ELIANA'S POV

I paced back and forth in my room the next morning, contemplating if I should go ahead with this. I mean, he didn't recognize me and I don't have to worry about being rejected. I made up my mind. I had to accept his proposal.

"Eliana, darling, I brought you some ginger tea for your stomach." My aunt announced as she walked in. "The maid, Solidad told me you didn't want to be disturbed last night so I let you sleep. How are you feeling now?"

"Thanks aunt. I'm fine now." I replied. I took the cup of ginger tea from her and drank it.

"Eli, you should be in bed. Just because you feel better doesn't mean you're better already." She directed me to bed and made me sit.

The second I sat, I winced. I was still really sore from last night's adventure with my dad's best friend. "You see, Eli? You're not fine yet. Should I call the doctor?" My aunt asked, obviously worried. If only she knew what was really wrong with me.

"Aunt, I'm fine." I got up, gave her a kiss and headed out. "I'll be back before you know it!"

Scott said 12 noon but I couldn't wait that long. I stopped by a restaurant to get some food. I knew my aunt would feed me something terrible for my stomach's sake so I didn't bother eating at home. I got my order and sat down to eat.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the brat chasing after my boyfriend like a whore!" The familiar voice said with spite.

"Vicenta, I have no time for your nonsense. You know I have nothing to do with your ridiculous boyfriend." I bit back in anger, insulted by her silly claims.

"How dare you?! Girls, teach her a lesson." The girls with her immediately moved to do her bidding. I can't possibly fight them all.

"Come any closer and you'll get hot gravy in your eyes, trust me." I warned them, backing up my claim with a little bit of action and anger. I grabbed the gravy tight, threatening to pour it on whoever dares to come any closer.

I don't know why they enjoy picking up on me. They were either dumping stuff on me or spreading lies but not today, not when I have an important meeting-a meeting with the man I've always wanted.

They got scared by my rage and threat and hurried back to their table. Once I was certain they weren't going to try shit, I walked out of the restaurant since I'd already paid.

I got to Scott's company. I had never been inside it. I've come here a few times, hoping to get a glimpse of him but never got in.

"Good morning, I'm here to see Mr. Scott." I greeted the receptionist.

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No I-"

"Then I'm sorry I cannot help you." She cut me off before I could explain.

"He asked me to be here."

"We hear that all the time." She mumbled, staring at me from head to toe. I don't blame her. I was wearing a tank top and ripped jeans. My stomach was exposed and I probably looked like hell after depriving myself of sleep.

I remembered the card he had given me. I quickly dialed his number. Surprisingly, he answered at the first ring. "Mr. Scott, I've made up my mind. I'm currently at Blackwell's digitals but I don't know the way to your office and the receptionist won't help with that."

"Wait there, someone will bring you up now...What's your name?"

"Marie! Uhmmm...Marie Thorn." I had almost forgotten the fake name I'd chosen.

"Alright Marie, I'm sending someone to get you now."

In no time, a female came over to the reception. "You must be Marie Thorn..." She inquired.

"Yes, yes."

"Follow me."

I followed immediately. We took the elevator and soon we were at Scott's office. I didn't know if I could go in or if I had to wait outside. "Go in, Miss Marie, my Boss is expecting you."

"Thank you." I whispered. It was like she knew exactly what was in my head.

I opened the door and walked in. He looked so serious, composed. For some reason, I felt shy and small. I just stood there waiting for his order.

"Lock the door and come here." The order was said in a soft but serious tone. I obeyed without batting an eye. When I got close to him, he pulled me onto his laps, I could feel his bulge next to my sore pussy. My eyes widened. Was he always rock hard?

"For you baby, for you." His response made me wonder if I had asked that question aloud. "How's that little pussy feeling?"

"Fine. Just a little sore."

"You know, you just had to tell me to stop and I would have. I was too rough last night and you said nothing."

"That's exactly how I like it, daddy." I whispered against his lips. His lips caught mine in a kiss, not rushed but slow and passionate as his hands roamed over my body. I wanted him, right there, that very minute. I wanted him to take me again.

Moving my hips back and forth against his already hard cock, trapped in the confinement of his pants, I whispered: "Fuck me in your office."

He pulled back, a smile on his lips. "Always ready. I like that, baby." He gave me a quick kiss and said: "Not now."

"Please Daddy, I want you-i need you." I pleaded as I rocked my hips against his.

"You will have me tonight, I promise."

"Okay, daddy." My disappointment was obvious in my voice.

"Good girl. For now, sign this."

"What's that?"

"An agreement. You'll be exclusively mine, you'll grant me freedom to do whatever I want to do to that lovely pussy and body of yours?" He explained, his eyes focused on me. His hands caressed me through my clothes, moving them until he got to my jeans, unbuttoned and unzipped it and slipped his hand into my pants. "Do you accept, Marie?" His fingers played with my clit as he spelled out every word. I was so fucking wet. He slipped two fingers inside me and moaned.

"Tell me, baby, do you want this as much as I do?" The words were whispered against my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes, Daddy... I want this too."

