Every Good Girl Needs A Bad Boy

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Brantley

"He's Brantley fuckin Gilbert, and Daddy'll talk to you any way he damn well wants." Bella challenged Bradley. One elegantly arched brow raised. "You little..." he started. I growled, and in one smooth move, I tucked Bella behind me. "Watch it boy. You're on thin ice. At this point, I'm lookin for a reason..." I warned the insolent little shit. "What do you care?! She's nothing but a piece of pussy to you anyways. What are you gonna do tough guy? Gonna shoot me?" He taunted. I'd had enough. Bad mouth me all you want, but never my baby girl. "Hold this Princess." I reached back and pulled my .45 from my waist and handed it to Bella. "Yes, Daddy." She said and slid it into her little shorts. "Now you..." I pointed a long ringed finger at him. "You done crosses a line. Don't you ever, and I mean ever, talk about her that way. You see that little girl right there? She's  mine." I snarled and stepped towards him baring my teeth. He swung at me, and I took the hit easily, wanting to toy with him. "You hit like a bitch. Try again, little boy." I taunted. Knowing he'd take the bait. He did. Coming at me frantically, and swinging both arms. I grabbed him and locked him in a chokehold. "Let me go! You bastard!" He snapped. "Not until you calm your ass down." I stood there calmly as he kicked and flailed. "She was supposed to be mine!" He screamed. "Son let me tell you something, you'll never have her. Even if I never would've came into the picture, you wouldn't ever be man enough for that woman. You think that little Princess wants a boy she can walk all over? Nah, you see.. she needs a man. A grown ass man who ain't afraid to put her over his knee when she acts up. An alpha type who'll manhandle her and cart her off over his shoulder. She needs her Daddy, and slick that won't ever be you. That's my title, my world, my woman. And this Daddy don't share..." I rumbled, my voice as deep as it could go. As I finished my speech, Bradley lost consciousness and I dropped him face first on the ground. I turned to check on Bella, only to see her step on Bradley's prone form for a boost, as she launched herself at me. I caught her easily and turned to Sheila. "We done here darlin?" I asked her calmly. She nodded. "You alright?" I asked her. She looked a little dazed. "I want a Daddy too..." she purred and rested her hand over her heart. Bella giggled and locked her fingers in my beard. "He's got a brother!" She yelled out as I walked off with her in my arms.