“Who is this?” I ask, trying to be as nonchalant as possible when I hit the loudspeaker button, and the chuckle fills the office. My dad and Kaden are both up on their feet and moving towards the desk.
“Oh, I’m hurt you don’t know who I am, little dove, but you will.” I look at dad and he is raging and so is Kaden.
“Little dove, oh please, if you are going to try to intimidate me, then come up with something original. Your game is off, so why don’t you tell me who you are?” I say, rolling my eyes, but inside I’m quaking.
He chuckles darkly, and I know who he is. I want him to confirm it. He is brazen to call here.
“Well, considering I should have been your daddy, I’m hurt. You know who I am, little dove, so did your momma. She was such a beautiful little thing. Pity she ran away. We co