"Good girl. Put your name here and sign." I did that immediately. "Prepare tonight, I'll send my driver to come pick you up."

"Yes daddy!"

"Later little pussy. Now go before I fuck that sweet ass of yours. I'll call you later.

I hurriedly left the office in excitement. Everything was going better than I had planned. I had just signed a contract, making me my dad's best friend's plaything!

SCOTT'S POV

I couldn't stop the smile on my face. I just got myself a nice little bitch-a wild one. Earlier this morning she'd come to see me in my office. I had handed her the contract, stating she would be my plaything until I said otherwise.

Originally, I had told her it would be until I head back to London. I planned to take her there with me if she agrees. There was something about her...Suddenly I felt like a boy, excited about a new crush he got.

The only thing that stopped me from bending her over the table and fucking her brains out, was the little wince that escaped her when I slid my fingers into her pussy.

Hopefully, tonight, I'll taste that pussy again. It occurred to me what I had forgotten. I quickly sent her a message about her appointment with my doctor. I wanted to make certain she was clean because I plan to fuck that little cunt raw, eat it whenever and however I want.

My assistant's voice came through the intercom. "Mr. Smith wants to -"

"Let him in." I replied before she even got to complete her sentence.

The door opened, revealing my friend and business partner, Collin. "To what do I owe this visit, Collin?"

"What do you mean? I didn't get to see you at the party last night, so I thought I should pay you a visit today."

"I see..." How else does one respond to that?

"That young girl that stepped out of your office, who is she?"

"She's none of your business." I fired at him.

"She is way too young for you and your games, don't you think?" He persisted, trying to stick his nose where it doesn't belong.

"If that's the reason for your visit, I'll advise you to leave now." Speaking of visits, I have to visit Jack today. I promised I would.

Collin walked out but not before saying: "Don't do something that'll put this company in jeopardy-put us in jeopardy. I'll take my leave now." With that, he left.

"Samantha." I called my assistant.

"Yes, sir." Her voice buzzed from the other end.

"Cancel all meetings I have today. Reschedule, I'll be out in five minutes."

"Yes, Sir."She knew better, no questions just straight to work.

I got home, showered to regain some control and calm the hard on that seemed to be persistent. I changed into something more casual and headed to Jack's house. I haven't been there in ages.

At Jack's home, it felt peaceful, a lot like a home should feel. "I visited like I promised, you doubted, Thomas!" I joked. I missed this.

"It was either that or get skinned alive." He fired back. I laughed at his joke. Who would have thought Jackson Garcia would smile this much after getting betrayed by his own wife and ruining himself by indulging in some shitty things.

"So where are your sister and daughter?"

"Sis stepped out for some pressing matter and my little-my daughter is home." He proceeded to ask one of the maids to call his daughter. "Tell her it's important." Important?

In less than two minutes, the girl appeared. Indeed she was no longer a little girl. She seemed focused on something on her phone.

"Eliana." Her Dad called and in an instant, she lifted her head and both our eyes locked. She was the same girl from last night! What have I done?! She lied to me. Christ! she's eighteen... that explains the mask, the blood. She's probably never had sex. I should have known. How do I tell my best friend I had fuck his daughter and taken her virginity?

"You?" I couldn't control myself. The look on her face proved she knew all along. She lied about her fucking name and age. How do I explain this?

"What's wrong, Scott?" Jack asked, confused by my outburst.

"It's nothing. Just that we met at the cafeteria earlier and he didn't recognize me." She lied. Damn! She doesn't even have to think before she lies... I was so pissed but I couldn't deny that even after finding out, I'm still attracted to her.

I have to end this. To think I was looking forward to fucking her tonight, she's like a daughter to me. My best friend's daughter!

"I see. You did remember him, didn't you?"

"I did." She smiled at her father, her eyes wandering over to me.

"Good. Now that I remembered, Eliana's going to be attending art school in London. And since you base more there, I was hoping you could help me look after her while she's there."

What?! This couldn't possibly be happening, right. "Of course, I will be happy to do that." I replied, flashing a fake smile at Jack and a disgusted look at Eli.

A call came in, finally! An excuse to get some air and process everything outside.

"Excuse me, I have to take this." The moment I got outside, I brushed my fingers through my hair in frustration. There's no way I was hiding this from Jack, how the fuck do I tell him?

"Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott!" Eli called as she ran towards me. "I'm sorry I -"

"You're sorry? You're fucking sorry? You planned this you little wench! What is wrong with you?"

"I just wanted you to-to look at me...want me." The fuck is she saying?

"This is forbidden! You're my best friend's daughter for goodness sake!"

She moved closer, roaming her hands on my chest. "I know, but I've always wanted you and I know you want me too. After last night-"

"Shut up!" I thundered as I flung her to the side in anger. She landed on the ground with a loud thud. What exactly was my problem? I shouldn't have pushed her like that. I rushed over to pick her up.

She was in tears. When I helped her to her feet, a cry escaped from her throat, it tore at my conscience. "What's wrong Eli?" I asked as I carried her in my arms.

"My ankle -"

"What is going on here?" The sound of her father's voice cut her off. I was fixed at the spot, unable to give a reasonable response.

