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I slump into the pool chair while he roars in my ear. “You’re out of your fucking mind if you think I’m going to let you marry my baby girl.”
It took a few weeks to find someone who even knew Salvato was hiding daughters in his penthouse. Then a few more to find the right price to convince a housekeeper to cough up the information on the girls. The innocent-looking Snow White is the perfect princess to play the part of my sweet little wife, just like my attorney wanted to help improve my perverted brothel pimp image. The fact that she’s young and hopefully inexperienced is just a nice bonus.
“Didn’t your baby girl just turn eighteen? I thought it was kind of me to send the save the date notices out after she legally became an adult.”
Flynn takes a seat in the chair next to me with a heavy exhale, making it clear he’s not leaving until I hand over some cash. The little bastard needs to get over himself. This is the call I’ve been waiting months for.
“How did you…you’re not getting anywhere near Sophie!” Oh, he’s definitely pissed that I not only know her name but also her birthday. Now he knows he’s got a rat on his property who has been squealing all his secrets to me.
“You’ve been lying to me for months, Salvato. Months! Madison ran away last summer, and you can’t find her, can you?”
“I’ve got people in every state looking for her. I’m sure Madison will turn up soon. You just need to be patient a little longer.”
I loathe people giving me orders more than anything else in this world.
“Fuck you, Salvato. I told you last summer that you had six months to set the engagement dinner and you ignored me. Consider these extra four months of peace between us my wedding present to you. But don’t you fucking dare confuse my continued patience as weakness. I’m tired of waiting. Time’s up. You have two other daughters for me to marry. I chose Sophie.”
“That’s not going to happen.”
“It is. Sophie will marry me on June first, or I’ll share your secret.”
There’s a long pause, then he says, “What secret?”
“That Madison is out in the big, wide world, alone and vulnerable. It would be a shame if someone who hates you found her first, wouldn’t it?”
“You son of a bitch!”
With the trial date approaching at the end of the year, Warwick is even more insistent that I need to start playing the role of a doting husband with a young new wife, so that maybe the jury won’t rape me for all I’m worth.
“Shall I go send out a press release to the media so it’ll make the ten o’clock news? I have Madison’s photo ready to go,” I threaten him.
“Don’t you dare,” he seethes.
“Do we have a deal or not, Salvato?”
A growl of frustration is his initial response. “Why Sophie?”
“Why not Sophie?”
“Cass is older. She’s a beautiful girl–”
“I don’t want the redhead.”
“Who the fuck told you about them?” he snaps, furious that I know so much about his girls.
“My sources are confidential,” I reply. “Now, I want to meet my bride tomorrow night. Are you going to let me see her, or do you want to put your oldest daughter in danger?”
Just because the girl looked gorgeous in the photos and videos I’ve been getting regularly from one of the housekeepers for five months, I’ve still been desperate to see her face-to-face. I’ve had eyes on the Salvato’s casino the entire time, ready to approach her at a moment’s notice, but she hasn’t ever been spotted leaving.
“I’m not going to force Sophie to marry you,” he warns me.
“No? While I do usually enjoy gags and handcuffs, they would likely ruin the wedding photos. It certainly wouldn’t be appropriate to show off those pictures to the grandkids,” I remark.
Hopefully, if I make light about my kinks, Salvato will think I’m being sarcastic and won’t take the rumors seriously. And as for the idea of grandkids, starting a family, well, ever since I saw the photo of Snow White with mile-long legs running around in her short tennis skirt, I’ve had a growing desire to see her pussy overflowing with my cum. I want my seed dripping and sticky on the insides of her thighs because she’s tied to my bed, and I refuse to let her remove a drop of it. “Give me ten minutes alone with Sophie and then it’s her choice.” My voice is noticeably deeper after those dirty thoughts. I’ll do whatever it takes in those ten minutes to get a yes out of Snow White.
“You’ll give up and walk away if Sophie says no?”
“She won’t say no.”
