My reaction to her father's presence left Nat utterly speechless and visibly shocked. "Sophie. Drooling? Ewww, that's so disgusting," she exclaimed in anger as she strode toward him.
"Yeah! So what? It's my drooling, not yours," I mumbled under my breath, my eyes fixed on the unfolding conversation between Nat and her father.I stood near the entrance of the room, utterly transfixed by the presence of this extraordinarily handsome man."Oh my God! Have you ever laid eyes on such a breathtaking specimen?" I questioned myself, my heart racing.He stood tall, exuding an aura of masculinity with his muscular frame and long, neatly-tucked golden hair. His eyes gleamed like pure gold, his lips were finely sculpted, and his face bore a striking resemblance to Ares, the god of war.Even in his snug-fitting pants, it was unmistakably evident that he was well-endowed, and the mere thought of what that might entail... I couldn't help but gasp. "Seriously, is it permissible for an eighteen-year-old to have thoughts like these?" I muttered, though I couldn't entirely blame myself.As I was still battling with my inappropriate thoughts, an annoying voice interrupted my reverie. "Oh! You must be the father?" the voice chimed in as she walked over to wherr they stood.I lifted my head to find Miss Rachael Lawman, the seductive teacher who dressed in a way that would make any student swoon. Of course, with a man like that, it was no surprise she would want to seduce him too. " Bitch," I seethed silently to myself, feeling a surge of frustration. To make matters worse, she was blocking my view."Yes, I am," he responded to her inquiry, his voice carrying a magnetic blend of low tones, sensuality, and authority. "And you are?" he added.What a beautiful, manly voice he possessed. I couldn't help but sigh softly."Oh, I'm Rachael Lawman, Natalie's teacher," she replied with a seductive smile.“Oh, then I'm relieved to know my daughter is in capable hands," he remarked."Oh... certainly," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of unease."Well, then we'll be on our way," he said and gently nudged Nat forward, taking up a position behind her."Sure... see you on Monday, Natalie," she chimed in with a casual wave."Sure, teacher," Natalie replied, mustering a forced smile that unmistakably revealed her disapproval.I sighed and walked over to where Miss Lawman was standing, her gaze fixed on Nat's father until he disappeared into the stairway. "What a striking man!" she exclaimed."Yeah... too bad he's married," I blurted out, my tone laced with rudeness."Oh my... don't do that, Sophie!” she exclaimed, leaping back. “You scared the life out of me," she said, her anger palpable."Oh... really? And here I thought you were aware of my presence," I retorted, stepping in front of her. "Don't you think your constant seductive demeanor reflects poorly on our school's reputation? If you're seeking companionship, why not consider marriage instead of pursuing every man in sight?" I snapped, my voice filled with disdain. "Mrs. Lara is still suffering since her husband divorced her because of you," I added, spitting on the ground in disgust, before turning and walking away."Hey, you little brat... stop right there!" she called out after me. "I swear by God, if you don't halt, you'll face a one-month suspension."" Yeah... you do that... and I'll make sure the entire school hears about your attempts to seduce my father," I seethed, my rage evident as I continued walking."Why, you... how dare..." she began to retort, her anger flaring, but I simply flashed her the 'Fuck you finger’ and hopped onto the waiting bus, leaving her behind at the school gate.I understand you might be wondering how someone so young could display such rudeness. Well, I wasn't always like this.Despite my father's respected reputation, there were moments when I behaved like an unpolished troublemaker, even though I came from a well-disciplined household, I was trained by them.****You see, it was my parents who didn't train me, but instead, it was an uncle from my father's side who took on that role. He was a ranger and a cowboy, always surrounded by all sorts of company, from ex-convicts to troublemakers, drug addicts, wrestlers, and foul-mouthed individuals. Living with such a bunch of misfits, it was inevitable that I would pick up a thing or two, being the curious type that I am. But I didn't just pick up one thing; I absorbed all of them.By the age of ten, I was worse than my uncle and his band of mischief-makers. I was an expert in foul language and swindling people. I excelled at gambling and always came out on top. Nobody at my uncle's place could ever defeat me. The only vices I stayed away from were smoking, drinking, and drugs.By the age of eleven, I became the strongest student in school, feared by both teachers and students alike. I was literally fearless. There was even a time when I single-handedly caught a gang of robbers who were attacking a bank I happened to be in. It made the news. However, at fourteen, I started living with my biological parents. If someone had told me that strict Daniel and Emily Rust were my parents, I would have argued vehemently. But it turned out to be true. I guess you could say my uncle was afraid. If I had continued down that path, I would have ended up becoming just like him, and I believe he didn't want that for me.Despite all the fights and the crappy lifestyle, I always excelled academically. I was the best in my class, even now in college. That's why some of my attitude is overlooked. "It's hard to point fingers at such a clever and brilliant student," the head of the school once said.Although it took time to adjust to my parents' rules, as their ethics stood against everything I