my hot dad

Battle of freedom

Chapter 8(my hot dad)

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It was 6:00PM in the evening.That was when Dad arrived, I could hear his car horn. My Dad has seven cars of different brands, i could see his Mercedes Benz which he took out earlier that day, he pulled up into the garage and he slowly alighted the car. He was clothed in a cream colored Louis Vuitton two piece suit,  Fendi white inner on a Balmain black trouser, he slowly took off his shades as he took a foot out of the car, he fully alighted the car and shut the door.

My dad looks dope, no one needs to tell me my dad, Mr Alexander West, is very hot, hotter than a freshly baked pie, he is every woman's dream.He is tall and well built. with  ocean blue eyes, pink lips and jet black silky hair.

  I kept looking at him as he took off his suit, it was obvious he was sweaty cause i could see his muscles as his shirt stuck to his body as a result of sweat.

        As he stepped into the living room, he called out my name

"Michelle!!,daddy's back"he shouted as I ran to the sitting room.

"Ouch that was painful"I cried out.

"What was that?" Dad asked worriedly,

"i kinda slipped on the staircase,but luckily I didn't fall, i don't think my ankle is alright though" I said.

"Oh sorry about that, I'll call the doc to come check it" Dad said,

"Nevermind dad" i said,

"No! I insist" Dad said.

He picked up his phone and dialed the doctors number,they had a very long conversation.

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