Lyon – Chapter 161
My life is f****d. I’ve come to accept this fact since realizing that the women in my life have taken over. I have no idea when Kat took my balls, but sure as f**k she has ’em. “You two ready?”
I mumbled some choice words under my breath and rolled my eyes at my annoying a*s wife. My two girls were all smiles and excitement as they came towards me where I stood waiting for them at the door.
Last week I’d taken their brothers for a night out with the guys and their nosy a*s mother and mine got it into their heads that I had to do the same with them. The f**k!
da-yadda. She knew just how to get under my skin, how to hit below the belt.
the hen pack off my a*s I’ve decided to grin and bear it, because these women are getting more vicious the older they get.
mehow, when she least expects it.
amn serial killer in the making?
er to manage, I know where her head is at.
h daddy, just me, and them.
n
tal f**k storm.
on that foot.
put a ribbon in her platinum curls and if she didn’t look like somebody’s innocent little darling I don’t know what. F*****g con. Then I noticed the bag she was holding like it held the secret to life.
t bag?” Damn bag was almost as
traband she had hidden in there.
some shit with this kid.
uted and opened the zipper while trying to keep me from seeing in.
d glared at me.
e was pepper spray in there, which I’d given her, so I wasn’t worried about that shit.
ind of glittery shit that I didn’t know what the f**k, that had me heated.
ld the last tube of pale pink goop out of reach while her mother tried convincing me that it was nothing.
ny gook on her face and headed out.
so Kat knew I didn’t appreciate her underhanded tactics, but her laughter coming through the closed door told me she didn’t give a good damn.
de her bold. She thinks she’s safe and Elena keeps putting shit in her head. I keep telling her as
to daddy. I held my tongue and minded my own.
soon as I pulled out of the driveway and I tried to keep up with her shit while her big sister played on her phone.
kid lived on that thing. If she knew I read all her shit she would
for her I haven’t found anything incriminating so far. She’s still talking
message a few months ago hadn’t tr
on all her shit. Short of taking them away from her and unleashing the wrath of the hen pack, it’s the best I can do.
that I have her a*s tagged as well, which makes my life easy. But ain’t shit I can do about my kid becoming a teenage beauty. F**k!
ne of those teenage looks that was supposed to ma