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Ethan scoffed again. “I’ve been in this game longer than you have.”
Before the man could respond, Ethan’s phone went off.
Margery’s ringtone.
“Looks like my girl just spared you a lot of torture.”
The guy relaxed on the ground and looked relieved. Ethan chuckled. Before the man could do anything, Ethan took his gun out and shot him between the eyes.
“No warning?” Ren chuckled.
“He didn’t deserve one.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
MARGERY
Daddy had walked into the house with blood spattered all over his face. He quickly gave her a kiss on the lips before walking up the stairs to their room. Probably to take a shower.
She didn’t know what to think about him walking through the house covered in blood. Disgust? Arousal?
“How are you feeling, Marg?” Uncle Clinton asked.
She looked away from the stairs and back at Clinton. They were supposed to be playing Go Fish, but as Daddy walked in, she got distracted.
“Uhh, sorry. What number were you asking for?”
Margery felt bad. She was the one who had wanted to play this game, and yet she wasn’t playing right now. Her mind was on Daddy, and she couldn’t get it off.
Not when he walked in, dripping in someone else’s blood.
Margery clenched her thighs together. She shouldn’t be turned on right now, but she was. Margery knew who he hadkilled. The leader of the group who had threatened to come after her.
Daddy had once again killed for her.
“Why don’t you go up and check on your Daddy?” Uncle Clinton suggested.
“I’m really sorry,” she whispered. She didn’t let go of her cards, though. “We can continue to play.”
He waved his free hand in the air. “It’s okay. You go hang out with your Daddy. Make sure he’s okay. I’ll go.”
“I’m really sorry, Uncle Clinton.”
“Margery, there is no need to be sorry. Go. I’ll see myself out.”
Both of them stood, and she quickly gave Uncle Clinton a hug before walking up the stairs. She so badly wanted to run up them, but she knew Uncle Clinton would rat her out, and she didn’t want to get into trouble. Not when she had a plan.
Quietly, she walked into the bedroom and heard the shower on. Perfect. Margery started to strip out of her clothes as she walked toward the bathroom. There was no stopping her now. But as she was pulling her pants off, her leg got caught, and she went toppling over.
Strong arms wrapped around her. “Wow, careful, Little one.”
Margery turned her head and found Daddy holding her. “Hi, Daddy.”
“What are you doing?”
“I thought you were in the shower.” Her cheeks filled with color.
“I was about to get in. What areyou doing?”
