Chapter 7

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Imani's pov

No. Did this fucking asshole just leave here flustered and frustrated sexually? Who does that? "You are such a fucking asshole, Joseph" I shouted and he continued to walk into his bathroom. I got off his bed and grabbed his t-shirt and walked out of his bed room and back to mine. I was beyond pissed.

As soon as I got on my bed I was out like a light, that I'm sure of because all I remember is waking up this morning hungry as fuck. I got downstairs to get myself something to eat some cereal and this man' s kitchen was so damn complicated like what the hell so instead I just grabbed a fruit and sat in there eating my apple. 

"Who are you?"

"Oh, my God" fuck this kid almost had me jumping out of my bones, "Who the fuck are you?" I snapped back, "I'm the owner of this house" she said and then it clicked Joe's kid, "Well, your house is very lovely" I said as I rolled my eyes at her attitude. "Why are you wearing my dad's clothes? Are you fucking him?" when she said that I chocked on my apple at her statement. Who is this kid and is even allowed to say fucking. Even if I am orally fucking her dad what's it to her. "Umh, that's a bad word" I said. "Well, you said it first" she countered back. Smart kid, smart kid. "I'm an adult" I answered her. "But you are shagging my dad because why else would you be walking around a single man's house half naked" I just looked at her because honestly I was shocked. "Why don't you go upstairs and find your dad" I said to her. "I would rather not because judging by how you are dressed my dad is probably walking in his room naked and I'm not supposed to see that unless I plan on gorging my eyes out." She said as she sat on the kitchen counter. "Okay, then I will go look for him for you." I said as I walked out of the kitchen.

Joseph's pov

I walk up to my phone ringing on my dressing table, grabbing it I saw Galina on the screen. What the hell does she want now? "What do you want, Galina? Money" I said clearly annoyed like it 7am in the morning on a Saturday, "Someone slept on the wrong side of the bed" she said "Anyways, I'm not around this weekend, I'm going to Miami and I'm taking the boys with me but Joelle has a basketball game this next weekend so I can't take her" she said. "So, when are you leaving and what's the plan with Joelle because you can't leave my daughter with just anyone" I said knowing Galina she probably leave Joelle with one of her crazy ass friends. "Oh, I'm already at the airport. Joelle is with you, I dropped her at your door I could have come in but can't miss my flight" before I could answer her Imani entered, "Joe, you have company" she said. "Joseph who the hell is that? You fucking whores whilst my daughter is there, now" I hung up before she could say anything else.

Turning to Imani, I find her staring at me and then I realize I'm completely naked with my morning hood straight up and I just smirk at her as I stroke myself, "Joseph, fucking stop its distracting and your daughter is downstairs" she said and I just laughed, "I will be down in a second" I said to her as I walked into my bathroom. I need to get rid of this morning hood wouldn't want my daughter to see me like this. I took a short cols shower, got out put on some basketball shorts and made my way downstairs where I found Imani and Joelle sitting in the kitchen silence floating in the air. "Joelle meet Imani. Imani this is my daughter Joelle." I introduced them. "Your new girlfriend" Joelle said and the attitude was so evident. "No, no she is not my girlfriend. She is..." I didn't get to finish before she cut me off, "You don't need to lie dad, I mean mom used to say Mark was her friend also until you guys got a divorce and now the guy wont even get off our backs his practically playing dad every time you are not around. So no need to play the friend card." she said  without a single trace of emotion in her voice. "I'm gonna be in my room if you need me" she said before walking out and leaving Imani and I in awkward silence.

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