Single TV Dad: Billionaire Romance... Naughty Angel Style by Alexis Angel

Author:Alexis Angel [Angel, Alexis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Naughty Angel Publishing
Published: 2017-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

Clarise

Three months.

It’s funny how time flies, isn’t it? And it seems that the clocks have sped up the moment Connor came to live with us. But not all is perfect with the world. To start with, it’s been three months since that moment we shared at the church. Three months! And we haven’t been together since then (now, I don’t need to explain to you what I mean by together, do I?).

In a way, I don’t want to push him too hard. Our family needs him more than anything, especially now that my brother seems hell bent on ruining it, and so I can’t afford to push him away. But, Jesus, it’s hard to do! Every time I see him, I just want to push him down onto the floor and ride him straight into oblivion.

Okay, I gotta focus right now. I’ve got stuff to do, and I’ve already spent too much time daydreaming.

“Argh,” I sigh, rubbing my eyes with my fingers before I dive into my books again. Damn, I’m so tired!

I’ve spent the whole day in the family library, and I’ve gone through so many books that I’ve already lost count. Since my father decided to move our focus into shipping, I’ve been trying to learn more about it. After all, if I want a shot at defeating Earl, I have to be prepared.

But it isn’t easy; changing our business focus means that I have to study a whole new industry from the ground up. To make matters worse, I have my brother breathing down my neck all the time, which kinda makes me feel as if I’m on a race against the clock. Not to mention the fact that Connor’s on my mind all the time… Those two times we were together really messed me up and, even though a quarter of a year has passed, I still can’t stop obsessing about him.

“Look at her… from party-girl to bookworm.”

I turn around on my seat and there he is, leaning against the library doorway with a flask in his right hand. His hair is slightly disheveled, and the tie around his neck has been loosened. It seems that my lovely brother got an early start today.

“Go get drunk somewhere else, Earl,” I tell him offhandedly, returning my attention to the book I’m reading. I try to focus on the words in front of me, but it’s hard to do that when Earl’s strong whisky breath seems to be gripping me by the throat.

“Why? It’s not like you’re doing anything important. You’re wasting your time, you know?” he continues, taking the flask to his lips and drinking heartily.

“Seriously, Earl. Get the fuck out of my sight or --”

“Or what? You’ll slap me again?”

“No, this time I’ll rip your head off, and then I’ll play soccer with it,” I hiss and, even though my words seem kind of an exaggeration, I really mean them. There’s a beautiful sword hanging over my father’s office door, and the blade looks very sharp…

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