there something you need?” He hasn’t bothered to come down to see me in over five years. Why now?
“See, I met someone. She’s not like other women ; she’s more. She isn’t clingy, needy, or bitchy. She’s independent, a free bird, and she doesn’t expect anything from me. She resides here in Miami. Ironically, she’s a performer, too,” he explains. Well, fuck a duck, I can’t believe I let the thought of him coming here just to see me cross my mind. Stupid girl, Piper.
“Ah, I see,” I nod, taking a few bites of my salad. Taking a sip of water, I gather my keys and stand. “Well, best of luck to you . And if you want your relationship to work, you should probably stop feeling up random women in public” I spit out, tossing a twenty on the table to cover my meal.
“Piper, calm down. Here, put this back into your purse,” he insists, following behind me as I storm out of the café and race to my car.
“ I don’t need you to pay for my meals, Paul . I don’t need a damn thing from you—never have. I was a fool to think you came here with the sole purpose of seeing me, such a fucking fool,” I mutter, opening my car door.
“Paul? That hurts, princess.”
“I’m not your goddamn princess.”
“That’s enough . I am your father, and you will watch your language and tone with me,” he warns.
Instantaneously, a sinister laugh escapes me. “I’m sorry, but signing your name on a piece of paper doesn’t make you a father. Putting your daughter before your whores, and showing her the attention a father should give his little girl, so she doesn’t have to seek it from a room full of rich, drunken pricks three nights a week, does. You have done none of the above. You, Paul , are nothing but a sperm donor,” I retort, sitting in my car and slamming the door shut.
Picking up my phone , I call Dean. “Hey, gorgeous,” he answers.
“Hey, handsome. Are you at the club? I’m about ten minutes away and wanted to get in some practice before taking the stage,” I explain.
“I’m not there now, but I will be in about five minutes. Shit,” he grumbles, paper rustling in the background.
“What is it?”
“I forgot the financial analysis at the house. Dammit , listen, I wanted to tell you sooner, but I haven’t had the chance. Sailor will be stopping by periodically over the next few weeks tying up loose ends. I don’t want you to worry, because I’ve spoken with Beast and he won’t let him anywhere near you,” he promises.
“Sailor was drunk last week. He won’t hurt me sober,” I assure him, just as I did Ryder.
“I know, but as I told you before, that’s no excuse for his actions. His ass is fired, and that isn’t changing, but this analysis is something only he can finish. I’m sorry,” he apologizes.
“Don’t be. It’s fine, really.”
“I’m going to go back to grab the analysis, but Beast and Sailor should be at the club already. Go ahead and practice, and I’ll get there as soon as I can,” he informs.
“Okay. I’ll see you in a bit.” Ending our call, I continue my drive to DD. I feel like I should be nervous, but I’m not. Call me stupid, but I honestly believe Sailor won’t h urt me.
When I pull behind the club, I don’t see Beast’s car, but it’s possible he parked in the front parking lot. Going to the back door, I twist the knob and the door is unlocked. When I get inside, I remove my denim shorts and change into a pair of booty shorts. Pulling my hair up into a bun, I hear a loud thud come from Dean’s office. I thought he was going back home?
Glancing around the corner, I see that the door leading into Dean’s office is ajar. Again, another thud sounds. Going over to check on him, I peek i nside his office. What I see makes me instantly nauseous, because that used to be me sleeping with the enemy. Sailor has Starlet bent over Dean’s desk with his hands in her hair, fucking her like the dirty skank she is.
Hitting the door with my hand,
“See, I met someone. She’s not like other women ; she’s more. She isn’t clingy, needy, or bitchy. She’s independent, a free bird, and she doesn’t expect anything from me. She resides here in Miami. Ironically, she’s a performer, too,” he explains. Well, fuck a duck, I can’t believe I let the thought of him coming here just to see me cross my mind. Stupid girl, Piper.
“Ah, I see,” I nod, taking a few bites of my salad. Taking a sip of water, I gather my keys and stand. “Well, best of luck to you . And if you want your relationship to work, you should probably stop feeling up random women in public” I spit out, tossing a twenty on the table to cover my meal.
“Piper, calm down. Here, put this back into your purse,” he insists, following behind me as I storm out of the café and race to my car.
“ I don’t need you to pay for my meals, Paul . I don’t need a damn thing from you—never have. I was a fool to think you came here with the sole purpose of seeing me, such a fucking fool,” I mutter, opening my car door.
“Paul? That hurts, princess.”
“I’m not your goddamn princess.”
“That’s enough . I am your father, and you will watch your language and tone with me,” he warns.
Instantaneously, a sinister laugh escapes me. “I’m sorry, but signing your name on a piece of paper doesn’t make you a father. Putting your daughter before your whores, and showing her the attention a father should give his little girl, so she doesn’t have to seek it from a room full of rich, drunken pricks three nights a week, does. You have done none of the above. You, Paul , are nothing but a sperm donor,” I retort, sitting in my car and slamming the door shut.
Picking up my phone , I call Dean. “Hey, gorgeous,” he answers.
“Hey, handsome. Are you at the club? I’m about ten minutes away and wanted to get in some practice before taking the stage,” I explain.
“I’m not there now, but I will be in about five minutes. Shit,” he grumbles, paper rustling in the background.
“What is it?”
“I forgot the financial analysis at the house. Dammit , listen, I wanted to tell you sooner, but I haven’t had the chance. Sailor will be stopping by periodically over the next few weeks tying up loose ends. I don’t want you to worry, because I’ve spoken with Beast and he won’t let him anywhere near you,” he promises.
“Sailor was drunk last week. He won’t hurt me sober,” I assure him, just as I did Ryder.
“I know, but as I told you before, that’s no excuse for his actions. His ass is fired, and that isn’t changing, but this analysis is something only he can finish. I’m sorry,” he apologizes.
“Don’t be. It’s fine, really.”
“I’m going to go back to grab the analysis, but Beast and Sailor should be at the club already. Go ahead and practice, and I’ll get there as soon as I can,” he informs.
“Okay. I’ll see you in a bit.” Ending our call, I continue my drive to DD. I feel like I should be nervous, but I’m not. Call me stupid, but I honestly believe Sailor won’t h urt me.
When I pull behind the club, I don’t see Beast’s car, but it’s possible he parked in the front parking lot. Going to the back door, I twist the knob and the door is unlocked. When I get inside, I remove my denim shorts and change into a pair of booty shorts. Pulling my hair up into a bun, I hear a loud thud come from Dean’s office. I thought he was going back home?
Glancing around the corner, I see that the door leading into Dean’s office is ajar. Again, another thud sounds. Going over to check on him, I peek i nside his office. What I see makes me instantly nauseous, because that used to be me sleeping with the enemy. Sailor has Starlet bent over Dean’s desk with his hands in her hair, fucking her like the dirty skank she is.
Hitting the door with my hand,
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