t have any clue when it comes to those things.

dad said excitedly. Yeah let's go meet my dad's wife. Man my father is like a kid who just got candy from his nana. It's good to see dad like this it's been nearly 5 years now. Dad said I should go inside because he wants to get our things from the car. Just as I was about to knock a fucking goddess open the door like man she's got beautiful tanned skin,beautiful blue eyes you could drown in,small nose and full kissable lips. I didn't even realise I was staring nope scratch that admiring this goddess before me until she cleared her throat.

“It’s just I tried to lose my virginity all week, and then again tonight, to just get it over with. But the guy bailed when I told him. He wasn’t the first. That makes six times this week alone.” Eva’s expression softens as I finish, and she pulls out a small card from her bra, slipping it into my hand. “This? This is a number that can change everything. There’s a community of men who won’t just stay—they’ll want to guide you. The ‘daddies,’ as they call themselves,” she says with a wink. “Trust me, they don’t run. But make sure it’s what you want.” I look down at the number, my fingers pressing into the card’s edges, feeling its weight in my palm. The idea feels… different. Dangerous, even.

"I taught you to calculate." "I didn't teach you respect." "I taught you to fight." "I didn't teach you when to let go." "That's on me." "I failed to fix what's broken in you." Ethan flinched like the words had pierced his last defense. The name buried deep in his memory. His real father's name. Tears blurred his vision. "Dad." Alexander cut him off. Voice cold. Hard. "Michael Hart's son shouldn't be this pathetic." "He was a man of honor."

After dinner came to an end, Dad washed his hands and reminded me, "Carolina, there is a friend's company of mine that is hiring new staff. I do not know if you will be interested in working for them." Mom's face looked curious as she peered at Dad. "Really, what is the company's name?" I asked my father nervously, and he said, "Morgan Groups. Actually, I work for Mr. Morgan and helped him in repairing his cars. So he told me that I should remind you to check there for hiring by Monday." "What? You work for Mr. Morgan?" I asked my father in shock, as he looked at me in surprise.

I love it when she trembles under my eyes. "Well, of course, we're not that old," my dad blurts out, putting a hand on his chest as if he's offended. I don't think my father will ever be 'too old' to fuck. His sex addiction is too strong. He's going to be a Hugh Hefner until the day he dies and I'll continue to provide him with every ten that shows up at my company because he deserves it, "Anyway... How was your first day at work?"

It was my dad. “Hello, dad,” I said into the phone even though I didn’t even want to speak to him. “Have you seen the news?” He asked me, sounding very proud and excited. I hadn’t seen him or heard him sound like this in a really long time. “No, dad, because I have been busy,” I responded, wondering what he was on about. “I have just been given a position in the white house, Carmen,” my dad announced. “All thanks to you and Steven Noble, one plan has finally pulled through,” he added. My breath got caught in my throat instantly.

Right as I reached for the door, my phone vibrated. ‎It was a text message from an unknown number. I unlocked my screen to find a high-resolution photo of me stepping out of Charles's SUV yesterday. ‎A follow-up text popped up right beneath it: ‎Hope your father knows you're getting fucked by an older man while he's out of the country. Pay me $50,000 by noon, or these photos go straight to the university forum and the internet. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