The Hustler's Daughter {DC Bookdiva Publications} by Pinky Dior Read Free Book Online Page B

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     “Good
morning Daddy.” Mercedes greeted her father. He lifted his head up from the
newspaper and pushed it aside, giving his daughter his undivided attention.
       “Good
morning Baby Girl,” he smiled and responded. She was definitely a “Daddy’s
Girl”. Mercedes moved closer towards his table.
    “What’s
up?” Her father asked, knowing the look in her eyes when she needed or wanted
something.
       “Daddy
you know you how you want me to go to private school?” Mercedes asked. He
nodded his head knowing what she was here for, Mercedes nervously bit down on
her bottom lip as she continued to speak.
     “And…I
really want to go to a regular school Daddy. And plus it’s closer to the house
instead of in Manhattan.” Mercedes exaggerated because Manhattan was also close
to their home in Long Island.
    “Daddy
I don’t want to go to that private school, I want to stay close to home …where
my heart is…where the Carter family heart is.”
    Mercedes
used her eyes as a way of manipulating her father to get what she wanted. She
had him right where she wanted him. Don let out a deep sigh and folded his
hands together and placed them on the desk, reclining in his chair.
       “You
know I want the best for you Mercedes right?” Don said considering what she
said. He loved her and would do whatever she asked.
    Mercedes
nodded her head up and down excitedly. Deep down she knew that’s all her father
ever wanted for her, nothing less.
     “I’ll
let you go to the school of your choice, but under one condition.” Don spoke in
a demanding tone as he pointed his finger. Her eyes bulged with fear, hoping he
didn’t ask her to do something that she was unprepared for.
    “Under
what condition Daddy?” she asked inquisitively, as she nervously tapped her
foot on the ground.
       “That
Mr. Gates will pick you up and drop you off at school.” He wanted her to be as
safe as possible within reason.
       “Daddy,
I can’t get on the train?” Mercedes asked.
       “Listen
I’m doing you a favor here, either you get dropped off by the driver, me or
your mom. Your other choice is to go to the private school in Long Island.” Don
smiled as he reclined in his office chair.
       “What
about a car for my birthday?” Mercedes was cheesing from ear to ear, as she
knew she was pushing her luck.
       “Don’t
push it.” He father warned her, giving her the eye.
       “Alright,
alright, I guess I’ll take the ride from Mr. Gates.” Mercedes smirked, although
she loved getting on the train. Even though they were always crowded, she
couldn’t help but to like that mode of travel.  There was always lots of eye
candy on the train, it was the place to see and be seen.
       “Where’s
this school?” her father asked.
       “Queens.”
Mercedes spoke loudly. She wanted to go to a school in Harlem, but she knew her
father wasn’t going to allow that. Don looked at his daughter with a look of
dissatisfaction. He didn’t want her going to a public high school at all, much
less in Queens.
     Don
wanted her to go to school and get her education. He wanted her focused on a
future outside of the game. He had never said no to her before, but he was
seriously considering doing so in this instant. Those thoughts went out the
window when his eyes met with her slanted almond shaped green eyes. Mercedes
had him wrapped around her finger. 
    “You
better get out of here before I change my mind.” Mercedes ran behind her
father’s desk and firmly embraced him. She pulled back from the embrace and
smiled from ear to ear.
    “Thank
you Daddy…thank you.” She reached over and hugged him again as she chanted.
Elated, she disappeared into the foyer floating on cloud nine. Don grinned as
he noticed his wife in the background chuckling at him and shaking her head
side to side.
    “Now
I don’t know why you even bothered in the first place signing that girl up for
private school. You knew damn well she