The Daddy (book 4 of the kink series)

chapter : 8

San's point of view

"BITCH IMA' THOT, GET ME LIT."

I try to ignore YangYang as he screams along to the music blasting in his headphones. Santana texted me earlier saying we needed to work on the project some more.

She's coming over which means these dorks need to be on their best behavior. Johnny rushes downstairs out of breath holding up two different shirts.

Johnny: Which one?
Jaehyun: They're both ugly, did you get them out of Wonpil's closet?

I chuckle.

Me: Are you trying to impress Santana? It was one hookup and didn't she moan her ex's name?
Johnny: Yes, but in my head if I can get her one more time she'll definitely moan my name instead.
Me: I doubt it, she's a tough cookie to crack.

Believe me I've tried.

The doorbell goes off and he tosses on any shirt before rushing to open it. She walks right pass him not paying any attention to his 'sexy' pose.

Johnny: Santana!

She whips around and raises an eyebrow.

Johnny: You look good today.
Santana: Thank you.

Ignoring him, again, she takes a seat next to me on the couch pulling out any necessary material. Johnny blinks not believing that he got rejected.

But Johnny being Johnny is not one to give up so easily.

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Giselle's point of view

I scream in frustration as an eviction notice is pinned to my door. Why me? Why now? I snatch the paper before going into my apartment. Once I kick off my shoes I head straight to the fridge for a bottle of wine.

To my dismay I'm all out. No wine, no vodka, not even a beer. This day just gets worse and worse. I poop down on my couch deciding to shoot San a message.

Me: Baby brother, don't ya wanna bring your big sister something to drink? Preferably a bottle of whiskey.

Three bubbles pop up indicating he's typing.

San: I'm doing a project but I'll send Woo over.

My eyes widen, no.

Me: That's okay. Don't work too hard and remember to eat.

San: Stop being a pussy and let the boy bring you the liquor. He's already left to get the stuff anyways.

I roll my eyes.

I'm not blind to certain things, I can be real with myself. Part of being real with myself is admitting that I don't deserve Wooyoung, and I don't deserve any good thing he does for me.

Some time ago Wooyoung and I had a pet and master relationship. It was a very exciting point in my life, I didn't even know I was into most of the things I like until he showed me a whole new world.

Then things started to change. He'd send me flowers, pop up at my job with lunch, and send me cute paragraphs throughout the day. I didn't know what to make of any of that but I knew none of that was in the contract we both signed.

Soon enough when he seen the feelings weren't reciprocated he stopped and just went back to being a master. Then my craving for more appeared and I found another person, it wasn't cheating since Woo and I wasn't together. Plus what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

Then a few weeks later he told me he wanted to end our arrangement. I was a little irritated and confused but respected his decision nonetheless.

The sound of knocking pulls me from memory lane. I open the door and he smiles a little. I move aside so he can walk in, his eyes scan around the house and I swear I can see him cringe.

Wooyoung: Here.

I open the bag and almost scream out of joy. Wine, whiskey and vodka! Yes.

Wooyoung: Promise me you won't drink all of that tonight.
Me: You know me better than to mix light with dark liquor.

He rolls his eyes.

Wooyoung: Are you taking care of yourself?
Me: Of course I am.

He eyes the junk spread all over my coffee table along with clothes scattered across the floor. He opens the fridge and frowns.

Wooyoung: Do you not go grocery shopping Gi..-

I turn around to see why he didn't continue his lecture until I see him staring at my notice. I try to take it away but he's faster.

Wooyoung: Eviction? Did you tell San?
Me: I'm the older sister, he shouldn't have to worry about my troubles. I'll handle it.
Wooyoung: He could help you.
Me: His money is my mom's money and I don't want a damn thing from her.

He hums.

Wooyoung: That's true but, my money isn't your mom's money.

What?

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sorry for the late and not all that good update. due to my respiratory infection and everything else things have been a bit hectic.