Eliana's POV

One second all was going well and the next, I'm praying that my heart doesn't explode due to the rapid beating caused by fear.

Knowing fully well that Mr. Scott was my dad's best friend, I should have been more careful and vigilant, considering what I got going on with him. How could I have walked into the room without even peeking to know who exactly was with my dad.

I had walked into the room clueless and oblivious not realizing Mr. Scott had come to pay a visit. And just like that I blew everything, everything I had worked so hard for and planned carefully.

"you..." the look on his face was terrifying. My heart beats blue even faster. I was scared, hoping Mr. Scott wouldn't reveal everything to my dad. but it seems my dad noticed something was off.

Turning to Mr. Scott, my dad asked: "is there something wrong?" afraid Mr. Scott might tell him the truth, I replied in a hurry. "nothing, nothing. Just as Mr. Scott and I met earlier and he didn't recognize me."

My dad laughed and turned to Mr. Scott, "I told you." then turning back to me, he asked. "You did recognize him, didn't you?"

"Yes, of course dad, I did." I gave my dad a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes. My eyes wandered off to where Mr. Scott stood. There was a look on his face, something in his eyes- in his gaze, a look of disgust. Now he will surely hate me forever. I cannot say I regret what I did but I do regret lying to him. But if I hadn't lied to him he would never have looked at me or touched me the way he did when he didn't know who I was.

Goodbye to the amazing sex we were supposed to have tonight, goodbye to the dream of finally getting them to fall in love with Me, goodbye to my short-lived victory.

"My little Ellie grew into a beautiful, smart and reasonable young lady."

"I see... Reasonable indeed." Those words said softly, in spite, every word biting deep into my skin, my heart. I wanted to run to him, explain, make him understand, make him see reason, that wasn't possible.

I had to sit right across Mr. Scott well my dad went on and on about my academic achievements, my talent - Designing.

"That reminds me, Eliana would be getting into a design school in London. Since you are based more in London, you can help me keep an eye on her." As if things couldn't get any worse. if only my dad knew... The look on Mr. Scott's face was not pleasant, I could only imagine what was going on in his mind.

"Of course." The word sounded forced. I was certain he couldn't wait to be out of the house and done with this weird meeting. Mr. Scott's phone rang, he excused himself and left the room. The perfect opportunity to get to talk to him alone. I waited for a second, maybe two then excused myself from the room claiming to have a project I had to complete.

"Mr. Scott! Mr. Scott!" I called out breathlessly as I hurried over to him. "I'm sorry I- "

"You're sorry? You are fucking sorry?" He said cutting off the apology I was going to offer. He laughed, a mocking, dangerous laughter. Maybe coming out here wasn't a good idea but how could I sit back and watch everything slip away from my grasp.

"I just, I just wanted you to look at me, see me as a-" He caught me off. Even without interruption, I could barely process a good enough sentence. His gaze was so intimidating, yet hot, so hot I was already imagining him punishing me-the kind of punishment I wanted. The kind he'd never bring himself to do after finding out who I really am.

"Shut the fuck up!" the intensity of his anger washed over me. I could feel the heat of it. Fear and sadness for what I was about to lose filled me. Excitement for what could possibly happen from here consumed me with an intensity. "Spoiled little brat! Do you know what you've done?"

"I went after what I wanted." I replied shamelessly, taking slow deliberate steps towards him.

"Do you know the gravity of what you've just done?"

"I've wanted you all my life, you wouldn't even look at me, so I did what I did. What is wrong with me going after what I want?" I asked, annoyed with his reaction. Like, for goodness sake he enjoyed it too!

"can you fucking listen to yourself? This is forbidden! You're my best friend's daughter for goodness sake, there can't be anything between us."

I refused to believe him. I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him, he just wouldn't admit it. I worked closer to him pushing my fear aside, "I know, I'm your best friend's daughter, does it matter? I know you want me just as much as I want you, after last night you can't deny what's going on between us." I robbed my hands on his chest, trailing my finger up to his lips and then lower till I got beneath his belt, I felt how hard he was. Even after knowing who I was he still wanted me.

"If you're so scared of anyone finding out, it could be our little secret. No one has to know about us." I pressed my chest, my full breasts against his chest, pressing my abdomen to his bulge. He took him deep breaths, his breathing uneven. I smiled inwardly, happy, knowing I still had an effect on him.

"No need backing out daddy," I whispered against his ear. "you want me, you want to fuck me, I can feel it. I'm all yours. After last night -"

"Shut up!" He thundered, pushing me away from him. I can't tell if it was the force of the push or his voice that had me falling face first to the ground. I could stop the scream I let out. The fall was unexpected -the push was as well.

Looking up, I saw the look of concern on his face and decided to use it to my own advantage. Well, I did behave like the dramatic girls from movies. Whimpering and moaning in pain - there barely was any pain at all, I allowed some tears to flow. "What's wrong Eli?" He asked. Without waiting for a response, he picked me up and into his arms. I leaned into him.

"My ankle -"

"What is going on here?" My dad! How much had he seen and heard?