Chapter 48

Chapter 0048 Gavin’s POV “I picked up the pink gems you requested,” Beta Taylor said as I walked into the villa. He held out a long black case to me and I took it without hesitation. I opened it and smiled at the pretty string of pink gems. This would look great on the mirror in Irene’s new car. She was going to love this.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was turning into late evening. I was home earlier than usual; even Adam took notice of my presence, but he wouldn’t dare ask me about it since I ordered that he doesn’t speak in my presence until I say otherwise.

Irene was most likely out with Ethan at this hour and Matt was probably finishing up with his tutoring session.

“Was there anything else you needed before I head home?” Taylor asked, glancing at his wristwatch.

“No, have a good night,” I said to my long–time friend and Beta.

Taylor grinned as he turned towards the door.

“Yeah, you too,” he said, his tone suggestive. I rolled my eyes and watched as he left the villa.

Shaking my head, I turned towards the stairway and took the stairs two at a time. There was no S in waiting for Irene to show up because if she was with Ethan, she probably wouldn’t be returning tonight. She’s been spending most of her nights at Ethan’s house; sometimes he stays the night here and I pretend that I don’t know about it.

I walked to her room, and I grabbed the doorknob; I’ll put this gift on her pillow for when she returns. She wanted something special for her new car and I got her the perfect thing. I couldn’t wait for her to see this gift, but for now, I would have to be a little patient.

I pushed the door open and that’s when the strong scent of lavender and vanilla hit my senses. I completely froze when my eyes found a very startled Judy staring back at me. Then, my eyes lowered, and I was greeted with two very bodacious sets of breasts that made my wolf immediately growl with need.

Her gasp and shriek hadn’t broken me out of my trance just yet, but when she used a shirt to cover her body, I blinked a few times and lifted my gaze to meet hers.

“What the hell are you doing in my daughter’s room?” I asked her, my voice coming out harder than I meant it.

She wasn’t supposed to be on the second floor where our personal bedrooms and bathrooms were. That was one of the rules we instated when she started working as Matt’s tutor.

‘Do you always barge into your daughters‘ room without knocking?” She countered, her voice not wavering My eyes darkened as I glared at her and just when I was about to answer, Irene poked her head out from around me and frowned at me.

“Dad?” She asked. “Why are you home so early?”

I glared at her, my eyes narrowed.

“Why are you home at all?” I asked her. “I thought you’d be out with Ethan ”

She shrugged.

“He had a meeting today and I had some time to kill. So, I hang out with Judy.”

“You... hung out... with Judy?” I asked her slowly, enunciating each word carefully so I could be sure I heard her correctly.

Chapter 0048 She smiled at me and nodded.

“Matt likes her, and I had to admit that I was curious about her,” she told me. “So, yes. We were hanging out.”

1 “This is fun and all, but do you think I can get some privacy?” Judy asked, turning her back towards us so we were no longer in view of her incredibly full breasts.

“Oh, Goddess!” Irene gasped, finally noticing that Judy was completely shirtless and braless.

Why the hell was she braless?

“Dad, were you spying on Judy while she was getting dressed?” Irene asked, swatting at my arm but yelping in pain when her hand connected with pure muscle. “Ouch!”

“I wasn’t spying on her,” I said through my teeth.

Judy pulled the shirt on and turned to face us. The shirt had deep V cut that left no mystery of what lay underneath; it was also short and rested just under her belly button. The skirt she wore matched in color and rested at her hips, hugging her every curve perfectly. I recognized the outfit as Irene’s because she had worn it in the past.

Irene was Judy’s age, so her clothes were youthful. It made udy look even more youthful as she wore her clothing. Her legs were slender and smooth; my fingers twitched, wanting to touch them.

“Then what exactly were you doing in my room?” Irene asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

I lifted the black box for her to see.

“I was leaving this on your bed. I got it for your new car,” I told her, handing her the box.