The Enforcer’s Sin: Stolen By My Father’s Best Friend

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"Tell me, Cade. What are you going to forget about my daughter. My father ask again, looming in the garage doorway, hands casually folded across his chest.

I bite my lower lip, swallowing a lump in the process.

"Daddy, I...." I stutter, my brain short circuiting almost immediately after I start speaking.

Cade's hand is still on my chin, by the way. He doesn't retrieve it immediately. Rather, he takes his time with it, doing it so leisurely as though he couldn't care less if anyone thought we were doing something.

He looks into my eyes, fear is very absent.

"Now, Prez," Cade begins to speak, his voice a low gravel. "We all know that Lottie's been away for four years. Instead of trying to get acquainted with the club rules again, she was prowling around the bikes like a spoilt brat. I was just reminding her that the garage was off-limits to her until you said otherwise. After all, you don't want your princess to get dirty, do you?" He asks casually and my brows bunch up in shock.

What a liar!

"I was..."

"Lottie, were you doing that?" My father asks.

It's either I follow through with Cade's lie or tell him that I came to confront Cade about last night.

"I'm sorry, dad. I was just trying to tell Uncle Cade to teach me how to ride this Ducati. I really wanna learn." I fake pouted.

My father shakes his head, walking over to where I stand. He pulls my arm gently, pulling us both out of the garage until we're in a walkway that is very convenient to have a conversation.

I'm about to get disciplined.

"You need to be careful, Lottie." He begins.

"Dad, I..."

"Cade is my best friend, but he's been gone for as long as you were gone. He's heartbroken because he loved Mirabella so much. You should not be seen alone with him in broad daylight."

My eyebrows fly up in shock.

"Dad, there's nothing..."

"I know there's nothing going on, but I just want you to be careful. You're not a little girl anymore who plays around with all the bikers. You're gonna be a wife soon. If Alex behaves, we may give him a position in the club and that's gonna make you an old lady. A soon to be old lady should not be seen acting like a club rat. Act like you're going to become a Spencer soon. A wife and a mother to beautiful children, okay?" He asks and I nod.

His words sting so badly.

"But Dad, why aren't you talking to Uncle Cade this way? It wasn't only me in the garage. We were both there." I pout, throwing my arms across my chest.

I really am acting like a spoiled brat. Cade was not wrong.

"Well, I trust Cade with my life. I'm talking to you because you're back here now, and you're going to be seeing so many bikers coming in and out. You've always been adventurous Lottie, but you're going to be married soon. I need you to respect Alex. Alex is my boy."

"Okay, can I leave now?" I ask him, pissed at myself for letting him catch me.

"Do you really wanna learn how to ride a Ducati?" He asks me, a small smile plasters on his lips.

"Yes." I nod.

"Okay, darlin'. I'll make some arrangements soon. Go back to your room and wait for Alex. I don't want to see you outside when you're not needed." He instructs me and I smile.

"Yes, Prez." I bring my hand to my head, throwing a salute.

The action causes the both of us to laugh. My father genuinely laughs. It's the first time I've seen him do that in such a long time.

"I love you, Lottie."

"I love you too, dad." He pulls me in for a hug, kissing my forehead before he finally lets me go.

I retreat back into my room in the clubhouse, my head so hot and my blood boiling because what the f**k was that?

He didn't even blame Cade.

And Cade f*****g Vermont is a liar as well.

He spoke about how everyone thinks I'm such a good girl, but there's so many layers beneath the facade.

As much as I'd chose to be unalived than admit to my father that I went to confront his best friend about him watching my fiancé and I getting intimate last night, why didn't he just tell the truth?

Since I've been back, he's been acting so nonchalantly like the world could end and he wouldn't care. He could have easily told my father about it, but he lied.

That means....

That means that....

Fuck.

Lottie you can't be having such thoughts.

Heat immediately snakes down my p***y, and no amount of fingering myself would soothe it.

I want him.

I want his big hands doing the job.

He doesn't even have to do anything.

I don't mind him sitting on the rocking chair by the door while he watches me get off.

Fuck you, Lottie!

He says all those mean things about you, and you're still thinking about him in that respect?

Fuck you, Cade.

But before I completely delete the thoughts of you out of my mind, I need to use you to c*m.

I lay in bed, looking at the rocking chair next to the door and imagining he's the one there.

I take off my joggers and tank top swiftly, spreading my legs wide open before reaching for my phone.

I press play on a porn video that sits in my photos, my eyes glued to it while I rub my fingers against my c**t.

'You're such a hypocrite, Lottie.' I imagine him say.

'You want to forget me so bad, but I'm the only thing on your mind.' He teases, a smile playing on his lips.

"You're so hard to forget." I respond to no one in particular.

'Take that f*****g engagement ring off if you're gonna touch yourself to me. I don't need to know that you belong to someone else. Come on, Lottie.'

"f**k you, Cade." I moan, slipping two fingers into my p***y.

The wet sounds fill the room.

I shut my eyes, chasing my high while I imagine him giving me commands.

"I'm so close." I cry.

"f**k it, I'm gonna cum."

'Yeah, c*m for me, you little brat.' He teases.

My walls shatter completely as an orgasm takes control of me.

I'm panting heavily, my chest heaving as I watch the man c*m in the woman's face in the porn video.

"I want more." I mutter.

I shut my eyes and play with my c**t some more.

"Babe, it's been barely twelve hours since we did it. It seems like my d**k has got you hypnotized."

My eyes fly wide open and I see Alex standing in the doorway.