knew as a child, I somehow managed. But as they say, old habits die hard.Sighing, I realized it was a good thing I had come home on time. Mom and Dad had gone on a trip, and for once, I could just relax. "I thought excitedly as I approached the door, ready to unlock it. But before I could turn the knob, it opened on its own. "Huh? That's weird... it should have been locked, right?" I murmured, standing at the entrance."There is no such thing," a muscular voice resounded.I turned towards the direction of the voice and saw my father and mother sitting on the sofa, sipping their coffee. An envelope lay on the table. "Mom! Dad!" I called out, walking over to them. "I thought you guys went on a trip. What happened?" I asked, a little surprised."Why don't you tell us?" Mom replied."What do you mean?" I asked, pretending innocence, though it was clear."You were sent to the detention room today. Care to explain why?""What do you mean...""Don't even lie to us, Sophie. We received calls from three of your lecturers informing us about the incident," Mom said, her voice rising in anger. "What is going on with you? You're not in grade school anymore. Why are you still getting detention?" she questioned, clearly frustrated."Seriously! You're asking me that? Why the hell does a college have a detention room? Isn't that weird?" I inquired."Watch your language, young lady," Dad breathed out softly."Fine... sorry about that, and sorry that you had to cancel your trip because of me," I apologized."Oh, come now, dear," Mother said, attempting to calm me down. "You know that's not why we're angry, right?"I sighed again. "Yes, I know. But what can I do? It's already a part of me." "Nonsense! Such a personality is not a part of you.""Yeah, right! After spending half of your life with a bunch of ex-convicts, if you still had your rationality by then, I'd believe you.""Stop saying 'half of your life,' Sophie, for crying out loud! You're just seventeen. There's still eighteen, nineteen, and beyond. You have more life to live. I know you turned out like this partially because of us, but we're here now. I want you to change that mindset of yours and live your life to the fullest without those untrained, uncanny, and bad girl attitudes, okay?""Ugh... okay, fine," I said with a forced smile."Good, that's my girl," she added, giving me a warm hug.I turned to my father, who was silently sipping his coffee. "But you guys didn't just come home to lecture me, right?" I blurted out, grabbing a sandwich from my mom. "What happened?""Haha! Aren't you sharp?" Father burst out happily."Of course I am," I responded with a smirk. "I'm my father's daughter, after all.""No doubt about that," Father murmured as he picked up the envelope."That's funny. Earlier, you were scolding me about not teaching her proper character, and now that she is sharp... she is your daughter?" Mom, who was busy cooking something for dinner, blurted out in anger."Hahaha," Father laughed nervously. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, pretending innocence."Of course you don't. When a child is bad, it's the mother's fault, but when the child is good, the father takes all the credit.""Yeah! What's up with that?" I asked, even though I knew better."Hahaha," Father and I burst out laughing at the sudden irritated look on my mother's face. "Okay... So what brought you guys back?" I asked again after regaining my composure.As I waited for their answer, an unsettling feeling crept over me. Their exchanged glances and hesitant smiles told me there was more to their return than they were letting on.But.. “Nothing much, just the gangster family next door,” Father replied instead with a smug expression.“Bloody hell,” I gasped,“Sophie Language.” Motrher Yelled, turning to father with a glare, and he quickly cleared his throat or prtended to. “Sorry mom.” I said and turned to my father, “You mean to say there’s a real mafia leaving next door? Like he is our neighbor?” I questioned father with fascination. Obviously, I’ve only seen those gangsters like people on T.V, but to have one staying right next to me…. Oh Holy moly. I’ve always wanted to meet a real mafia… this might just be my luck.“Huh?” Father spat drawing aback,Sighing, “It’s a figure of speech Sophie, not the actual thing.” Mother corrected, staring … no more like still glaring at father.It clear she doesn’t want me to know… can’t blame her though, “Oh…” I turned to father with a disappointed glance, “Right, like those thing exist.” I sighed, standing up with my bag, “I should head upstairs then,” I said with a yaw
The next morning I decided to do a little work outside, since it was a weekend. I came out of my room with a tight short and mini-top. I found my parents on the dining table.“Looking sharp,” Dad said with a smile,“Morning Dad,” I greeted him,“Morning sweetheart,” he responded and continued with his tea,“Where are you going?” mom asked from the dining table,“Morning to you mom,”“Morning Love,” she smiled and turned serious, “but where are you going?” she asked again,“To work out.” I replied,“You never work out,” she said to me,“I have always worked out, mom. I just stopped when I came home,” I responded to her,“Well, I didn’t know that,” she said with a hurtful look,“They are a lot of things you don’t know about me mom. So don’t feel bad, you get to find out in no time,” I replied and Kissed both of them on the cheek, “see you later,” I said and zoomed out the front door.“Well, that’s disappointing,” Mrs Rust, grunted as she sat down with a slump,“No need to feel bad,” Dan
