“Ouch!” Jo squeezed her eyes shut in pain. “That hurt.”
“See what you’ve done now?” I ran to check on her, unbothered to cover my hard, wet dick from his eyes.
He sat next to her on the other side and beat me to holding her. “Sorry, baby girl.” Then his stinky fingers went into her pussy. “Is that where it hurts? Want daddy to make it better?”
“For fuck’s sake.” I put my arms under her in order to carry her out of here. “Come with me. I’ll take good care of you.”
He slapped my arm. “She’s not going anywhere.” He grabbed my jeans and threw them at my dick. “Cover your ugly junk and get the fuck out of my room.”
“I’m not going anywhere without my girl.” I looked at her face, her messy hair and sleepy eyes, her expression and body that were begging to be fucked, and my cock jerked. “We need to finish what we started.”
“I’ll finish her and finish her good.” He fucking winked at me.
“Iwas literally inside her about to make her come. You can’t just waltz in here and think—”
“Please, stop fighting,” she said.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want in my house,” he continued, nonetheless. “And if you don’t respect the rules Prez, your fucking daddy and the man of the house, set, blue balls will be the last thing you should be worried about.”
I squinted at him. “What the fuck does that mean? This is my house, too, and she’s—”
“Stop fighting!” She bolted upright, banging her fists on the sheets. “This is not a competition. We’re a family.”
“Family members should respect each other,” he said, glaring at me.
She sighed. “You’re right. Ty, Laius only has one rule. It’s not hard to follow, and you shouldn’t have come here when he wasn’t around. Please get out.”
Rage shot to my temples, and the fucking satisfied smile on his face made me want to rip his skin off his skull.
“Laius, could you please leave, too? I’d like to go back to sleep. My stomach has been acting up, and I called in sick to rest, not to hear you two bicker at…” she glanced at the clock on the nightstand, “…five in the morning.”
His fingers started to move inside her. “I’ll make you feel better, baby.”
She pulled his hand out. Thank fuck because I was going to do it myself and not that gently. “I’m not in the mood anymore.”
Take that,daddy.
His eyebrows shot high up. “First,” he shoved his filthy fingers back in her pussy, “never take my hand off you. You’re my property. If the tattoo on your ass isn’t enough, maybe I should remind you my way.”
“Mine, too.” I didn’t see Jo as a property like he did so I didn’t say it, not even when I tattooed my name on her ass, too. She knew I only did it out of jealousy. I couldn’t stand having only his name on her flesh. She was mine. My everything. “Don’t ever forget that or I’ll remindyou.”
“Second,” he continued as if I didn’t exist, “maybe you’re not, but when you see what I got for you, it’ll put you back in the mood.”
“You got me something?” Her tone softened as opposed to her nipples that were now pebbling under her t-shirt.
“Yes, ma’am. The second I got my hands on it, I came right away. Thought to surprise you, maybe even make you earn it like a good girl, but you’ve been so naughty.”
Her eyes glowed as her lips curved up in a smile. “What is it?”
He shook his head, getting comfortable next to her, dragging wet sounds out of her pussy. She started begging, and he kept teasing. I wanted to strangle something.
I blew out a breath, jumping into my jeans as they finished their DDLG game and he put his hand in his pocket. What the fuck did he bring her?
CHAPTER 2
Tirone
All Furore got out from his pocket was his phone, but when she looked at the screen, her jaw dropped. “Oh my God. How? All VIP tickets were sold out months ago.”
