Chapter 4

Ignazio’s POV

My jaws clenched tightly as the thoughts of all that happened in the restroom clouded my mind.

The lady that had her soft little mouth wrapped around my cock and drove me nuts was my late friend’s child? My daughter... the one I should be calling daughter and not kitten?

“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath, trying to tame the waves of guilt that flushed into me. What would she think of me? How would she see me as a father figure when she already has a taste of my cock and I already had a taste of her dreamy juice! Heck... I was losing my...