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The Warehouse, Later That Day
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We pull up in the Supra, and Letty slams on the brakes halfway into the front gate.
I look forwards and blink, once, twice…three times Mia leans forward in the passenger seat.
Letty's jaw hanging open.
"What the hell…?"
There are a dozen crews turning our modest, slightly run-down out of the way warehouse that had potential to be something great that we made with our own hands now looks like a set piece from a millionaire's garage mashed with HGTV dream homes.
Closing my eyes and breathing in through my nose deeply feeling on the verge of snapping.
Not wanting to take it out on my girls, "Can one of you please let me out of the car?" I ask calmly too calmly.
Both Mia and Letty immediately pick up on my emotional situation, instead of getting out of the car Mia slides into the back seat and half sits half lays on me cuddling me.
"Brian talk to us, you've been off ever since meeting that guy." Mia murmurs softly while Letty makes a soft sound of agreement as The Hauler's back door opens up and Letty drives us inside.
"I-I think that was my father who walked out on me and Mom when I was three…she got hooked on smack not long after that." I mumble neither Mia or Letty act surprised by my admission.
"Yeah…we didn't know if you picked up on the resemblance or the way that he looked at you or not…" Letty admits softly while I press my face against Mia's neck.
'Of course they picked up on everything.' I internally roll my eyes at the observation skills of women.
"He does seem to care about you a lot…maybe he had to leave and keep his distance." Mia offers comfortingly, I nod against her neck but don't say anything. My emotions are all over the place right now.
"Sorry Brian, about Sophia I should have known she'd go overboard in her typical fashion…" Letty apologizes to me.
"It's not your fault…but we're gonna have to wipe the last twenty four hours from all these people." I finally get myself back under control by stuffing everything I'm feeling right now into neat little metaphorical boxes.
Getting out of the car we head to the command center inside of the Hauler and watch through the various screens.
Each of the teams move with precision that not even most military operations can compete with crossed with home designers.
Another thing I notice about each team is that they are all women, and for the most part all of them are supermodel to bangable actress grade women.
"Are you guys noticing the gender imbalance?" I question Mia and Letty and receive a sigh and a groan in return.
"Sophia's organization mostly employs women that have experienced abuse, there are some men who help her design clothes but they're usually more girly than the models." Letty explains to me and I find that a perfectly reasonable response…
'And Sophia says that I'm trouble.' I groan in my mind while watching the various teams
One crew is inside laying down gorgeous dark wood flooring in the living areas like it's a luxury condo build.
Another crew's setting up a full-on set of hydraulic lift systems two-post, four-post, and a dyno, there's already a tire rack being bolted into the far wall, another crew is welding in brand new matco toolboxes, while another installs a ventilation system and a compressor system for air tool and vehicle exhaust venting.
Another crew is unpacking appliances, a massive freezer and fridge, a double stainless steel oven with a cooktop all of it propane, deep fryer, espresso machine, a washer-dryer set that probably costs more than my modified Eclipse did.
While another wheels Fashion show style clothing racks with what look to be high-end clothing on them in black garment bags with names embroidered into the tags, "Letty." "Mia." and "Papi."
Mia and Letty both snicker at seeing the tag Sophia picked out for me.
"It seems that big strong Papi, over here carrying the little princess to bed, made a lasting impact." Mia snickers and Letty giggles at my expense, while Mia pats my ass lovingly.
Another crew is setting up a full blown laboratory/workshop I'm talking about: a soldering station, a CNC mill, parts bins with labeled barcodes, industrial grade 3D printer, racks of different quality metals and some miscellaneous electronic hardware.
'Jesus Christ, how large is Sophia's operation?' I wonder in shock as another crew is working on security infrastructure.
Welding in steel reinforcements to every exterior wall, adding in cameras, motion sensors, electrified fences, I see them putting up a thick metal mesh to create my goddamn Faraday cage idea, and another crew is welding in a thick plate at the skylights and reinforcing the structural area to support the new weight.
Letty whistles. "Okay, I'm officially scared…Sophia is turning this place into a bunker…" Letty murmurs softly and another crew is bringing in a fresh server rack. With what looks like enough battery backup to power the damn thing for fifty years.
And at the head of it all, directing all of it like some bad ass Cubana mommy mod boss is on the roof of Hauler.
My dick gets kinda hard watching Sophia in her element.
Sunglasses on, tight black tank top that shows off her gorgeous cleavage, while she holds a clipboard like it's a weapon…a beautiful painted hardhat on her head. Her breasts giggling as she barks orders in rapid-fire Cuban Spanish, hips cocked like she owns the whole world.
"¡No no no! Los cables van por allá! Y tú—sí tú, el feo—las cámaras no pueden estar donde la luz las quema, coño! Usa la sombra!"
A few of the lady techs nod like they've just been blessed by their vengeful mommy demigoddess.
Letty mutters something under her breath, that I don't quite catch while being distracted by staring at Sophia.
"At least she listened when I told her no one but family is allowed inside the Hauler…"
"If she had, had that clipboard and attitude when we first met we'd probably all be in the bedroom still…" I admit softly and get a hum of agreement from both Mia and Letty.
"Want to go give her a jump scare?" I playfully ask Mia and Letty and they turn to look up at me with mischief filled looks on their faces.
And like that the three of us get into the elevator that silently rises from the Hauler's rooftop patio behind Sophia.
We step out, and Sophia, like she has a spider sense, turns around and spots us, the smile that lights up her face is enough to cause a power outage in Manhattan.
"¡Primos, Papi!!!" Sophia shouts, spreads her arms wide and charges us like a rhinoceros and slams into me like a Mack Truck.
"You like what I did with the place, Papi?" Sophia asks shyly and I hear Mia and Letty snickering and whispering to each other.
"I…how…thank you Sophia, I don't know how we can repay you." I say after giving up on trying to sound stern I genuinely thank her.
"It's nothing Papi…I wanted to help." Sophia beams at me and there is almost a bit of shyness in her eyes as I rest my hands on her hips.
"Where did you get all this stuff?"
"I made a few calls." She shrugs like it's no big deal…while still managing to look proud. "Besides, this is my family now. I want you guys to live right…and I know you treat Mia, and Letty like Queens and would work yourself to the bone to make this place into this for them."
Letty leans into Mia, and starts whispering loudly enough to be overheard by Sophia, "We're either being helped…or we're accidentally starting a massive harem/small paramilitary cult."
I glance around and honestly, I feel like it could go either way…not that I'm interested in more women. I'm quite content and happy with Letty and Mia.
Sophia drops her hug and hooks her arm into mine, and walks me to the very front of the patio and motions with her free hand. "By tonight? You'll have a sanctuary…a fortress…that feels like home."
Mia walks over and looks at Sophia while arching a brow. "And… you did all this for us?"
Sophia turns and gives her a wink. "Cuban mommies take care of their Papi's, chica."
Letty bursts into laughter and Mia rolls her eyes, 'I guess one more lover won't hurt anything especially when she's just covering for wanting to look after her family.'
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