I paid a virgin

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Issues

TRENCH'S POV 

There's nothing to do for me in the office after that meeting with Mr. Fritzcole. The forty year old tech - billionaire finally approved to buy our special encrypted military program, a complex application specifically designed to protect computer data base; it has super anti hack capabilities that will dismantle every computer that tries to harm it. It took me years to finally perfected it, but it took me, Gorge and Rupert months to finally present this to Mr. Fritzcole. That mogul was very hard to please, I tell you, and very hard to schedule a meeting. It's either he was doing something very important for the government or cuddling with his wife. You tell me.

I might as well leave the office earlier and fetch my bugging daughter who kept playing with her apple watch while she is at class.

"Daddy I want fried fish fillet," she kept murmuring for almost an hour before giving me that silent treatment when I told her firmly to not disturb me as I was in a meeting and she was still in class.

If you have a pregnant woman who craved every bizarre food existed, your daughter will take every chance to taste what mommy is eating. And daddy is left to make the request happen, sooner is better because Sum is very impatient to put the food in that sexy mouth of hers throughout this pregnancy. Myles will imitate her mommy, and it will lead to me grumbling at their double teaming.

"To the daycare," I told my driver. Time to charm back my baby girl. I would love for my nose safe from small teeth biting it off. She maybe little but that kid can bite the hell out of me. I don't want being biten in my sleep now, do I, specially that she is sleeping in the same bed as her parents.

Lewis and Parker my former bodyguards were standing beside Myles when we parked in front of the school premises. I can already see the arguments brewing by just her pouting lips and cross arms. She looked adorable though, a tiny version of her beautiful momma. Gosh, why am I so lucky?

"How's my sweet munchkins?" I greeted through the opened window. Parker opened the door and carried my quiet daughter inside the car. "Fine. Dilan drive to that Mexican restaurant so I can buy some fish fillet for the little miss here who was by the way ignoring her daddy!"

"Of course, sir," the thirty something man chuckled.

"Happy?" I asked Myles; she gave me a victorious smile. What a conniving little girl, I sighed. "So can I get a kiss and hug from my baby here?"

"Of course daddy," she chanted.

"So how's your overtime in school? Did you enjoy your lunch with your classmates?"

"Yep, daddy. We get to share our food. I shared my lasagna to my friends and they shared their fried chicken and sandwiches. They love grandma's cookies and cupcakes, and they ate a lot of it when I offered it to them. Then my classmates told us to share but my food was not enough.....so...so I called grandma earlier and told her to bring a lot of cupcakes here in school...then... I told Mr. Parker to pay and...and I told him daddy will pay you back," she smiled. 

I laughed at her blabbering. "Did he pay your orders?"

"Yes daddy, he said I spent like...like.... Fifty two dollars,"

"Okay, I'll pay him later," I chortled. I can't believe my daughter just put me fifty two dollars in debt.

The restaurant was very busy when we enter inside. The food here was just so good no wonder people flocking it. Myles was almost knocked down when a rugged teen came swaggering. His friends laughing without a care in the world.