Forbidden Love: My Daddy's Best Friend

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I feel sorry for her. She had that choice removed from her, and they didn’t even consider her, instead, they sent her to someone like Richard. I feel like he is someone we should visit. Not yet though.

“So, with Dean, that was his way then, selling you to men for sex every night?”

“No, well, yes but no.” She shakes her head like she is thinking of how to say the next part. “Not everyone wanted sex. Some of the men wanted a submissive, or slave. So sometimes sex wasn’t the aim. I would be used however they wanted. If it wasn’t sexual, they would have to tell Dean beforehand, however.”

That explains why she follows orders so well when she wants to anyway. Sitting we talk, and hours pass by. I somehow fall asleep, unsure of the time but I know she needs space, she is used to following a routine, and everything.

So maybe, for now, we should do that? My thoughts stay throughout my sleep.

Waking, I feel her wrapped around me. My mind tried to ignore it and the thoughts in my head. She shifts, pushing closer, and I notice we’re naked. I came in wearing the towel. I was meant to apologise and walk, but somehow I forgot. I open my eyes and glance down. My cock hardens and as it does I feel it pushing against her sex.

Her leg wrapped around my waist, and her sex pushed against me. Hell, all I need to do is move slightly and I will be in her. My hand. moves, grasping her hip, pleasure floods through me as she moans, pushing down slightly, my cock right there feeling her wetness grow.

“Shit.” I lift my hand from her hip, I need to move. Carefully I lift her leg from around me and slide out of her bed, Wrapping the towel back around my waist I walk to my own room and get ready.

Walking down Marcello and Demitri are looking at me. We eat in silence. Afterwards, I look at them.

“We need to give her orders. Before you say I said she was free, and not to be used, it’s for her. She has lived her whole life with the whole day planned even what she wears. So, we tell her what to wear. Give her orders, such as she goes to bed at a certain time. More so she fucking sleeps. Orders that she eats three meals a day.”

“Ass” I look up at Marcello.

“You two realise whenever she eats with us she feels weird right? She never ate around people before.”

“Let’s forget Daisy for now. Here.” Marcello slides something across to me, taking it I look down. My eyes flick through the sheets.

“What’s this?”

“We have a dead mans dresser to clear and sort.” I look towards Demitri, I know what that means.

“Okay, well it will take one or two of us at the most. Daisy needs to go shopping, someone needs to go with her.” I look at them.

“Thought Troy was?” Marcello questions and I laugh.

“He is, but I have a feeling she will walk in and out of shops and buy nothing. She has never had money before. Never been allowed to buy herself things. She will struggle. So someone needs to go and force her out of that comfort, even if it means them choosing what to buy.”

“Fine, guess I will. You two know Jake more, so clear out his business and find a replacement.” Marcello suggests and I want to argue.

“I don’t trust you.” I don’t, he is likely to fuck her.

“Said the one in her bed, naked with her wrapped around you.” He grins like he is winning, and in a way he is.

“I didn’t touch her.”

now.”

“Twice now. Twice you were in bed with her naked. Just saying.” Marcello laughs and I nod.

“Fine, you take her. She needs clothes, all types, Marcello not just lingerie. She needs something for her, so find out what she likes.” He nods, I look at Demitri he is lost in his phone.

I can’t believe I am about to say this, but I have to. “You need to take her to a sex shop Marcello, she needs things to explore her own body, by herself, and alone!” My words are louder towards the end seeing his smile widen.

“Fine, but I will need a toy for myself.”

Me and Demitri laugh and watch as he rolls his eyes at us.

“Not like that! I’m going to actually have to use my fucking club. Either that or message Rosalie and see if she wants to fuck randomly. I didn’t think you were serious about us not touching her.” Marcello looks at

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“We touch her we’re as bad as Dean, Richard and any other guy who threw money at Dean to fuck her, which brings me to another thing, did you know?” I look at Demitri waiting. He looks at me confused, and I guess he doesn’t.

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“At the start, when Dean and his wife were telling her about sending her to Mr Richard, the first time, she told them she had never been near a guy.” They look at me confused and I roll my eyes. “Instead of thinking she was a virgin, and choosing someone else, he rang Richard himself with her there and said it would cost him five hundred more because she was pure. Her first ever time was with him.” I don’t know why that annoys me so much, but it fucking does. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Cal, forget it. You’re going to keep going over and over it until you do something you regret, forget about it. As bad as this will sound, it was his choice.”

I stare at Marcello, and Demitri laughing.

“You can’t beat him for being honest. It was Dean’s choice. He is right, just like right now it’s our choice what happens with her going forward. Was it an arsehole move, yes, but it was his choice.”

I feel like arguing but even I know that won’t help.

“Right, well come on. Let’s sort out DeAlcas. Find someone else to run it before things go from bad to worse.” Standing I walk out, not waiting to see if Demitri is following, I just know I need to escape.

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