Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15007 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 75(@200wpm)___ 60(@250wpm)___ 50(@300wpm)
Once her due date drew near Dana Sue for some fucked up reason started wanting her mother. I hadn’t told her as yet that her mother had been all set to sell her off to Royce Davis along with her sperm donor.
It’s not that I didn’t know how to tell her, but I knew it would hurt her and I couldn’t bring myself to do that shit not even on a good day. With her being pregnant and vulnerable there’s no way I was about to do that shit; maybe afterwards, a long time after. Or the first time she gets it into her head to take my kid to see her or invite her here.
We were close to getting in touch with Brandon’s new father in law, but this shit was delicate to say the least and the man in question wasn’t the easiest person to get close to.
His daughter, Illyana, was afraid of damaging his reputation if she just came out of the woodwork all these years later, and I have to respect her wishes. The asshole press would have a field day if this shit got out in the wrong way.
Add the fact that he’s about one of the only politicians I can stomach I agreed with them that we had to go about this shit the right way or we’d fuck a good man over. Senator Hayden St. John strikes me as the kind of man who’d take that shit in stride though.
All the same it’s better for all concerned that we clean up some shit around here before we go inviting the highly esteemed senator into our backyard. I sometimes wonder if it was his name that had drawn the mother to him.
Life sure likes to fuck with your head. His name and the man who was sure to hate him on sight were the same, Hayden. What are the fucking odds?
One is an upstanding man of color who’s done his bit to get the country on even footing when it comes to the race question, while the other was working hard to make that shit worst. Asshole fucknut!
Regardless of all the shit we had going on though, things had been relatively quiet around here for months, which was a blessing with all these women breeding like there was some kind of epidemic around here or some shit.
Well, quiet is a relative term. I don’t think my place has been anything resembling that since Dana Sue showed up and fuck if she isn’t worst with her crew here to back her plays. And if I thought her annoying ass was a pain before, nothing beats the last six or seven months.
It’s like the second she realized she was breeding she took the gloves off and showed me what her ass was made of; opinionated little twit. Even her walk has changed and I’m not talking about her waddle, she’s been strutting around here like a queen running my shit and everyone else’s because they knew if they displeased my wife it would be their ass.
One of her was bad enough, but when the whole passel came up pregnant my guys and I were talking conspiracy. Swear to fuck if I didn’t know better I’d swear the girls had planned it.
There’s no other explanation for the fact that they all got pregnant at about the same time. I have a sneaky suspicion that Lyon’s woman and the SEALs wives might’ve had a hand in it too.
I can just imagine that conversation, seeing as how Lyon’s woman learned war strategy from him. She’s been teaching the others how to reel us men in and we’re too dumb to know it. It’s funny how that shit works.
I find more and more lately that I can’t win an argument with my woman. Her annoying ass has learned to counter my shit without saying a word. Her new deal when she isn’t batting her lashes at me, is not to sulk like she used to, but to act like she’s an independent woman who can do shit for herself; with my kid in her, get the fuck…
It took Lyon bringing it to my attention to realize I was being played. Funny how our phone conversations have become less about assholes who run the world into the ground and more about our women and what the fuck they get up to.
When I mentioned her new shit he’d laughed his ass off and let it slip that that’s one of Kat’s old go to schemes. Comparing notes with the SEALs and Creed, even Mancini, it was obvious that we were all being played.
I’m not going to be the one to tell Colton Lyon that his wife is the real mastermind in their relationship and that she’s now giving fucking courses in that shit to all the other women, that nut just might lose his shit. Then again I think he already knows, poor sap.