Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad-Chapter 971 : More Than I Deserve

*Leo*

It took all of my willpower not to slam my car door shut angrily. I shoved my fingers into my hair, smoothing out the locks that were probably sticking out every which way from me trying to pull my hair from my scalp in frustration.

It took me hours to soothe out the contract that Darion almost completely fucked up. And all over some stupid poker games too. I still couldn’t believe that Al actually thought this kid would be able to take over for me. If I left now, the whole operation would crumble in mere days with this asshat attempting to lead.

My whole body felt heavy as I climbed the few steps leading up to the front door with difficulty. Guilt ate away at my stomach as I realized I had been so busy with work that I haven’t been home at a reasonable hour in over a week now. I hated that especially since Bianca was home without me to help her as she navigated this pregnancy.

The guilt nearly doubled when I pushed the door open to the compound and the smell of steak and potatoes wafted toward me. My mouth immediately watered as my stomach growled to remind me that I had skipped lunch. I followed my nose into the kitchen and smiled warmly at what I saw.

The little dining table was decorated with roses and candles. A large steak sat in the middle along with a bowl of fresh salad and another plate covered in perfectly roasted potatoes.

As excited as I was for this delicious meal, nothing could have compared to the moment my eyes met Bianca’s, who was standing beside the table in a pretty dark pink dress.

She was as pretty as a picture and I had to rewrap my head around the fact that she was mine.

I dropped my bag and quickly closed the gap between us, taking her in my arms so I could kiss her deeply.

“What could I have possibly done to deserve this special surprise?” I asked huskily once I pulled away. I tenderly brushed some of her long hair away from her face so I had a clear view of her gorgeous round eyes. “I would say nothing since I’ve been leaving you alone most of the time.”

Bianca was so angelic when she looked up at me with adoration. It made me want to kiss her again but I held back to allow her to respond. I wasn’t disappointed when she wrapped her arms around my back, bringing herself even closer to me.

“Of course you deserve this,” she said, sounding slightly offended. “You’ve been working so hard lately juggling both the new real estate business on top of the operation. It’s the least I could do.”

My heart soared and this time, I couldn’t resist kissing her fiercely. “You are a goddess,” I said, pressing another one to her forehead. “I wouldn’t want the delicious food you made to get cold so let’s eat. It smells amazing!”

We sat down together and Bianca graciously cut me a huge slab of steak, which I immediately dug into. I was grateful that she seemed to have a decent appetite as well. She ate much more than she had been lately since the morning sickness hit her particularly hard. Now that she was nearing her second trimester, she wasn’t falling ill as much.

“Everything is delicious,” I complimented her once I had stuffed my face a few times. I smirked at her. “I’m going to have to start going to the gym more often if you’re going to continue to spoil me this way.”

Bianca beamed at me and then winked. “Oh, I bet you are a spectacle at the gym.” Her eyes became heated as she looked at me.

“Perhaps we’ll have to go together so that you can see for yourself,” I said mischievously. I frowned then. “Although, I don’t know how I would feel about you parading around in tight yoga pants in front of other people.”

Bianca rolled her eyes. I was also grateful that she was growing used to how protective I could be of her. The changes we made in terms of her protection were difficult for me. I understood that she wanted her freedom and I was willing to compromise with her as long as I could still ensure her safety.

What I wasn’t willing to compromise on was her safety.

I hummed and gave her a teasing look. “Maybe I should just train at home,” I said thoughtfully. “That way, I could keep you here to myself.”

I expected her to scold me for trying to keep her inside even more but she just wiggled her eyebrows at me. “Are you saying that you’d like to be my personal trainer?” she asked, her voice dropping a sexy octave.

“Oh, I’m saying that I’m the only one who is allowed to train you,” I informed her coolly.

“Is that so?” she asked but I could tell by the way one corner of her lips turned up that she wasn’t offended by my words. I watched her intently as she stood up from her dining room chair and walked around the table sensually to stand in front of me. “And what makes you think you could stop me if I wanted a different trainer?”

