𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐍 | 18+

11: 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫

I was pissed...

Not even, I was fucking livid.

Saude walked in here with a fucking grin on his face with my girl on his arm. I expected Carlo to pull something this low but out of all, Saude.

"Daddy?" I heard Esme's soft voice call for me.

"Yes calabaza?" I answered feeling my tensed muscles relax as Esme's tiny hand touched my arm.

"Why are you staring at Addy and Uncle Saude like that?" She quirked up one of her faint eyebrows and looked between me, Adaline, and Saude.

"Oh, I'm sorry, calabaza. I was just thinking." I told her taking her hand and kissing her tiny fingers making her giggle.

"Ah," Selene said in a warning voice towards Esme. "No playing at the table."

I rolled my eyes and turned Esme back towards me. "Ignora a tu madre, es una idiota."
{Translation: Ignore your mother, she's an asshole}

Esme grins a toothy grin. "Idiota?" She repeats making me chuckle and pat her head.

Adaline giggled slightly earning a small glare from Selene. "No le enseñes malas palabras, Lorenzo. Ella es una niña." She stabs the steak and bites into it, all while keeping a graceful composure.
{Translation: Don't teach her bad words, Lorenzo. She's a child}

"Podría enseñarte algunas cosas bebé." I retorted earning a scoff back.
{Translation: I could teach you a few things, baby}

She sets her fork and knife down before guiding her hand towards the filled wine glass. She takes a small sip, pulling away her lips are coated with the dark wine color and I have the urge to kiss the fuck out of her.

"¿Por qué no le enseña a su esposa cómo ser una mejor madre? Entonces no lo necesitarás, ¿no?" She spoke so fast I could barely keep up. Her accent was notable and sexy as her lips spoke the fast feign language.
{Translation: Why don't you teach your wife how to be a better mother? Then you won't be needing me, yes?}

"ENOUGH WITH THE SPANISH BULLSHIT!" Selene yells interrupting our intense conversation. Esme flitches and grabs onto my arm in which I hold her hand protectively.

My eye catches Saude's hand sliding onto her thigh while he's smirking at her. His hand moves further until it sitting right near her core, she suddenly gasps. My jaw tenses as I watched her tense before relaxing, Saude's hand is slowly making movement under the table. You've got to be fucking kidding me.

"So brother can you explain why Selene is still here?" He asked nonchalantly as if he's not fingering her in front of me. She bites her lips, raising a shaky hand to grab the wine glass.

I look away and clear my throat. "Well..." I scratch the back of my neck unsure of my answer. So I go with; "To be honest, I don't even fucking know."

"Daddy!" Esme gasps covering her mouth and sticking a finger up to mine. "Bad word daddy!"

I peck her finger a few times before smiling down at my little world. Her hair in little curly pigtails down by myself. She was dressed in a pink ruffled dress with matching shoes. She looked absolutely adorable. "I'm sorry calabaza. Daddy did say a bad word, didn't he?"

She nods her head, her hair bouncing with her. "When I say bad words, mommy washes my mouth out wi-"

"Adaline!" Selene abruptly says clasping her hands together in front of her. "I wanted to let you know now that I'm back, we don't ne-"

Furrowing my brows, I look up at Selene before looking down at Esme who is happily sipping on her apple juice out of her Moana sippy cup.

"No," I say interrupting Selene. "What we're you about to say, baby?"