***Trigger Warning: Child abuse and assault depicted***
***Christian***
“You’re not my daddy!” Dakota shouts angrily, his little nose scrunched up in fury.
Jack’s heart rate rises, his fingers tightly gripping the steering wheel.
He’s just a kid. He doesn’t know any better, I explain. Natalia probably never told him about us.
This is all your fault! Jack snarls in return. If I had only taken control earlier, our son would know who his father is!
“Dakota,”Jack says through a forced smile. “Dakota, I am your daddy. Your mommy and I got married-”
“No!” Dakota refuses, shaking his head with conviction. “No, Zane is my daddy. Only daddies kiss mommies and Zane kisses mommy all the time and they play games like Horsey in the Desert and they sleep together even when mommy farts on the b
