Hermes

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Brynn Rawlings POV
November 4, 2019
7:00 A.M.

I woke up with the sun shining in my room. I need to buy some black curtains for my room. These white ones are not cutting it for me. I put on my black velvet robe that goes down to my knees. Almost everything in my house is black. Under my robe, I'm wearing black Tommy Hilfiger boxer briefs and red t-shirt . I made me and my daughter, Korin Alise Jane Rawlings, something for breakfast.

Around 7:15, I hear her tiny little footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Morning poppa." I hear her coming into the kitchen. She jumped on me and I carried her to the table.

"Morning little one. How did you sleep?" I asked her putting a pancake on her plate while she has some eggs and sausage on it.

Fourth Wall Break
Um so ignore what I said in the last chapter about them having kids and a wife right. My daughter wasn't planned. Okay back to the story.

"Good, I miss you." She said with her mouth full of pancakes.

"I was gone after you went to sleep baby girl," I said sitting at the table with her eating my breakfast.

Fourth Wall Break
Alright, so my baby momma is a total bitch. A lovely 18th birthday drinking, and I ended up fucking my friend. I didn't expect her to have a baby, my baby, but it happened. Once Korin was born, and a week after my baby mother didn't want anything to do with her. With that, I was granted citizenship here in America because she is American. After that, I swore never to fuck a white woman again no matter how drunk I got. She couldn't even take it all. Little bitch.

"Alright baby, how do you want your hair?" I asked her while we are in my bathroom. "Leave it curly or put it in a bun."

"Uhhh." She put on her thinking face. "Bun please."

"You got it boss." I started doing her hair since we do have to leave in a little while. Good thing I told her to shower and stuff after she ate. With that, it gave me time to clean a bit, and also take my own shower too.

"There, it looks amazing Rin." I kissed her cheek. She hopped off the bathroom counter and went to sit on my bed.

I pulled out my gun holster and attached it to my waist. Living in this country, having a gun is a must. It is sad though America is the leading country to produce the most guns and sell the most without any strict rules. A gun owner on average would have more than 12 guns in their possession.

"Why do you have a gun?" Korin asked me.

"Well baby girl its for our safety. If I can't protect us with these." I held up my fists. "Then things would have to get dangerous. This is only for emergencies. A few people that work for me are armed. Never resort to using gun violence. That's why I teach you how to fight. Now let's go, you have school."