The Daddy (book 4 of the kink series)

chapter : 18

Raven's point of view

The girl rushes to throw her clothes on, tripping over her own feet to run out the door. San, unfazed, tosses a shot on followed by some sweats.

San: What're you doing here?
Me: We need to talk about your sister.
San: What about her?
Me: She's plotting to seduce Yeosang.

He doesn't say anything as he admires himself in the mirror.

Me: Hello?
San: I heard you, not sure how's that's my business.
Me: Because your sister is a dead man walking.

He shrugs.

San: She's grown, he's grown.
Me: Are you hearing yourself? What the hell is wrong with you?

He glares at me.

San: I have my own shit to deal with. I don't care what she's doing or who she's doing. You can see yourself out now.
Me: San..-
San: The door.

Deciding not to push him any further I leave. On my way down the stairs I bump into Wooyoung, he doesn't say anything but his eyes says it all. I just shake my head and continue to go out the door.

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Yeosang's point of view

I watch as Giselle ties her apron.

Me: So what made you interested in pottery?
Giselle: Just needed some sort of hobby so I'm not in the house all the time.

She smiles, once we're all set up I show her the simple way to shape her clay. It's not an easy thing to master but good God she's terrible.

Giselle: How have you been? I don't see you unless your at the cafe.

Is she suppose to see me any time else?

Me: Fine, just focused on finishing school. How are you?
Giselle: Living the dream.

"Living the dream" is code for life sucks and I'm depressed.

Giselle: My shaping is terrible, can you show me how to do it?

I shrug placing my hands loosely on top of hers. You have to let the clay do what it wants but also use your hands as a steady guide.

The door to the pottery barn opens and Saelee walks in. She looks a fucking mess, I step away from Giselle to see what the problem was. Her hair is tangled, eyes are puffy and it looks like she hasn't bathe in days, thank God she doesn't smell that way.

Me: What's wrong?
Saelee: I can't move on and it's destroying me.

If this is about San I swear to God..

Me: Saelee go to my house and shower, eat then sleep.

When she gets too deep into her feelings she neglects herself, she's mean to her own body and spirit. It's not healthy in the slightest.

A sigh leaves my lips as she leaves.

Giselle: You looked stressed.
Me: More or less.
Giselle: Good old Yeosang, not a man of many words.

She stands up attempted to wrap an arm around me but I stop her.

Me: What're you doing?
Giselle: Trying to help your stress.
Me: I have a girlfriend.
Giselle: I'm sure you can keep a secret.

I push her away from me.

Me: What's your problem?
Giselle: What's your problem! Am I not pretty enough? Rich enough? Worthy enough?

She's projecting.

Me: This isn't you, the Giselle I know is much more calm and level headed.
Giselle: You don't know a thing about me.
Me: I know you've lost your damn mind.

She slaps one of my vases off the table, I blink as it smashes against the floor. My eyes follow her as she throws two other vases off the art wall, they break and she continues her rampage on at least three more.

Me: You're angry and that's okay. I'm not the person you're angry at, neither is Cina.But just know I'll always pick her over anyone. It has nothing to do with your looks or worthiness, it has to do with love. You'll understand one day.

Looking at how a mess Giselle is makes me think San and I have more in common than I'd like to admit.

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why do y'all think Yeosang said that? (about him and san having something in common)