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?

Scott's POV

"Nothing, dad. I was on my way to the art studio and slipped and fell." Eliana said. Damn she's so good at lying. Jack rushed over to us to see if she was hurt.

"Eliana, you need to be more careful! What if you fall and hit your head or something? You should-"

"I should stop burying my head in my phone, I know, Dad, I know." Eliana completed Jack's sentence with a smile. It was obviously something he told her often. Seeing the bond between them, how my friend sees his Eliana as his little princess, hurts me even more.

"Come on, Scott, this way we have to get her to her room. It looks like she hurt her head and her ankle." Jack ushered me towards Eliana's room. It felt weird holding her body this close, after all we've done together. Stealing a glance at her, I caught her staring at me, smiling. She immediately turned away when she caught me looking.

Jack stopped at a door and opened it. It was Eliana's room. It looked girly- just how the room of a girl her age should look. I carried her over to her bed. She hurriedly hid something, not before I caught a glimpse of what it was. It was a photo of me.

"Dad, can you help me get Aunt? I need one of those healing teas."

"Sure. I'll be right back." Jack hurried out of the room. I turned to leave as well but she held me back.

"I got my dad to leave so it's just two of us." She said with a smile. As if I care about being alone with her. She's crazy- crazy in bed too. Lord! Something was definitely wrong with me. Who was I kidding? I would never look at Eli as that little girl anymore but as the woman I had a wild fuck with...the woman I still want to fuck. This wasn't right, I have to keep my distance.

"Too bad Eliana, the last thing I want to do is spend time alone with you." I said as I pulled away from her and continued on my way to the door.

"Is it because you're afraid you would not be able to stop yourself from having sex with me again?"

"No, I could never have sex with you, never." Although I spoke the words, my body said something different. She was right, I couldn't be close to her another minute, I could end up doing something we'd both regret.

"You already have, Mr. Scott, and you fucked me real good." She said, getting off the bed and walking towards me.

"I see you are very good at what you do-lying. Have you thought of earning from this talent of yours?" She stopped immediately at my remark. Good, it seems she forgot her own lie.

"Are you so scared of my dad finding out about us?" Eliana asked in a soft voice.

"yes." I admitted shamelessly. Truth is, if I could go back in time, I would never have spoken to her, let alone have sex with her. She nodded her understanding.

"What if I tell him about us?"

At those words, I rushed over to her, gripping her arms painfully and shaking her. Hopefully, some sense is shaken into her. "You wouldn't dare! Are you trying to threaten me? Was that supposed to be a threat, huh?!"

"Let go of me, Scott, you're hurting." She said weakly. I immediately let go of her. Brushing my hands through my hair, I took in deep breaths to put myself back together. "It's Mr. Scott to you, you hear me?" She nodded her agreement. I glanced at her one more time and walked out of the room.

On my way out, I heard her say: "You can't run from me forever, Mr. Scott." Maybe not forever but for as long as it'll take to get rid of these feelings.

Eliana's Pov

My new found skill-lying, keeps coming through for me. I got my dad and Mr. Scott to believe I was badly hurt. Mr. Scott carried me to my room, I only wished it was for a different reason altogether.

"I see you are very good at what you do-lying. Have you thought of earning from this talent of yours?" Every word said with disgust. I was actually happy about lying skills for a second but now, I feel disgusted. Was all of this worth it?

I can not give up now, not after tasting victory. I can not force him into accepting this thing between us but I can give him a little push. I smiled as I watched him walk out on me.

"You can't run from me forever, Mr. Scott." He paused a bit then continued on his way. Even if he tried, he'd never be able to stay away from me, I'll make sure of it.

Touching and pressing myself against Scott, 'Mr. Scott' had made me so horny. I'd anticipated sex with him but that won't be possible. There's only one solution to this-my fingers and my imagination and maybe a vibrator.

"Eliana, are you alright? Your dad told me-"

"I'm fine, aunt. I just wanted to get dad to stop fussing over me so I asked him to go get you...sorry." I assured her.

After fussing over me, making sure I was okay, she left me. I went into my bathroom, started the bath. After taking off my clothes, I stood in front of a mirror. A soft smile spread across my lips.

I massaged my breasts with my hands, caressing and squeezing, wishing it was Scott's hands on my boobs. Oh what it would feel like to have him in here with me, fucking me in front of the mirror while we both watched. A soft moan escaped my lips.

Walking over to the bathtub, I got in, letting the warm water caress my skin. The scented soap filled my nose. I continued with my ministration on my breasts with one hand as I slid one lower until my hands were on my clit. I massaged my clit gently. Soon I was lifting my hips, arching my back due to the intense pleasure my fingers were giving me.

I closed my eyes, imagining my fingers were Scott's. I increased the motion of my fingers on my fingers, I could feel the build up of pleasure. For sanity's sake, I slid two fingers into my pussy, pumping slowly and then increasing the pace until I was moaning with reckless abandon.

Every pump of my fingers into my pussy reminded me of Scott's dick pounding into my pussy. My moans grew louder, more frequent. I was close, so close. Taking the other hand from my breasts, I moved it to my clit, massaging faster while the fingers of the other hand pumped faster into my pussy till I was enveloped in the intensity of my climax.

I convulsed, as pleasure so great, rushed through my body and I came with one name on my lips, 'Scott.'