All Yours, Daddy
Umamat Orahachi · Ongoing · 81.2k Words
Introduction
I met Lucien Alessandro on the night of my twentieth birthday-and nothing has been the same since. The way he looked at me. The way he smiled at me. The way he complimented my dress. His sexy voice. His sexy body carved dangerously from sin, laying underneath his black suit was something I couldn't shake off even after five years.
For years, I tried to bury the desire. The heat within me each time I thought of him. But I couldn't . I wanted him. I craved him. He kept appearing in my dream, haunting me. Touching me in the way I wanted him to do in reality, but I was always woken up to disappointment each time.
However, my dirty wishes came true soon when my parents went away on a six-month business trip, and I was made to move in with him. This time, I am going to seduce Lucien Alessandro. I am going to get what I want no matter what it was going to cost me... And I won't ever stop, until he is mine...
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Scarlett Wolff
"I'm sorry we are just telling you about this now, honey. Your mom and I urgently need to be away for a few months..."
I could barely handle the betrayal that hit me hard when my dad suddenly told me about his traveling last night, but just before I could react, he said something else to me. Something that melted all my anger away.
"You don't have to be worried about being alone. I already talked to my friend, Lucien, and he is coming to pick you up to go stay with him for the time that I'll be away."
'Lucien!' That name rang a bell in my ear.
My eyes had snapped open the moment I heard that beautiful name. I could still remember the excitement that sparked through my stomach. The butterflies flying in my stomach just at the thought of moving in with him.
My dream was finally coming true...
It all started five years ago on my twentieth birthday when I set my eyes on this greek demigod for the first time in my life. Although I've seen his old pictures he took with my dad, but fuck! I couldn't stop the wetness underneath my pants and the hotness that spread through my body when I saw him in person for the first time. The desire and need I felt then, the urge to be taken by this man right there even though I knew it was wrong, would forever be etched in my memories.
I've craved him for years. Enduring every torture that came with it. Even on days that I would be so horny, getting laid by another man had never crossed my mind. It had to be him or no other man. It had to be Lucien Alessandro. My father's best friend. I could never imagine being with any other man that was not him.
It has been five years already, but every moment spent with him on my birthday, his smiles, his sexy voice, his handsome face. The hot body that laid underneath his clothes. Everything about him was still etched in my memory. Something I haven't been able to let go of over the years as I look forward to seeing him again.
I felt a tingling feeling in my stomach, a warm feeling spreading across my body as I sat nervously on my bed with my neatly packed suitcase beside me, waiting for my Mr. Perfect to come get me.
I jumped with speed and picked up my phone when it beeped, my heart beating fast when I saw the text from Mr. Lucien.
'I'm here'
"He's here! He's finally here!" I whispered nervously, going to check myself one more time in the mirror. I've always been confident about my looks knowing that I'm one hella beautiful young lady, but I suddenly lost my confidence. It felt like I wasn't good looking enough for him.
'You look beautiful, especially with that hairstyle, Scarlett'
My hands trembled as I carefully packed my blond hair up in a ponytail as his compliment from ears ago clawed back into my mind. I guess he likes my hair more in a ponytail.
My heart pounded hard in my chest as I hauled my suitcase down the staircase, almost losing my balance as my legs were too weak to carry me.
I took a deep breath, adjusting my crop top before pulling the door open, and as I spotted him leaning against his car which was parked right at the garage, I felt something jolt inside me.
Just like five years ago, he was still looking the same. He didn't age a bit.
His lips curled up in a smile, revealing his set of beautiful dentition as I approached him, my heart beating loud and clear that I could hear it in my ears. I halted in front of him, my fingers curled tightly around the handle.
"H...hi!" My voice came out nervously as I looked up at his face to admire him. His face was still the same as when I last saw him. Oval-shaped face, sharp jawline, nubian-shaped nose, flawlessly smooth tanned skin, neatly trimmed full beards. His chin length silky black hair was brushed backwards with just a few strands on his forhead.
My heart melted in my chest as I stared into his piercing brown eyes. Those eyes that always had me wet in between my legs. I swallowed a breath as my eyes shifted to his broad chest, lying underneath his black cotton shirt, almost hugging his body in all the places that I loved.
"Scarlett..." My heart missed a beat when he tapped me on the shoulder gently, bringing me out of my trance, and it was then I realised he was already holding the car door open for me.
"Oh... sorry," I muttered, bowing slightly.
"Let me help you with that," his deep baritone voice melted my heart as he took my suitcase from me. I hopped in the front seat and waited for him to come join me.
Shortly after, he hopped on the driver's seat beside me, and started the car.
"Your seatbelt," I was lost staring at him until he spoke up, and I turned my face away, embarrassed.
The ride to his house began.
I pressed my thighs together, biting my lip, trying hard to suppress a moan. I could bet my life that my pussy was already slimy. My heart quickened, and I felt my core tighten with a need I couldn't deny. I wanted him, I couldn't deny it.
'Get it together, Scarlett. Pull yourself together'
I fought the urge to slide my hand inside my trouser to touch myself, the only thing I could do was move uncomfortably on the seat, holding my breath as I felt a soft flush creeping over my body.
"We are here," I had no idea how long we'd been on the road as I was in my world of fantasy, but his deep voice disrupted me, bringing me back to reality, causing me to let out a sigh. A sigh of relief.
I noticed that he was already parked at the parking lot.
He looked at me with concern, his eyebrows squinted as he asked. "Are you alright, Scarlett? You are sweating,"
I barely heard every other thing he said except my name. The way he called my name was so sweet. So sweet that I found myself imagining how it'll sound moaning it while he fucks the decency out of me. That is if I still had any at this point.
"Hmm. I'm fine," I managed to nod my head, breathing heavily but lowly.
"Oh... we are here..." I muttered, looking out of the window and gently doing away with the seatbelt before alighting from the car.
The garage had about five cars, all looking shiny and expensive.
My jaw dropped to the ground when I saw the elegant mansion in front of me.
"This way," he led the way to the grand entrance with double doors, pushing it open once we got to it, revealing a long hallway leading to God knows where.
I trailed behind him as he walked elegantly in front of me, and we were soon welcomed into the spacious well furnished living room which had my mouth agape.
He paused and turned to me with a big smile on his face as he said, "Welcome to my home, Scarlett. Feel at home." He flashed a smile at me
"Thank you, Sir," I returned the smile
My parents have given me an opportunity, now watch me use it well...
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