Eaton's POV

I tiptoed down to the basement, to eavesdrop on their conversation. I was a bit shocked when I stopped to listen to Kyle's story.

Same here Sir" My father conceded to his words.

"What's the occasion for the pancakes on the table?" I knew he was going to ask that question as he sliced a considerable amount of the pancakes. He gave it to the woman standing beside him.

"Well I had a whore coming today but it seems she's too busy so I ate the pancakes from both sides" my father lied, knowing that he was trying to.protect me, wondering what would happen if they both found...