Be Mine

5

Liam Blande.

Like this babysitter, she's not here. Your way, let's say unusual, doesn't even match the profile I expected. But the important thing here is my children and if Otília thinks she's better, so be it.

As long as they feel good about her, because for me, she has already been approved.

Don't find me unkind, I'm not about having any relationship with my employees, whether they are companies, factories, branches, or my mansions, I value ethics very much.

Besides, one thing I learned as a teenager was never getting involved with a woman who frequents the same place as you, the worst uncomfortable there is.

But there are extremely rare cases than the need to make an exception.

I mean, I'm a man and I know what I want, that girl in every possible way, until I decently satiate myself of all that tastes she has, a weekend should be enough to make her my own as it should be.

And for sure there were no problems, because I know I'm not and I'll never be the only one interested, after all I'm a freaking yummy, and on her part I know I'd collaborate as it should be.

Ready.

This I keep for when I get back from my trip.

I have to stay focused on my interest at the moment, I will open a new revolution in the business world, from which if I want I can well retire once and for all and continue in the ranking of the most cherished in the world, and I'm sure it will be so, after all I'm Liam Blande, f**k in business and because it matters.

•

I wake up, with my alarm clock ringing, I get up and take a shower, after that I treat my facial hygiene, trimming my beard, I take care of my hair.

I choose to wear a casual outfit for travel.

After dressing, I just put on my Rolex, take my belongings, and go down.

And no, I'm not vain, I just appreciate good hygiene and beautiful appearance.

I enter the dining room, and I find my children sitting at the table, talking about something that interested them.

Uniform, they don't even seem to give me headaches.

- Good morning! - I greet you, taking a touch of your hand with my children and kissing my daughter's forehead.

- Good morning, father! - they say, and I sit down.

- What's up? What were you talking about? - I question.

- Kendell is very cool! - Hugo pronounces.

- Did you like her? - I ask, just to confirm.

- And if we like it. - the Hector says.

- She combed my hair this morning, she's pretty cool, look at the hairstyle she made me daddy. - Kelly says lively showing me.

My princess doesn't even look like a terrorist.

- It's very beautiful. - I say it and she smiles excited, Daddy's little girl.

- She called us hot ones. - Hugo says bragging and I laughed.

- That's because you are my children. - I say and they smile.

- But, let's see, she's also a beautiful father. - Hugo says, and I smile agreeing. My son has eyes.

- What are you talking about? - Kelly asks.

- Nothing, my love, keep eating. - I say and she gets upset.

- I never know anything! - complains.

- Here the changed lunch boxes. - I hear her voice, even before she enters the breakfast room.

I already deduce from where it is with this behavior.

This can only be the universe wanting to distract my focus and f**k this daughter from the hood on this table.

The uniform she's wearing made my mast warn it's also seeing.

Holy s**t, that clothes in her, stay as if it were a s****l fantasy on her body.

He showed considerably his legs turned and partially his breasts.

That won't work!

•

Author's note:

Obscene thoughts are what are not lacking now, huh, let's hold our hearts to what is next...

Even if I were dead, I would stop loving Liam's vain and tasty.

Tell me, what did you think of Liam? What about Kendell?

What about the children?

I'm dying of love for all of them.