The Businessman's Daughter ✔️ (Wattpad version)

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Landon

I asked Dad about Saturday. I found him in the living room with Mom as they were talking.

"Hey, Dad?" I asked, getting my parents' attention.

"Yes, Landon," Dad answered.

I walked over and sat down in a chair by them. I prepared my request and rehearsed it.

"I have a request," I said as Dad looked at me while Mom smiled. "Quinn invited me over to her house on Saturday to watch movies and eat pizza. Her parents will be home, and it's not a date," I prefaced my request. You always preface before requesting with Dad. "I'm requesting to hang out with Quinn for the evening."

Dad studied me as I prayed.

Dad turned to Mom. "Why do kids consider it is hanging out when it's not hanging out?" Dad asked her.

"It's less pressure," Mom replied.

"I see," Dad added as he turned back to me. "Landon, you're fifteen."

"I know I am and that we're not allowed to date until we're eighteen. Although you allowed Lexie to date Thomas, and she's seventeen," I reasoned, stating my case.

"Landon made a valid argument," Mom reasoned as Dad arched an eyebrow at her.

"You're not helping," Dad told her.

"Vincent, it's a movie and pizza. Parents will be present. Landon knows the rules. You can't allow one to break a rule and expect the others to follow them. It doesn't work," Mom explained, being the voice of reason.

"Lacey, I understand that, but Lexie is seventeen. Landon is fifteen. When he is seventeen, we can alter the arrangement," Dad refutes Mom's reasoning. He turned to me. "I'm not an unreasonable person. I will allow this one time for you. We will discuss anything further when your seventeen."

"I accept your decision," I replied as I walked away.

"Will surprises never stop to amaze me?" Mom mentioned to Dad.

"Keep it up, and your punishment will benefit me later," Dad warned mom.

"I plan to, so I can see what exciting punishment you have planned for me," Mom smirked.

Lexie

Thomas brought me home. I entered the house to see Mom and Dad on the couch. They're discussing inappropriate information, like sex, gross.

"Is there a time you both don't discuss sex?" I asked my parents.

"I beg your pardon, but that helped to result in you and your sibling's existence," Dad informed me.

"It doesn't mean we want to hear about your kinky fuckery," I retorted.

Dad rolled his eyes. "I will speak to Cruz about his expressions and watch the language, young lady," Dad warned me. Dad detests cursing and felt it was unladylike and improper. Mom giggled.

"How was your evening?" Mom asked me, trying to change the subject.

I sat down in a chair. "It was an arousing evening of food and card games. I found out I'm terrible at Crazy eights, poker, and rummy," I told my parents as mom chuckled.

"You didn't play strip poker?" Dad questioned me as I looked at him.

"Vincent!" Mom smacked Dad on the arm.

"What? I'm making sure that nothing inappropriate is happening with Lexie and that boy. Who may I remind you, I'm still not thrilled that he's dating our daughter?" Dad asked Mom.