Breaking Daddy's Rules
“I’ll pay. She’s not doing that.”
“What the hell, man?” Tyler shot up, hands flying. “You’re messing up the whole game!”
Cyril didn’t even flinch. “She’s not kissing some drunk idiot for a dare. End of story.”
“You’re not her dad,” Tyler snapped, laughing. “You’re not even her…” he stopped short, glancing at me, and then turned away to look at his brother, who stood on the side, his eyes glued to his phone. “You know what? Tyson, please get him out of here before he pays everyone into silence.”
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