All she wanted to do was go home and spend her night reading and listening to music. But when she got the call from her father saying her needed to see her and to come to his job as soon as she got out of class she knew her dreams were shot down. It wasn't often that she wanted to be at her fathers job. And it wasn't often that he had the time to spare for her to meet him there. Something big was up and she couldn't wait to find out only because couldn't fucking stand surprises. Anyone who knew her understood that and tried NOT to surprise her.
Ana walked towards her father's building, ignoring the stare she received, with one mission, to get in and out as fast as she could. With her long, thick black hair flowing behind her, chocolate eyes ahead, she dreadfully walked into lobby. The glass doors closed silently behind her, closing her into the busy building of Walker Enterprises. When was the last time she been here? When her father, Royce, was looking to buy it. Wow, big upgrade from the one level dump it once was. But then what could she expect when the business skyrocketed a year after opening. Now one of the biggest sky scrappers in Houston, Texas that held the most profitable computer software and accounting companies in the Houston, Texas.
"Excuse me, may I help you?" The security guard behind the front desk asked her just as she tried to walked past. God she hated going in there dealing with anyone new. Going through the whole processes of making sure they knew who she was and most of all REMEMBERING who she was. Such a very annoying and tiring process.
"My dad is Royce Walker."
"Really? I don't believe he has a daughter. Or any children, for that matter. I'm going to need to see some ID."
"It's fine, James. Believe it or not I actually have a lovely daughter who doesn't visit as much as she should." Her fathers deep, rich voice rang in her head.
She didn't need to look at him to know he was dressed is a expensive three-piece suit, business hair cut, clean shaven and a million dollar smile on his face. On top of looking like a million bucks...he was huge. Under the suit he was covered in tattoos and muscles, something she found woman loved....including herself. Before the money he held himself highly, with a certain amount of respect and class. But now WITH the money he was devastatingly handsome, intimidating and very unapproachable.
Walking over to him she hugged him and smiled. "Yep and I still don't know why I'm here."
"Follow me, there'll be a lot for you to take in today and I want to apologize for everything in advance."
Great, she knew the outcome of this wasn't going to be good. Her father never apologized for anything because he didn't need to, he never did anything wrong. Even when he stopped her from dating and staying out at all hours of the night, he didn't apologize because he was just being a father. Which she would always understand even if she was in the habit of throwing bitch fits.
Walking down to the conference room, he didn't say anything and she could tell he was grinding his teeth together. Something his dentist warned him about but he couldn't seem to stop when he was mad or in deep thought. She wasn't very sure what the reason was this time. Whatever it was, it was damn serious. The conference room had to be smallest in the building and it held a woman. A seriously beautiful woman. Okay, defiantly not what she was expecting. Long black hair, big dark brown eyes and a flawless body.
Who the fuck is this bitch?, she thought to herself.
"Have a seat Ana," he didn't speak again until she complied. "I've been meaning to tell you something but for the past two months it's just slipped my mind. Well, not really. You and I have been so busy, you with school and cheerleading and me with work. Any who, that's not important now. What's important is that you meet this woman here. She's been in town for about two months now and we feel its time that the two of you met. Ana this is Rebecca. Your mother"
The world seemed to fall off its axis as Ana stared at the woman. Her mother? Mother? No words could escape her as she open and closed her mouth, looking for the right words.
"This is a joke right? I mean you....you can't just come back into my life...Right daddy? I mean...from the stories and how you felt about her and her lifestyle. You cant just come back. I'm sixteen now, I don't need you." Ana was beyond flabbergasted. This couldn't be real. He would do something as bring her mother back into their lives without even talking to her about it. Would he?
"Ana, don't be rude. I can assure you this is no joke. Your mother and I have been trying to work things out, get on good terms. This was not just a spur the moment thing. As I said before, in the mist of having busy schedules, I simply forgot to mention it."
Yeah, she wasn't to sure how you forget to mention something as big as her mother coming back. But what could she say. Nothing and that's what she did, Ana nodded to the both of them and walked out of the room and office. Ignoring her fathers outrage and Rebecca's calls for her to come back.
She needed to get away. No needed a damn release.
"Well, that went better than we thought it would."
