Ryan's POV
" I told you what would happen if you put a finger on her. You don't fucking listen!"
I stormed to my desk and slammed my fist down. I glared across the room at my son."You have one job! I chose you for this because I believed my son could control himself and do what he is asked. I obviously was wrong, and I can hire somebody else."
Tyler sat down in the chair across from me and he looked around the office. He rubbed at his chin and bent down to my level before finally speaking, " You haven't talked to me in 3 years. And you think I won't have fun while doing this job? Ha. You're in for a surprise if you don't think I'll make a little fun out of this."
He got up and walked to the door, " but don't worry, little miss princess won't get harmed."
He left my office without another word.
I sighed and rubbed at my face, exhausted from being up all night. I didn't think giving this job to my son would be so difficult. And Amerie is making this even more difficult with her wanting to rebel against me.
This is all for her safety. She doesn't understand.
I heard the front door close finally, signaling Tyler left. I head out of my office and walk over to Amerie's room, I open her door quietly and peep in. She's passed out on her bed, and her heels are still in her hands, her knees half way off the bed.
Wow she's beautiful, but so delicate. If anything bad happens to her, I don't know what I'd do.
I make my way through her door quietly and slowly pull her heels out of her hand and put them on the floor. Walking over to the side of the bed I gently pull her legs up and onto the bed.
"Mhmm. What do— do you mean?" I hear her mumble out. I freeze making sure I don't wake her up.
I continue grabbing the throw blanket on her bed and putting it over her body. My hand glides against her shoulder and all I can think about is how precious she is to me.
I shake my head from any thoughts and make my way out of her room, closing the door gently behind me.
Pulling my phone out, I call him.
" I'm on my way, Tyler is going to handle business with him right now."
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My Dad's Best Friend Is My Guardian.
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