Vera's POV.
“Vera!” Someone calls out to my name amidst the blaring music in the ballroom. I jerk, almost thinking the person I’m waiting for has at long last arrive but when I register the voice as a feminine one, I scrunch my nose.
It must be my all talkative BFF, Sage. Tonight is our prom night. I’m a senior. In fact, in the coming months we'll graduate
and this is literally my last prom in school. Actually, we the seniors are allowed to bring a date even if they ain’t from our school and I thought it wise to call the man I want.I sigh, worried why he isn’t
on his phone nor here yet. I made sure to ring this event like a bell in his ears. It’s my last prom in high school and I fucking want him here with me.I whirl around in the direction of the voice that called me and I see Sage strutting over in her signature cat walk. I take my BFF in. As always, Sage looks pretty. Hot even. Right now, her risqué red sequin dress is showing off her pert body. She styled her hair in a close-cropped style.
If I’m into girls, I swear I’ll be among those crushing on her. Sage has lured all the non straight girls in our school and she plays them.
In this our last year in school, she has fucked about six girls in the restroom without giving a shit about the scandal that followed.I smile when I notice
the V-neck of my dress is more deeper than hers and I had worn it to lure one man. I seethe just as I remember I’ve not heard from him at all. I wonder where he is. He should be off work by now. A sigh, long enough to attract attention leaves my parted lips.Sage’s fuck-me louboutin hammers against the tiled floor just as she scoots closer to me.
“Girl, you look hot.” She showers me praise as she leans in to kiss my cheeks. I give a smile and peck her back, her soft rosy scent whiff my nostrils.
“Damn, I bet your daddy you got that…” She exclaims with a hint of sarcasm. Sage will never stop tagging me a daddy’s girl because
of David’s over protectiveness. Sometimes I wish he's doing that because he loves me as his woman rather than his daughter or ward.The man doesn’t even relent when I bitch about how I hate his attitude towards me. He'd always say, ‘Kid, it’s my duty to protect you’ and usually his voice is cold whenever he says that. Once these words leave his lips, I can’t argue further.
I swear I hate that about him because it'll make my plans of him seeing me as a grown woman not to work.“Sage, stop. Don’t
mock me now. I got the dress by myself. Not David.” I slap her forearm as I spill it.I was able to insist on buying the dress days before, if not David would have handled it the way he usually does. That day I hollered that these were my final moments in high school and I was old enough to buy a dress for myself without his help.Hmm…that man is really strong headed. I wonder how his workers accommodate his attitude. There had been many shits in gossip pages that tagged him as the most ruthless CEO in America.
Honestly, I somehow don’t blame those that call him that. His attitude can make someone soil their dress, well except me.David doesn’t always come out ruthless or cold hearted to me unless that flare of protection ripples inside him. He values my safety more than anything else.
“Really? This is my first freaking time seeing that. Great improvement it is.” She quips.
“Sass…” I drawl, taking my eyes around the ballroom filled with students and their dates. Sage
does the same too, looking around. “Wait, you came with no date?” I ask and she shrugs.“You already know how it goes…” She throw up a shoulder.
Yeah, sure I know…someone’s
going to either ask her to be her date or she woos a girl. Sage is an expert in wooing girls.“Nick isn’t here yet? Where could he be?” Sage asks me and it’s then I realize that Nick isn’t here yet. I’ve been so focused on David, I forgot about my other BFF.
“I don’t know…I should call him.” I open my phone and navigate through the contact list in search of Nick.
I dial him but his phone rings without him picking up. “Ain’t answering,” I say.Before I turn my attention
back to Sage, the girl has already marched across the room when a sexy chick strut into the ballroom.The girl’s blonde hair stands out in the crowd. It’s so sparkling, it looks unnatural but I know it is because I’ve heard so much about the girl’s hair before.
Sage does her usual
thing by engaging the girl in a talk. It isn’t hard for her to get the girl’s attention. I cut my eyes away from them and walk over to the corner to help myself with a glass of water.I want to stay sober and ensure my daddy comes here like I told him. I’d have been drowning in drinks by now…making out around and some shits that help cut my attention away from him but I can’t.
I just want him here with me. While I’m sipping the water, I see Nick walk in with a girl in his arms.
See, all my BFFs have a date except me. I raise my phone again and dial David. He doesn’t pick. I can only assume he's shagging one of his whores.
My daddy is a blatant womanizer. I’ve never seen him with a woman twice, except one person whom he had asserted to be the daughter of his business partner. His four wives all divorced him because he couldn’t
be faithful to them. Being faithful is totally out of the league for him.My mind always reminds me about that but I love him enough to care. Since I came of age, my wishes had been for my daddy to bang my pussy. I crave his love like an addict craves his drugs. The man is cutting through my mind always, driving me crazy. I can’t help it.
I always drip wet whenever I see him bare chested or working out in the gym…
“Vera, darling.” Nick comes to my side and kisses my lips, bringing some moments of distraction. I blush knowing he's doing it in front of his date.
Well, that’s Nick's way of greeting me but it’s as platonic as can be.
“Meet my date, Angelina. You can call her Lina for short.” He tells me, a radiant smile on his face. Turning to Lina, he says. “And Lina, meet my BFF, Vera.”