Royce sat back complicating if he agreed to something that would completely fuck up his relationship with his daughter. Looking at the woman sitting across from him, Royce tilted his head to the side. Why the fuck did he think this could be a good idea? Maybe because his daughter was growing up and soon would need someone to talk to about sex and all that other shit. But was her mother the right woman for the job? Hell no. Disgusting, she fucking disgusted him. A bitch out looking for a man to take care of her. And for a while he was that fool. The fool who fell into her trap of lies and deceit. Such a beautiful face covering up such a ugly woman. When Royce met her in high school she was the center of attention. Cheerful attitude, great conversationalist, and such a loyal person but somewhere along the way she lost herself and no matter how many times he tried Royce couldn't help her.
"Look I'm not sure how long you plan to be here but don't get to close. Don't make her promises you don't plan to keep. And for the love of God don't give her any fake ass sob stories. Please."
"Why the hell am I here, Royce?"
The hell if he knew. Walking out of the building without saying a word to anyone, Royce made his way to the one place that kept him calm. But once he got there shit wasn't working for him. the scene was something he saw to much and he was in desperate need of something new. That's when he saw her. He didn't see her right away. But when he did he couldn't take his eyes off of her. On nights like tonight, when nothing seemed to satisfy him, Rhys Walker found himself, once again forced to entertain himself at the local BDSM club. He was past the point of trying to start a relationship. Hell he was past the point of knowing what he wanted.
Slowly he made his way to the main room. Circling his main attraction from afar. She was absolutely beautiful, small, curvy....alluring. Her nude body called to him, creamy light brown skin, hinting at her Hispanic heritage. Breast, beautiful luscious, high, firm breast that he just wanted to squeeze and taste. Her hair slid down her back like a water fall, down to a nice round ass. As ass that shook as the whip kissed her skin. She stood on her tiptoes, arching, asking for more as the whip was pulled back and landed on her skin once again. The moan that escaped her lips was like music to his ears. He wanted that sound to be because of him.
His hands flexed as if he could feel the soft weight of her breast. How would they feel? Fuck, how would they taste? Getting closer, he studied her perfect hourglass shape. Hips slightly wider than her waist, her belly flat and drawing attention to the dark soft curls between her legs.
What was it about her that did it for him? It wasn't like she was extremely different from the other women around. In fact at first glance she was damn ordinary. Was it the way she called to the whip? Seeking it sting even as she flinched away? Or was it the way she closed her eyes, her lips parted and her hands clinched and unclenched?
As he looked around it was obvious that he wasn't the only one who wanted her. Every man in the goddamn room couldn't take their eyes off of her. The difference between them was Rhys wasn't going to sit around and wait.
Oh no, he was a man of action.
Maneuvering through the crowd, Rhys couldn't concentrate on anyone but her and when she opened her closed eyes....he melted. So expressive. So bright with passion and when their eyes connected, she became his. No matter he didn't know her name, or what she looked like without the mask covering her face, none of that mattered. She was his. At least for the night.
The man behind her with the whip, stopped and stared at the approaching Rhys. But Rhys didn't take his eyes off of hers'. Those beautiful browns, stared at him and her tongue slipped out and licked her lips. Such plump, pink and luscious lips.
Moving to her, Rhys trailed his finger across her cheek and over to her lips. "May I?"
This wasn't happening. It couldn't be fucking happening. Ana watched her father walk towards her with a purpose. What the fuck was he doing here? Well duh Ana. He's here to get laid, she thought to herself. This was not what she had in mind when she walked out of his office.
She knew the dating game was rough but she didn't think it was that rough. Was this his first time? Well obviously not because he was walking around like he owned the damn place. And he looked damn scary doing it. He'd always been a huge man but since starting his business he just.....got bigger. Literary covered in muscles, tattoos and arrogance. With his hair chopped close to his head, his jeans hugging his body and his black button down hugging his body, he look big and scary. But that was all that came to her mind, nothing more. Until he touched her. She had always loved her father. Never looked at him in any other way but....a father. But now? With his dark gray eyes on her. His huge hands trailing over her skin, Ana hands grabbed the restraints. In that moment with her father it was more intense than the kiss of the whip on her skin. God was she really going to let this happen?
Smoky, smooth and sweet. That voice was sexy enough to make him cum in his pants. He cupped her jaw and took her lips in a kiss with a purpose. Tasting her lips and at her gasp of surprise, he stroked her tongue with his. Damn she was sweet, just what he wanted to taste. A taste he craved without knowing.
"I want to hear everything sweetheart."
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