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After washing her hair, I work my way down her body with a sponge.

I barely got a chance to view her tits before she sank beneath the bubbles, but when I slide the suds over her shoulder and down her neck, I take extra care in handling her tit.

It’s the perfect size in my hand, and it’s grown so much, thanks to the birth of her daughter.

The thought of the adorable baby girl sleeping in her nursery has anger coursing through me, causing me to grind my teeth.

“What’s wrong?”

“Do you love him?”

Her eyes bounce over my face.

“Do you love him?” I ask again, sterner this time.

“Who?”

“Bonnie’s father.” I wait with bated breath, holding the swell of her tit in my palm.

“No.” She shakes her head. “I don’t love him.” She’s lying. I can see it in the way her pupils shine, the quick movement of her gaze, and how she pulls her lip into her mouth immediately after.

Jealousy thrashes through me in unrelenting surges, infecting my bloodstream as I consider who this punk is. He’s no doubt much younger than me and not in the Mafia. Hell, he can offer her everything a young woman is meant to have.

Then I remember Robert him telling me he used drugs and was abusive, and it gives me the perfect excuse to ban her from seeing him again, Bonnie too.

“I don’t want him around you or Bonnie.” With my free hand, I turn her to face me.

“Do you understand? He’s not to touch you.

Either of you.” I don’t understand the possessiveness ravishing my bloodstream, but I know without a shadow of doubt that they’re both mine, and no fucker will take them from me.

She nods but doesn’t seem convinced. “If he lays a single finger on you, Gracie, I’ll slaughter him.” A whimper leaves her throat, but I ignore it. “Nobody touches you but me. Do you understand me?” I pinch her chin harder.

Air slips from her lips. “I understand.”

Her words send a flurry of relief through me, so I release her chin. “Good girl, Little Pet.” I nuzzle into her hair, showering her in praise. “Such a good girl for Daddy.”

“What about you?”

I still my movements and pull back to face her.

“What about me?”

“Are you going to let anyone else touch you?”

I chuckle, scanning her face. Her wet hair clings to her, and I can’t wait to brush it for her while she sits on my lap.

“Nobody but you,” I state, and a gracious smile spreads across her face, a beautiful fucking smile that has my chest filling with a foreign feeling of happiness usually reserved solely for my family.

That’s what she is , I tell myself. She’s family already, that’s why I feel the connection with her when I’ve never before.

The thought of someone else touching me fills me with irritation. Quite frankly, since fucking Gracie, I’ve been unable to bear anyone else’s touch.

A loud wail has her startling and shocking the hell out of me when she springs up from the bath in a wild panic.

“She needs to be fed. Oh, god, she’s not had her evening milk.

” She practically jumps over the tub and grabs a towel, and I remain on the bathroom floor transfixed how she became so frantic at the cry of her daughter.

Hell, one of my wives refused to deal with crying children full-stop, and another insisted on having a nanny until the children learned not to cry.

I put a bullet in her head for ever implying such a stupid thing.

“Do you want me to do something?” I ask, desperate to help settle them both.

Like what? I don’t fucking know, but again, I want to be there for her. To be more.

“No, thank you.” My shoulders slump. “I breastfeed!” she shouts back, and it takes a moment for my mind to compute her words.

Breastfeed?

As in? The milk comes from her tits .

Holy shit.

I choke on thin air.

This I must see, and it appears so does my fucking cock because it’s now back to full height at the thought of the milk leaking from her tit. My balls throb and the head of my cock releases a steady flow of glistening pre-cum.

Standing, I adjust myself, knowing damn well it’s not okay to be hard in the vicinity of a child. Then I throw open the bedroom door, and the moment my eyes latch onto the scene before me, I almost swallow my tongue.

Holy. Fuck.

I need a new contract.

One that keeps her tied to me forever.