I looked up at her, already growing hard just from her close proximity. She was irresistible with her long wavy hair and her endless eyes. From my spot sitting before her, I could make out every delectable curve of her body from her firm but soft breasts to the swell of her full hips.

I reached out and snagged her thin wrist, yanking her so that she had no choice but to fall in my lap. I caged her in with my arms, noting how the pregnancy just made her body that much more full and that much more gorgeous.

I ran my hands up and down her body, pressing my lips into the crook of her neck. “Leo!” she snapped, putting her hands against my chest and starting to push me away. She giggled. “That tickles, stop!”

I smirked against her smooth skin, pressing another kiss to her collarbone. She squealed and started to wiggle but I held onto her small body easily.

“Who is the only one allowed to be your personal trainer?” I demanded, my fingers skimming up and down her sides, causing her to laugh even harder.

She might have been in a compromised position but my stubborn fiancee wasn’t going to give in. “Anyone I want!” she snapped at me, struggling madly.

I lowered my voice dramatically. “Wrong answer,” I purred.

She stiffened and then started to shriek with laughter as I started to press quick and featherlight kisses all over the side of her neck. I squeezed her body to me, being mindful of the small but defined bump between her hips. I was just growing harder as I thought about the fact that she was carrying my baby, that I had put a baby deep inside of her.

I didn’t go easy on her as I tickled her mercilessly, not just kissing her neck but trailing my fingers up and down her sides as well. I didn’t want her to get too worked up so I stopped after another thirty seconds or so. I kissed her hair when she collapsed against my chest.

We were both breathing heavily from the exertion and I found myself stroking Bianca’s thigh through her thin dress. She inhaled sharply before raising her head so she could kiss me fervently.

It was clear that we were both set on getting lost in this kiss. I held Bianca tightly to me, holding onto her hips as she leaned into me. Her hands rose so she could tangle her fingers into my hair.

I was just creeping my hand up the hem of Bianca’s short skirt when the front door slammed open.

Bianca and I jumped apart and I was about to shove her behind me when I saw it was just Darion. He was clearly drunk out of his mind, a college girl wrapped up in his arms. They were both moaning loudly as they made out in the doorway. Without looking at us, Darion kicked the door shut with his foot and started to corral the young blonde further into the house.

Bianca was blushing bright red, covering herself up with her arms and adjusting the top of her dress which had come down to reveal her breasts. She looked mortified even though Darion and the random girl he brought home weren’t paying us any mind.

Darion glanced at us briefly but didn’t seem to care at all that we were there which just caused Bianca to flush more deeply. My young protegee just led the girl up the stairs and to his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

I shook my head in disgust at Darion’s actions before turning to Bianca. “I’m really sorry about that,” I said, reaching for her.

“It’s fine,” Bianca said, swallowing with her eyes downcast. “Sorry, Leo. I think I’m just gonna head up to bed now. That made me really uncomfortable.”

I nodded, feeling awful at the turn of events but I understood. I wasn’t really in the mood to continue either. I watched Bianca hurry up the stairs before I ran an angry hand through my hair and went to the fridge to grab a beer. If I didn’t calm down, I was going to throw Darion’s door open and pummel him into the floor.

I must have sat there for about an hour when the young blonde stomped her way down the stairs in a huff. She didn’t even spare me a glance as she tightened her jacket protectively around her body before throwing the front door open and leaving.

I blinked at the front door in bewilderment for a moment before another set of footsteps descended the stairs. Darion looked at me with that same bored expression on his face, despite the fact that he was shirtless and had clearly gotten dumped.

My temper flared and I pushed my beer aside and stood so I could tower over the kid, even though I was only a couple inches taller than him. “Why are you here if all you’re going to do is fool around?” I demanded.

It was abundantly clear to me that Darion didn’t have an ounce of responsibility in him despite the fact that he had the skill set and the brains to carry on as don. It was also clear from his expression that he was just in it for the money and for the power.

It disgusted me.

Darion just scoffed at me and actually rolled his eyes before turning and returning to his room. “I’m going to bed,” he announced without looking at me.

I glared after him before tossing my beer bottle roughly into the garbage, vowing that I was going to force Darion to see just what this position entails, even if I had to do it the hard way.