His Kitten

Chapter 74

Suddenly there's a loud knock on the door. I jump. "That's her." I whimper and tighten my grip around Tristan. "I doubt it's Bree. Why would she knock on the door?" Tristan asks.

I shrug and continue clinging onto him. He gets out his phone and pulls up the cameras. He angrily sighs "Justin you better get sober real fucking fast." He angrily says and Justin looks confused.

"What? Why?" He asks. "Because my father's here." He says and everyone's eyes go wide. "Shit, he's going to see me like this and call me bad names. He's going to think I'm a cry baby even more than he already does." I quietly say.

"It's ok Kitten. He won't think anything. I'm not sure why he's here, but he isn't alone. He has some of his men with him." Tristan explains. I gulp and tighten my grip around him even more.

Tristan rubs my back. His dad angrily bangs on the door. "Tristan open this door before I knock it down." His father angrily screams. Tristan sighs and gently pushes me off his lap. He grabs my hand. I walk behind him as he walks into the living room.

He opens the door. "Hello Father." He says and his dad smiles. "Hello, so where's my grand babies?" His dad asks. "Not here yet." Tristan says. His dad sighs. "That's a shame I wanted to see them." He says.

Tristan rolls his eyes "come in, I guess." He mumbles and his dad steps into the house. The two guys he has with him step in as well. His dad looks around and smiles. "This place is very nice."

"So where's the clingy little bit... I mean where's your lovely girlfriend." He says Tristan crosses his arms across his chest. "You can see her once you start respecting her." He angrily says.

His dad rolls his eyes "I'm trying." He angrily says. Tristan rolls his eyes. "Whatever everyone is at the bar." He says. "That's great I could use a drink." His dad says.

Tristan let's his dad and his men walk towards the bar before following him. "I am so sorry Kitten. He never shows up unannounced. I guess he wanted to see the babies really bad." He quietly explains.

"It's fine. It's a lot easier to protect them when they're inside me." I joke before giggling. "Do you feel any better?" Tristan asks obviously asking about the whole Bree thing.

"I'm a bit better. I'm just worried that she'll get me. I don't want me or the babies getting hurt." I quietly say and Tristan nods. "I know, but you have nothing to worry about. The only way she'll get you is if she pry's you from my dead body." He mumbles before wrapping his arms around me and kissing the side of my head.

"We should get some food in your belly then. But, for now we have to hang out with my father." He says as he leads me into the bar. I nod as he sits down on the recliner chair and pulls me onto his lap.

"Oh look the little clingy queen is clinging onto Tristan yet again." His father angrily says before taking a shot. "Actually I pulled her onto my lap. It's much easier to protect her this way." Tristan says before glaring at his father.

"You can't forget that she's the love of my life and the mother of my children. So of course I'll cuddle her and give her attention." He says and his dad rolls his eyes.

"Well my girlfriend doesn't act like her." He says and Tristan chuckles. "That's because she's only with you for your money. Kitten loves me for me. She could care less about my money." Tristan states and Justin bursts into laughter.

"Oh my god that is hilarious. You just got burned mr.SugarDaddy." Justin says which makes Tristan's father even angrier. "Would you shut the fuck up. I came here to see my grandkids. Obviously they're stubborn just like Tristan. And don't want to be born yet." He says.