Tempting Frankie: An Ex-Boyfriend's Dad Romance by Wilde Havoc & Wilde H

Author:Wilde, Havoc & Wilde, H [Wilde, Havoc]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-05-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Alexander

I watch Francesca's retreating form, my blood boiling as I turn back to face my son. Cameron's smug face makes me want to throttle him, but I force myself to stay calm. We're still in public, after all.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snarl, keeping my voice low. “You want to act like a petulant child? Fine. But you do it in private, not in the middle of a goddamn five-star restaurant. Did I raise you to be this much of an embarrassment?”

Cameron's nostrils flare, his eyes flashing with hatred. “Oh, I'm the embarrassment? That's rich coming from the old pervert fucking his son's ex.”

I grab him by the collar, yanking him close. “Listen here, you little shit. If you have a problem with me or Francesca, you handle behind closed doors like a fucking man. Not by throwing a tantrum in public like some spoiled brat.”

Cameron tries to shrug me off, but I tighten my grip. His eyes, so like his mother's, are glassy with alcohol and resentment.

I can smell the whiskey on his breath as he sneers at me. “What's the matter, Dad? Afraid people will find out you're robbing the cradle? You were literally fingerfucking my girlfriend right here at the table. Real fucking classy, Dad.”

My grip tightens, and I have to resist the urge to slam him against the nearest wall. “Ex-girlfriend and grow the fuck up, Cameron. You're acting like a jealous teenager. Francesca is a grown woman who can make her own choices. And right now, she's choosing me.”

I release him with a shove, straightening my jacket. “Listen to me very carefully, son. You're a Steele. Start fucking acting like one. If you want to discuss this like adults, you know where to find me. But if you ever speak to Francesca like that again, I'll cut you off so fast your head will spin. Are we clear?”

Cameron's jaw clenches, but he nods stiffly. I turn to leave, but his voice stops me.

“She was mine first. Does she make you feel young again, Dad? Is that what this is about?”

I pause, considering my words carefully. “No, son. She makes me feel alive. Maybe if you weren't so busy being a selfish prick, you'd understand what that's like. She’s not an option. She’s not a maybe. She’s the only fucking thing I want, and I'm done pretending otherwise.”

Without another word, I stride out of the restaurant, leaving him to stew in his own bitterness. My mind is laser-focused on getting to Francesca and checking on her. Taking care of her because I know seeing my son, especially like that, has put her into a tailspin.

I slide into the back of the car, finding her curled up in the corner, her eyes bright with unshed tears. “Take us home,” I tell the driver before turning my attention to Francesca.

“Come here, little one,” I murmur, pulling her into my arms. She buries her face in my chest, and I stroke her hair, feeling the tension slowly leave her body.

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