AGE GAP STORY!!!
Beverly clover fawn, the definition of sweetness, the most precious girl as considered by her parents. but due to her father's business and busy schedule, he somewhere left his daughter behind.
that's when someone else grabbed he...
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{Beverly}
"Beverly" mumma calls and I quickly put my book away. Mumma waits for me downstairs, looking at me with a sad smile. I frown . Papa holds Gracy in his left hand and a piece of paper in the other .
He gives me a stern look. "Look what she did, bevi". The paper dad held in his hand was completely ruined. Gracy had peed on it.
"Gracy" I look at her with a serious expression. She meows and turns away. I sigh and move closer. Papa hands her to me and I sit her on my lap.
"Gracy, look what you did. Papa is so disappointed in you. So am I" she looks at me with sad eyes and jumps out of my lap.
Gracy waddles towards dad, her little legs almost gave up as she covered the distance. She tugs his pants and snuggles into his leg.
Dad let's out a sigh of relief and holds her up. "You're no more allowed in my office"
I giggle and hug dad quickly before picking Gracy up and going upstairs. As I was about to reach my floor, dad called my name.
"Yes dad?"
"Mr. Petrov will be here in a few minutes. Make sure to be nice to him. I know it's difficult for you to meet new people but just be respectful" I smile at him and nod.
"Okay dad" I say and walk back into my room. I lay Gracy in her bed as I go to take a shower.
A sigh of relief comes out of my mouth as the warm water comes in contact with my skin. I quickly squirt some strawberry body wash in my loofah and bathe.
Once I was done , I change into a pair of black sweatpants and a loose t-shirt which reaches my mid-thigh.
As I open the door of my room, I hear a very deep and masculine voice coming from downstairs. A strange yet known voice.
"Beverly, your dad is calling you downstairs" ms. Moore informs me. I quickly put some of gracy's food in her bowl and walk downstairs.
"Oh! There she is" dad points towards me to the man, who had his back against me.
He wore a tight fitted black shirt, through which his muscles were bulging. His broad back, his sleeves were rolled up and he had beautiful tattoos scattered around his arms. His veins were popping and the he turns.
Swoon . The most beautiful man , I've ever laid my eyes on. His eyes were the most gorgeous shade of green, his plump lips were pink, he had a proper cut beard. Mr. Petrov wore a diamond stud in his right ear.