"Don't you dare use that tone with me, young lady? I'm your father, and I do not owe you any explanation," he snapped at her Instead, his eyes blazing with anger."Well, I wish you weren't, and I hate you! Ugh!" she yelled back, storming out of the house.He called after her, "Hey Natalie, get back here! Damn, that girl and her rebellious phase," he cursed under his breath.******I arrived home feeling furious. "Who grounds children at this age? Nat is not even a kid?" I questioned myself bitterly as I pushed the door open. "I mean, what's so wrong with working outside? I thought he was handsome, but with such an attitude, I'm starting to doubt my first impression of him." I let out a sigh and headed to the refrigerator, taking out a bottle of water. Just as I opened it, the doorbell rang.I turned, wondering who could be coming over. Opening the door, I found Nat standing outside, barefoot."Hi," she said with a shivering voice, "can I come in? I'm freezing out here.""Oh, yeah! Sor
Alex sighed heavily as he looked at the white-painted walls of the house. According to the information he had obtained, this was the only white house in the community, belonging to the highest-ranking agent in the force. It was the first time he had seen a couple of agents who had lasted together for a long time and seemed strong.The fact that Natalie had befriended the agent's daughter was unacceptable. Regardless of the disagreements between the Kova, there shouldn't be any sort of friendship with that world. "Boss, should we go in?" one guard asked him.Sighing again, Alex replied, "No... There's no need because Natalie won't come out without me accompanying her." He said and proceeded to the door, but to his surprise, the parents were absent, and he only met with the daughter. Of all the people, it had to be her? Alex thought to himself, with annoyance. ****"Is Natalie here?" he asked without sparing me a glance.‘You don't want to look at me, huh?’ I thought. "No, she is not,
As Nat continued her arrangements, I took the opportunity to try on the clothes, which fit perfectly. Among them, I discovered a beautiful princess-like gown, pure white with lace and silver stones. I picked it up and asked, "Oh... can I try this on?" Nat lifted her head and replied, "Of course, although I doubt it will fit you, but any..." Before she could finish her statement, I hurried into the bathroom to try it on. "Whatever," she sighed and returned to her work. With excitement, I peeled off the clothes I was wearing and slipped the soft lace gown onto my body. Oh, what a feeling of softness! I let my hair down, and as I glanced at my reflection, I couldn't help but smirk. "Ah, I look like a princess from a fairytale." I found one of Nat's heels in the bathroom and decided to try it on as well. Ready to show off to Nat, I walked out of the bathroom slowly. "Hey, check..." But my words trailed off as I noticed Nat talking with someone. I lifted my head to see that it was Mr.
****"Natalie, Natalie!" Alexander Kova called out, standing outside his daughter's room. He sighed, growing impatient. "Natalie, open up or I'm gonna break it down," he snapped."What?" Natalie pushed the door open, annoyance evident in her voice."Did you not hear me the first time?" he asked."Well, I'm not talking to you," Nat replied.Sighing, Kova pleaded, "Let me come in.""Sorry, papa. If there's something you want, just say it from there," she replied, sounding jaded.He sighed again, struggling to hold himself back. "Okay, I'm sorry. I know I was a bit rude to your friend," he said, offering an apology.Natalie turned to her father, trying to process what she had just heard.Did her father just apologize, or was she hearing things? She pretended to understand, "Well, you did more than a bit, Dad. Sophie is unique in a good way. She's always hyper and never gets angry. But after what you pulled, I was surprised to see her mad expression, and it wasn't pleasant," she told him,
Despite my parents wanting to stay home to monitor my movements, they had to leave due to an emergency at work. Unaware of this fact, I was contemplating whether or not to go out. Just as I was pondering, my phone rang. I picked it up and said, "Hello?""Sophie, it's mom," the firm voice said."Oh, hey, mom. Why are you calling me on the phone? Aren't you downstairs?" I asked, confused."No, dear. We received an emergency call from the office, so we're on our way there. I don't know when we'll return," she explained. "Just in case we can't make it back today, there is enough food in the freezer to last you, okay?""Okay, mother. But you don't have to worry. I'm not a child, you know," I reassured her."To us, you are. Just be careful and don't go out at night, okay?""Alright, I love you.""I love you too, pumpkin." She hung up the phone."Great, another night alone," I murmured to myself. Just then, I received a message from Nat, telling me to start coming. I replied with an 'Okay.'
*****Despite his disbelief, it was crucial for me to ensure Nat's innocence in this matter. "Nat never mentioned you or her family," I lied. "If she did, she made sure I remained unaware.""How did you find out then?" he inquired, referring to my parents."My parents are equally clueless," I fibbed. "Actually, it was quite obvious," I asserted. "Your manner of speech, the plenty guards, and my love for gangster movies made it easy to figure out." I took a sip from the beverage and sighed. "Seriously, is this just juice?" I questioned."What's your point?" he asked, ignoring my question, his gaze cold."I'm Nineteen," I lied."You mean eighteen. You're still a child to me," he stated without even looking at me.Frowning, I turned to Nat, who suddenly sighed, "Don't give me that look; I never said anything to him," She accused."I never claimed you did," I assured her. But how did he know my actual age? I thought to myself. "Yeah, right!" she retorted, digging into her food.Alexander