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He eyes me skeptically for a moment. “How did you find out about her?”

I pin him with a board look. “Jackson Rathborne wasn’t the smartest choice. You don’t think I’ve had eyes on him for years?”

His eyes narrow. “I won’t allow your filth near her, you come back you best be done with that sissy boy.” Anger burns through my veins, making me shove my hands into my pockets so he can’t them clenched into fists at the way he speaks about Crue.

“Let me break it down for you, old man. My cock is still covered with the come of the bitch I was fucking back at the hotel, want a whiff?” His face scrunched in disgust.

“You try anything, Saint, and I’ll have your ass arrested and my company back from you within a day, got it?” I nod stiffly, he isn’t lying. The fucking cunt would love to see me rotting behind bars so he has an excuse as to why I can’t run the company and he can inherit my mother’s fortune without me.

“You have my word, I just want to meet my daughter.”

* * *

I sit here in the rocking chair next to the window with her wrapped in my arms. She’s so tiny. She’s perfect. The moment he led me to her room and unlocked the door, I shoved his ass aside and went straight to her. I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing but she doesn’t seem to mind me just holding her—she’s real and she’s mine. I’ve been sitting here for hours, the sun is cresting the horizon now. I’ve seen at least half a dozen armed men walk past the open doorway and I know without a doubt I made the right decision. Devon would have used my daughter against me if we had of snuck in.

“Excuse me.” I snap my gaze to the doorway and tighten my hold slightly on my daughter as I look over at the old woman who stands there wearing… Fuck’s sake, she’s dressed in an actual maid’s uniform. “It’s time for her bottle and bottom change.” She takes one step toward me and that’s when I snap.

“I’ll do it. Bring me the shit and I’ll do it myself.” She frowns and pinches her lips to the side, but nods and leaves to get me what I want. I stare back down at my girl and smile, her little eyes are open and she yawns up at me. “Good morning, beautiful princess.” She starts to stretch in my hold and I laugh, this is the first time she has woken up since I got here. “I’m your daddy,” I whisper past the lump in my throat. Tears cloud my vision as she smiles up at me. She has Katie’s eyes. She’s fucking perfect. “I’m going to make sure you never wonder your worth or if you’re loved because, princess, you already own my whole heart.”

“Here you go.” The maid returns with a bottle which she hands me. I go to give her the bottle the maid stops me. “You need to cradle her against your chest and tilt her slightly so she isn’t lying flat.” I do as she says and try again but my girl doesn’t seem to like the bottle. “Oh dear.” I cut my gaze to her.

“What?”

She frowns as she looks down at my girl. “Mr. Morgan has tried to transition her onto formula but she doesn’t seem to be taking to it well.” Anger soars through me, that fucking cunt.

“I’ll get her to drink her milk,” I grit out. The maid stays until Adalyn finally latches onto the bottle. She points out where the diapers and wipes are before she leaves. She has a really fucking cool accent. She had no idea what the hell I was saying when I asked for the Pampers, I’ve learned they are callednappieshere in New Zealand. I pull my phone and ignore the calls and texts from the others as I YouTube how to change a baby. This is a fucking first for me so I want to make sure I do it right. After burping and changing my girl’s bum I return to the rocking chair and hold her against my chest as I rock us back and forth. The moment my phone vibrates in my pocket I sigh. I pull it out careful not to wake my baby, it’s Beckett.

Fuck it. “What do you want, Beck?” I hiss quietly.

“Don’t you dare hang up.” I tense at the sound of Crue’s voice, a minute of silence passes before he finally speaks. “I know you can’t talk because he’ll have that place bugged. I’m fucking livid, Saint, I’m going to fucking beat the shit out of you for this stunt.” I take a shuddering breath.

“Get to the point,” I say angrily.

“Fake being angry all you want, dick face, you may have Darius and Beckett convinced you’re a worthless piece of shit but not me and Katie. I know why you did it…”

“Stop—”

“No. You fucking listen to me, asshole. I had to take everything you threw at me so you can—-”

“Don’t call again,” I grit out just as my girl begins to cry and I end the call. I rock her back and forth and tap her little bottom as I look around and whisper low enough for only her to hear. “Your other daddy is angry with me, soon you will get to meet him and your mommy.”

“Saint.” I dart my gaze to the doorway to see my father standing there, he looks to Adalyn and the moment I see his lip curl in disgust I tighten my hold on my daughter. “Get rid of her and meet me in the living room.”

“She stays with me,” I grit out. His eyes narrow in warning but I won’t budge. I don’t trust this cunt not to hurt her to get at me.

“Bring it then.” Son of a bitch, I’m going to enjoy watching this fucker get torn down a peg or ten when I’m through with him. I follow after him, not missing the guards he has stationed around the house. Paranoid motherfucker. I sit in the chair furthest away from him. He drops a folder on the coffee table in the middle of the room, making a loud smacking noise that has Adalyn screaming in fright. I’m on my feet and rocking her and trying to soothe her. “Shut it up.” I pin him with a hard look.

“You can come at me any time you like, but you don’t ever come for my fucking daughter, Devon. I’ll burn the fucking wineries if you push me on this. Sign her over to me and I’ll give you what you want.”

“Nice try, you take my company out of your trust and list me as your partner, then when you turn twenty-one you state that I take over everything and you walk away with nothing.”

“Done.” His eyes narrow.

“You try anything—-”

“I don’t fucking need it Devon, keep your pathetic company, take mom’s shit, I don’t care. I just want my daughter.”

“Yeah, that’s not gonna work for me.” Dread starts to pool inside me. “You don’t get her until after the court case.”

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