Daddy’s Holiday Baby Read online S.E. Law (The Boyfriend Diaries #5)

Categories Genre: Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Boyfriend Diaries Series by S.E. Law
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Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22965 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
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Fortunately, George looks bored. He watches me with still, flat eyes while tapping one finger on his clipboard. Goodness, am I not doing this right? Am I going to catch a reputation as a poor performer?

But as I try to smile again, suddenly the portly producer springs into action. One minute he’s sitting in his chair, and the next he’s rocketed towards me and planted his lips on mine. It’s disgusting. His lips are cold and fishy, and there’s a smell of ripe cheese emanating from his clothes.

“Mmmph!” I scream low in my throat. “Mmmph!”

But George is slobbering all over my face as his hands crawl up and down my curves.

“How bad do you want this part?” he wheezes. “Tell Daddy how much.”

To my horror, I feel a slimy paw on my left breast, and he then pinches my nipple hard. I scream in agony.

“Mmmph!” I shriek in pain. “Ummmmph!”

But it’s useless because the door’s locked, and the walls are soundproof in this practice room. No one’s going to come to my rescue as I’m assaulted by this sleazebag. Tears spring to my eyes and I want to breakdown and cry. I’d been living the life of my dreams, but it was too good to be true because there are no happily ever afters. There are no Prince Charmings riding in on white steeds. Now cold-hearted reality has come for me, and I’m going to pay the price.

10

Blake

I burst into the room, the door swinging wildly behind me. What the fuck? George Fellows has his hands on my beautiful girl, and she’s literally crying and screaming as she tries to fend him off.

“Come on,” George moans ecstatically, as his hands paw at Cindy’s curves. “Tell Daddy how much you want that role.”

But my woman has morals. She’s fighting like the devil against him, but Cindy is simply too small to make a difference against his overweight mass. Tears are rolling down her cheeks, and the muffled sounds of agony emanating from her mouth are horrifying to hear.

I come unhinged. Everything in my vision goes red and spittle flies from my mouth as I lunge at the portly man.

“What the FUCK?” I roar. “Get your fucking hands off my woman!”

I tear him off Cindy so roughly that he falls to the floor and then bounces. His cheeks are red from exertion and his eyes surprised as he looks up at my huge form looming over him.

“Mr. Reynolds,” he gasps. “Oh my god, I had no idea! Why are you here? This is such a surprise and –”

But there’s no time for apologies because I deliver a swift kick to his ass, literally. The portly man was turned sideways as he sat on the floor, and my black boot flew out and delivered a smacking kick to that ovoid moon. Unfortunately, George is so portly that even my furious blow is only able to move him a few inches on the floor, although he immediately grabs his ass with both hands and starts crying.

“Why did you do that?” he sobs. “Oh my gosh, what is your problem? She’s just another wannabe actress who wants to make it big. This is normal for the industry. You think other producers don’t do this? Hell, Benny Gorges over at the Nederlander fucking makes videos when he does this!”

Rage turns my vision even more scarlet.

“You asshole bucket of shit!” I shout. “You’re part of a fraternity that harasses women as part and parcel of what you do. What the hell is wrong with you? Haven’t you been following the #MeToo movement?”

He sobs, his face puffy and red even while rubbing his sore ass.

“I have, but I’m not like that! I mean, casting couch harassment isn’t a big deal. Hell, even some A list actresses have put themselves out there in order to get some of the best roles. If they’re willing, then what’s the problem?”

I glower at him, towering over his pudgy form.

“Fuck that. Things are different these days. The world has changed, you loser, don’t you get it? No one’s going to put up with that stuff, and especially not during a production that I’m financing!”

A gasp sounds out from the corner, and I turn to see Cindy standing there, as white as a sheet.

“Sweetheart, I didn’t want you to find out this way, but it’s true. I’m one of the producers behind RazzMaTazzle, and that means that I call the shots around here. You’re fired,” I spit at George. “Get out of my sight.”

With tears pouring down his face, he scrambles awkwardly to his feet before stumbling for the door.

“Get lost,” I hiss for good measure. “And don’t ever come back.”

The portly man lets out a little scream and runs as fast as he can down the hallway, still gripping his sore ass. Good. He deserves even worse than that for laying a hand on my girl.


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