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MARCELS POV

My eyes lock in with Vin. "How's little boss?" He asks and I ignore his question. "Let Finley in." I say throwing my dart lazily. The two doors quickly open back up and I see the still untouched Finley. Except for his broken arm. But that was just from a bullet, not me.

"Finley! Welcome back. It'll be your last, yes?" I speak. He tried to spit at me, but it goes nowhere but down his chin. " Dad should've stayed the god damn leader. Not. You." He growls.

"It gets passed on. I didn't want nor to need it but I got it. Finley. You're my brother. What do you make this so difficult?" I ask playing with my dart. "Fuck you." His voice tried to overrule mine. But my voice couldn't lose. Soft yet loud. Stern yet gentle. Dominant without trying.

My phone rings and I quickly look down.

^Chaton^; hihi so like I know you're busy, but you never said you were busy busy.. do you want any muffins?

I can't help but my smirk. So adorable.

M; No.

I quickly look back up seeing a glared brother. "Where is this 50k coming from?" I ask standing up collecting my darts.

(Imagine it said farts lmaooo.. okay I'm done.)

"Ask Jowlee. I helped her get that stupid ass Mexican dudes' location. She was connected to you and said she can't get the money unless you pay." He explains restraining from the cuffs.

"Jowlee wasn't involved with Gonzel. She wasn't in that case. I always keep my word and I always make sure I pay what is needed. There is no contract, no proof, no nothing." I shake my head. "Liar! You were always a liar! Just like mom. She lied to all of- fuck!" I easily throw a dart into his knee.

I walk back to my desk picking a pocketknife. "Finley up." I command and quickly throwing it into his neck. My phone rings and I sigh. I ignore the screaming and shoo them off seeing Jennifer's contact.

"Hii! Sorry if I'm like bothering you or anything but are you uh.. sure?" She rambled and I hum grabbing my darts. "Are you o-okay? I know I um.. spaced out Thursday. It-it wasn't on- I'm fine Chaton." I grumble. She needs to stop worrying.

"I'll pick you up soon, oui?" I say and she gasps. "Oh.. crap! Ugh... sugar plums! I.. won't be getting out of work until 4." She pouts.

She told she got that "sugar plum" line from that new Grinch movie. She's dying to watch it with me so she can show me the scene and that's what I would like to do tonight. I would kill to be able to hold her tonight.

"4 it is then." I hum before hanging up and walking out. It's only 2:30 so I have 1 1/2 hours...

"Vin!" I yell, "oui?" His head pops out, "can you get the blankets in the dryer at 3:55?" I ask fixing my watch. "Oh shit! Little boss is com- shut up." I scold. His lips smack and puts his hands down before walking off.
She's been craving those twinkies.
......
1 week ago

"What you need princess is a daddy, hm?" I say gazing down at her. Her body practically bucks forward to my words. "Let daddy help you learn these things." My tatted thumb tilts her head making those pretty brown eyes look up at me. "O-okay, yeah.. cool." She mumbles. Her face was bright pink.

She is flushed to brim. Hot to the touch. "C-can um... we.. w-watch a movie!" I could tell she was trying to gather herself but was failing. Her eyes furrowed quickly after reflecting off her stutter. She hated her stutter without having to express it.
I loved it. It explains everything that she can't express.

Throughout the day she was distant.

"Chaton." I say walking over to her wrapped up body. "Mm?" She turns slightly towards me. "What's wrong." I ask but she shakes her head. "N-nothing!" Her smile was so fucking cute but nowhere near real. I know her real smiles by now.

"No lying." I warn and she frowns as her gaze lowers. "I've just been thinking of the whole "physical intimacy" situation. I don't understand it and I don't like that. I'm a big girl..." she whispers, and my caregiver side practically reaches out to coo her. I shake my head in response. "You don't need to understand yet. Everyone experiences things at different times." I explain. She nods.

"Chaton, princess. No thinking, oui? No tears either." I cup her face and she nod slowly. "O-okay daddy." She shifts with a frown still.

....

Present.

Jennifer POV

Pine tree 🌲; Here.

"Bye Z! Bye Claire!" I hum before wrapping my purse around me. "Jennifer wait!" I hear behind me, and I look back to see Candice. "What's up?" I ask gripping my purse strap. "Claire wants me to babysit her siblings and I was wondering if I can have some company?" He asks and I think. "W-when?" I ask "tonight? I know it's last minute, but I would think you wouldn't have plans..." he trails off. "I-I actually do. I'm talking to someone, and we have plans tonight. H-he's actually outside and I don't want to keep him waiting." I say looking back to see his perfectly shined red car again.

Those shiny industrial piercings shinning it's to the window. His gaze was gripped to me it seemed and his signature biker dude lean on the car was set in place. He crossed his arms flickering his eyes to Candice.
"He looks friendly..." He says and I shrug. "He's really nice." I bite my lip smiling. Even though he was clearly showing dominance into his posture. "Can I get a good luck hug?" He asks smirking and I hesitate. "S-sure." I hum giving a side hug.

He practically shoved me into his arms.

"Okay I'm..." I try and mumble.

"Candice let go." I groan getting out of breath. He laughs and let's go before squeezing my rig cage. "I should get going." I mumble before saying goodbye. I walk out and smile to the big pine tree. "Hii!" I smile and hug him. His arms wrap around my waist one of them landing the hand on my lower back.

"You smell like flour." He mumbles in my neck. "Oh sorry!" I frown but he stays silent. His lips brush over my neck and I felt the shivers run through my torso and legs. "You're fine." He says before kissing my forehead. His hands run through my curls and easily makes it into a low bun. "T-thanks." I smile softly holding his forearm softly. "So pretty, oui?" He smiles and my eyes widen.

"You smiled!"

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