πππππ πππ πππππ π πππππ to take shit from anybody. As calm and nonchalant as he was he most definitely didnβt take disrespect, most definitely not from his kids. He gave you the princess treatment, pampered you and your inner spoiled little girl and overall was a well mannered man.
He walked out the bed room, house shoes sounding against the marble flooring with his calm but heavy steps. A thick silver chain hanging around his neck. Silver wedding ring on his left ring finger, thick and bright. He smacked his teeth while tying on his durag. Making his way into the vast kitchen, to look at you and his two daughters.
As much as he loved his girls, it irked him to no end when all 3 of you started playing in the kitchen, he took a deep breath and crossed his arms over his shirtless chest. βFuck yβall doinβ in here now?β He questioned, eyeing you up and down.