My Hot Daddy's
Chapter 30

The days went well with James. I went back and forth, from my place to his place. Adriana sent me an email about the expiration of my contract with James. He offered me another chance. But I refused and said I didn't want to continue. And he doesn't persuade me anymore to do that. I think he's suspicious of what happened between James and me.

I just got back from college. And James suddenly looked at me with a serious expression. This was one of the rare occasions, where he could return home earlier than the office.

"So, how was your day on campus?" He asked with a bit of uneasiness, it seemed like he was asking about something else besides that.

"Well as usual. Why ask?"

"Ahh no. Don'worry. I'm just asking." But his expression said otherwise.

"By the way, I have to get back to the office. Consider it your home. I'll probably be home late at night. I'll send you a message, Laura." He kissed me on the cheek, and left me alone in his place.

What was that?

He must have sent me a message earlier, he might have said that he has a schedule for this afternoon and he might spend the day watching movies with me. But he didn't say anything.

I decided to call Jerri, and spend my afternoon with Renata, pursuing the tasks of my escort that I had passed.

"So, let me guess, you must be in trouble, right?" Jerri immediately asked, as we were on our way to pick up Renata, for an early dinner at her favorite bar.

"It seems, I mean he introduced me to his parents, his mother was also very kind. You'll like her mother if you see her. They're so warm." I laughed remembering her mother. "I think we're fine. He introduced me as his girlfriend. His mother told me that I was the first one they met." I shrugged, while Jerri patted my hand. "But this afternoon he looked weird, like .. uhm, maybe I just felt like I was. I hope I'm wrong." Jerri laughed at me, and told me everything would be fine.

Arriving at the bar..

"The diamonds!" I giggle. Renata kept giving me shots, as I was constantly missing the chance to play billion. My hands have been sluggish because of the beer, when we were playing billiards. Coordination of my hands is like a two-year-old child.

Suddenly someone called me..

"Laura?" Of all the people that could be seen in that bar, that person was Richard.

"Hey, Richard!" Clearly pointing to the bar situation.

Then he laughed. "No, no, I'm here with my friends from the club. That's their business. Too long if I have to explain to you." He shrugged his shoulders and hugged me tightly.

"I miss you Laura, what are you doing here?" He looked at Renata behind me.

"Ehm yes .. oh, hey this is Renata, Jerri's future wife, my best friend. I'll be the man's companion for their wedding." I grinned at him, absolutely certain, that I was a hundred percent drunk.

Richard was surprised by my explanation but he tried to remain calm. "So, you wanna dance with me?" He finally asked me.

"Yes sure. Wait, I gotta put this down first. I lost the bet to Renata." Renata shook her head in front of me, obviously not liking it if I went dancing with Richard.

But my mind was blurry, and I was upset with James. I've been waiting for him for days, asking for his free time. I know he's busy, and I've been trying to be patient. So I was so happy, when he told me he wanted to spend the rest of the day with me. But today he was a little different, there was something strange about him.

I think being her boyfriend would mean more to her. But I still seem to be like his toy. The toys he played with, as he pleased.

I took Richard's hand, and suddenly my waist was grabbed by James.

Wait, since when is he here?

I looked at Jerri suspiciously. He had a guilty look on his face. And it is the fact that it is.

"Richard, please let go of her hand. He's drunk, and he's coming home with me." Her words were ice-cold, but her hands felt hot on my waist.

Real hot.

I really hate James now. I will never be able to refuse him. There's something in him that's clouding my judgment.

Jesus, James.

The journey home was so quiet. He doesn't talk much. I still feel drunk. I staggered and he carried me into his house and helped me take off my strappy shoes.

"Thank you, James, I'm ..." He put his lips to my lips. Less is more. He then tore my top. He might be angry. He's totally nuts.

"You're mine." He pulled my hair back and stuffed my neck possessively. She took off my bra and sucked my breasts one by one violently, making me groan loudly.

"Richard, don't ever touch what's supposed to be mine." He pulled me closer to him and squeezed my pant*t.

"You shouldn't have let him touch you, why? You're my boyfriend. But why?" He seems angry. I then pushed him back. I'm upset with him.

"You! Never say that when you treat your girlfriend, like a toy you can play with whenever you want. Today should be an afternoon for us! You sent me a message, then you looked at me, like something was wrong with me! I asked you but you didn't answer me. I know something's wrong."

My eyes started to glaze over. I crossed my arms and started crying.

Why is this so hard! It should be easy because I love her.

"I. I'm sorry, honey. Please don't cry." She hugged me tightly, and kissed me on my forehead.

"I'm not crying." I hit his muscular chest. "I want to be happy with you! But you made it hard for me, for us."

"I love you! I love you so much! But this is wrong! I'm too old for you, baby. I am twenty years older than you. You deserve someone younger, someone who can make you happy." He walked away from me, moving his hand to rub his thick hair. He sat on the sofa, his hands covering his face.

I walked towards him, and sat on his lap. I straddled, and put my bosom on his chest, and put my face on the curve of his neck, and inhaled the scent.

"I don't want anyone else. I just want you. I'm yours. You mine. I love you and about that we'll deal with it with all the consequences." I said those words back to him.

He smiled at me.