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I fling James against the wall and turn to Whitney's father, my entire body vibrating with the rage pulsing through me.
I catch Whitney flinch out of the corner of my eye, and that only serves to enrage me further. Why does she have the instinct to flinch? Has she been struck before?
A fresh wave of anger crashes over me.
"As of this moment on," my voice is deadly cold with my barely contained rage, "you arenother father. You failed to protect her, so now that's my job."
The man's cheeks billow out with the indignant sigh he huffs out. "Now, look here. I don't know who the hell you think you are, but Whitney knows what's expected of her."
I suddenly feel Whitney step up beside me. "This is the man I love," she tells her father.
I place my hand on the small of her back, my chest swelling with pride when I hear Whitney admit that she loves me.
Her father's eyes turn flinty as they rake over Whitney with disdain. "So, you're a whore just like your mother, eh?"
I'm on him faster than a flyon shit. I'm holding him pressed against the wall with a hand to his throat, his feet dangling off the ground.
"Never,everspeak to her that way again. In fact, you don't speak to her ever again, period. I'm her daddy now."
The man's eyes widen, and I smirk at him.
"Oh, that's right. You dropped the ball, so she's got a new daddy now, and I'm going to take care of her from now on."
I hear Whitney gasp and glance over at her. I'm half expecting her to be mortified by the things I'm saying to her father, but I see the flush on her face and the way her little chest is heaving up and down with her panting breaths.
My cock instantly hardens in my pants. Motherfucker, my girllikesme talking to her father this way. She likes me claiming her like this in front of everyone.
James throws his hands up in surrender as he tells Whitney's father. "I'm out, man. This isn't what I signed up for. You can keep her."
I growl at the insinuation that Whitney is something to be given away. One look at my face and the mayor's son hightails it out of the room like a dog with his tail between his legs.
There's a lingering silence in the room after James rushes out, and I can feel Whitney's gaze on me. I let go of her father's neck and drop him to the ground.
I wait until he stands up on his own two feet and follows suit behind James before I turn to her.
"You came for me" she whispers, her voice shaking.
I can't stay away from her any longer. I cross over to her in two long strides. "Of course I did. You're mine, and I'll always come when you need me."
"B-but how did you know? I was so scared, Jon..." her voice breaks.
I draw her into my arms and kiss her forehead. "Shh, it's okay, baby. Daddy's here now," I tell her, dropping a kiss on her nose.
She nuzzles into my chest, and I tighten my arms around her.
"You stood up for me," I note in wonderment, my throat tightening at the realization. I don't think anyone has ever done that before, but this girl...my precious girl.
I'm suddenly overcome with emotion and hug her tighter to me.
She'smine.
Now and forever.
I'm never letting her go.
Whitney finally seems to find her voice. "No. I stood up for both of us."
My heart melts at her words. "Yes, baby. You stood up for yourself too. You stood up for what you wanted to do, and I couldn't be prouder of you."
