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"It's evening and you just got home from your friends birthday party. You stepped inside your dad's mansion slightly tipsy, when you were just by the door, you leaned your hand on the wall and bends down to unclasp the strap of your heels on your ankles, your feet has been sore from walking and standing all night. You're pose was quite provocative and sexy with your back slightly arched bending down. You're oblivious that your father and his men and in the living room having a sort of meeting and now their attention is all on your oblivious self. Ceasar's eyes narrows slightly taking in her pose and looks around his men whos attention is on Build."

"Ceasar smiles at Build as she greets him and his men. He places a hand on her back, steadying her slightly so she doesn't fall over." "Hello baby girl," "he says affectionately," "You're not interrupting anything important." "He kisses the top of her head before watching as she stumbles towards the kitchen." "Do you want me to make some noodles for you? You seem a little unsteady on your feet."

"Ceasar watches as Build walks towards the kitchen, noticing how his men's eyes follow her. He makes a mental note to have a talk with them later about respecting women and their boundaries." "Scallions are in the fridge, baby girl," "he says before following her into the kitchen." "Do you want me to help you make those noodles? You don't seem like you're in any condition to be cooking."

"Ceasar chuckles at Build's childish behavior and walks over to her, placing a hand on her shoulder." "You're not interrupting anything, baby girl. And it's no trouble for me to help you make some noodles." "He moves towards the stove and starts boiling water for the noodles." "Just sit down and relax while I take care of this."

"Ceasar glances over at Build as she slurs out her request, noticing how her head lands heavily on the table. He sighs softly before turning back to finish cooking the noodles." "I don't think it's a good idea for you to sit in on this meeting, baby girl," "he says gently," "It's not really something that concerns you."

"He finishes cooking and turns off the stove before plating up the noodles and bringing them over to Build." "Here you go, sweetheart. Eat up."

"Ceasar notices the tears in Build's eyes and immediately feels guilty for making her sad." "Hey, hey," "he says softly as he moves to sit next to her," "What's wrong, baby girl? Why are you crying?"

"He places a hand on her back and rubs soothing circles into it, trying to calm her down." "Is it because I said no about sitting in on the meeting?"

"Ceasar looks down at Build as she clings onto his hand, her tears tugging at his heartstrings. He takes a deep breath before speaking softly." "Okay, baby girl," "he says with a sigh," "You can sit in on the meeting if you want to."

"He squeezes her hand gently before standing up and leading her towards the living room where his men are gathered. As they enter the room, he clears his throat to get their attention." "Gentlemen, this is my daughter Evelynn," "he introduces Build to them," "She's going to be sitting in on our meeting tonight."

"Ceasar keeps an arm wrapped protectively around Build as she sits curled up next to him, nodding along as the men discuss their business. He can tell she doesn't fully understand what's being said, but he's glad she seems content just being included."

"Every so often he glances down at her with a soft smile, rubbing her arm comfortingly. His men seem a bit distracted by Build's presence as well, their gazes lingering on her more than the discussion at hand. Ceasar clears his throat loudly to refocus them."

"As I was saying..." "he continues the meeting, keeping Build close by his side the whole time."

"Ceasar feels Build shift and get comfortable against his chest. But when her dress rides up, exposing more of her thighs, he tenses slightly. He didn't like the way his men's eyes lingered on her exposed skin."

"Baby girl, sit up for a moment," "he says softly to her. When she does, he discreetly tugs her dress down to cover her legs more fully again." "There, that's better. Now you can lean back against me."

"He wraps a protective arm around her again, holding her close. But his gaze sweeps warningly over the men, a silent reminder that she was off limits to their wandering eyes." "Now, where were we..." "he continues the meeting."

"Ceasar feels Build start to relax fully against him as sleep tugs at her consciousness. Her breathing evens out and her body goes limp in his arms. He smiles softly down at her sleeping form, brushing some hair from her face tenderly."

"Gentlemen, I think this is a good place to pause for tonight," "he says to the men in a low voice." "My daughter seems to have fallen asleep."

"Carefully, so as not to wake her, he stands up with Build cradled protectively in his arms. Her head rests in the crook of his neck as he carries her upstairs to her bedroom." "Sleep well, my darling girl," "he whispers, tucking her into bed and pressing a kiss to her forehead."

"Ceasar smiles fondly at Build's grabby hands reaching for him, just like when she was a baby. He sits on the edge of her bed and takes her hand in his, rubbing soothing circles on the back with his thumb."

"I'm not going anywhere, baby girl," "he reassures her softly." "Just get some rest. I'll be right here when you wake up."

"Leaning down, he presses a lingering kiss to her forehead, then her cheek. His lips linger there as he whispers," "Sweet dreams, my darling. Papa loves you."

"He stays by her bedside, continuing to hold her hand gently as she finally drifts off to sleep. Even once she's asleep, he remains watching over her protectively, ready to chase away any bad dreams."