A conversation with dad

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King POV

what the hell is taking them so long I thought to myself as I looked up at the clock man I'm getting to old for this shit think its time I step down from the throne and let my boys take over the only thing that's stoping me is

"pops" I heard kadence yell as she entered the room she gorgeous just like her mother that's my baby girl my heart my world she keeps me going

"hey there baby girl what took you so long"I asked her as she took a seat in the chair in front of me

"well I would've been here if dom hadn't came to the house and scared the shit out of me"she said

"language young lady" I said to her

"sorry pop so what's up what's going on" she asked

"well as you know I'm thinking about stepping down and letting your brothers take over the family buisness"I said as she rolled her eyes and got up and headed towards the door

"kadence nicole white" I yelled her whole government out

she slowly turned around and looked at me like I wasn't her father and she wasn't my daughter

"what"she yelled

I walked over to her and pushed up against the wall as I saw the shocked expression on her face don't get me wrong I don't normally put my hands on my kids but when they are being disrespectful daddy got to let them know who's running this show and kadence is not an exception to the rule

"i don't give a Damn how old you are you ever get up and walk away from me like that again I promise you will regret it do I make myself clear" I yelled she looked up at me and slowly shook her head yes

"may I leave now"she asked

"yes you can go"I said as I watched my only daughter walk out of the room I sat back down in my chair and let out a sigh too old for this shit I had been in the drug game since i was sixteen I am now forty five even though looking at me you would think I wasn't a day over thirty I had jet black hair no grey was about 6'9 so I guess you can say I'm pretty tall carmel complextion with grey eyes funny that all my children have ice blue eyes like their mother I didn't chose this drug game shit it chose me I was passed down the throne from my father he was the notorious demontay he was killed when I was sixteen by my rivals quentons father and I had promised I wouldn't rest until that bitch felt my pain and I meant that

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