I stretch out my hand and Lina takes it. “I know her.” She tells Nick as we shake hands.
Everyone in the whole school knows me as David Truman’s ward. Something I came to despise since I started wanting him to be my partner.
Thankfully, his guardianship
over me will soon end. That parcel of news makes me happy.“Yeah, of course, you must know her. Vera’s a girl with a big name. Is not Vera?” He directs the last sentence to me and I shrug.
I practically walk in David Truman’s shadow, so whatever popularity
he gets I get.“Vera, we’re going to seal off this prom night at my place tonight. You in?” I know what he means.
Nick already mentioned a pool party at his house and literally everyone in Dame High School will want to attend.“Nick…I don’t have a date!” I pout and thrash my feet.
“Darling, there are guys here! You'll definitely get wooed.” He winks by his right-hand side and I see him.
Harry. Damn, the boy wants to add to my list of Dame high school boys I fucked. Orally, mind you. Hell, he’s been on my throat all year round, and right now, he’s drenching me with his eyes.
Well…since the man I invited to be my date hasn’t shown up yet, I guess Harry will have to stay in his place.
“See…?” Nick shrieks when Harry starts coming towards us with his jet-black hair dangling with each step he takes. His suit hugs his features perfectly.
Hmm…don’t get me wrong, Harry is one hell of a handsome high school boy. Literally, every high school girls' dream boyfriend, but he wants a relationship which I only want with David.
I want a man as a boyfriend, not a boy. Especially not the possessive Harry Yates.“Hi, Vera.” He says, kissing my knuckles.
“Hi…Harry.” I mutter, plastering a modicum of smile I’m able to piece together. Nick shepherds his date away, mouthing the time we're to live for the pool party and I nod.
“I can see you’re
alone. No date?” He sings out, locking his brown eyes on my features. I shrug, lightly. Then. “As you can you…” I try to offer a response in return but he quickly spits, interrupting my mind that’s working on providing the best possible answer.“Why don’t you accept me, Vera?” The way he rushed the words comes as a surprise and he surprises me further when he steps into my space, crowding me.“I told you, I’m Interested in another.” I snap, hating that he always brings this up. Harry’s eyes dim. He has always wanted to know who in Dame high school wants what he wanted.
Mind you, Harry is a notorious bully. I know he must have messed the person up if he was a high school boy. But, of course, the man I want is way stronger. Harry can never stand up to him.
“Then…can I be your date?” He offers.The way his lips curl up tells me the dude can suckle on a pussy well. Maybe I can make do with him tonight.“Fine.” I relent.
At that, Harry drags me gently to the dance floor. We gyrate our hips together to the Rihanna music. I dance away my disappointment.Harry holds the blades of my hips in a tight grip, shoving me against his ass to alert me on how hard he is.
When it’s time for us to depart for the pool party, he comes along. He walks me to my Lamborghini. Andrei, my bodyguard gives me the look and I tell him we're heading to a friend’s place.
He flutters the door
open and lets me in. He walks to the driver’s side and takes the wheel, driving me away. Of course, I don’t expect him to allow Harry into the car.Knowing that David missed my last prom night, I fist my hands. He's going to get an earful from me ‘cause I know David Truman is somewhere fucking women.
David's POV. “So, Charlie consult the marketing team to handle the marketing of the new designs of the Truman’s cars.” I rattle off to my assistant as I walk across the hallway to my office.I just flew back from Arizona and rushed in for a board meeting. Last night had been hectic and fun too. My business associate I went to Arizona to meet hired women that gave us pleasure after the long hours of talks about business.I had to rush back to New York because of the board meeting and the presentation my assistant made in regard to the latest design of our cars.Shit, I forgot to tell Vera about my flight to Arizona it was an emergency, I bet that’s the reason she's been calling me.I couldn’t pick up the call because I was in the boardroom when she was calling. Ah, I’ll call when I calm my nerves down.“Okay, sir,” Charlie mutters a response to my instructions. He rushes before me and flutter my office door open for me to stride in. The boy’s too gentle. I’m sure I’ve
Vera's POV.“Go girl! Go girl! Go girl!” People cheer as Sage swings her ass in rhythm with the sensual music blasting in the background.Since we arrived here about an hour ago, we gathered by the pool and danced, drinking and competing on whose ass twerks better.Sage has taken the lead now, and I’m cheering her alongside others as she jiggles the flesh of her ass cheeks peeking through her bikini swimmer.“Woo-hoo!” Nick, booms, diving into the pool. He swims over and slaps Sage’s ass cheeks. She doesn’t stop. In fact, having our BFFs cheer makes Sage wiggle that waist and ass.“Oh, yeah. Twerk it mama… roll it. Up, down, up down!” She follows the tune, losing it all as her waist shakes sensually with the music.Someone slithers their hand from behind me and I turn to see Harry, smirking down at me.“Oh, boy!” I exclaim but he suddenly lands his lips on mine. I jerk away and slap him across the face.“Was just trying to be nice, c'mon, Vee.” He rumbles out and I give him an eye ro
David's POV. Thanks.” I let out as Irene quickly helps me to remove my suit. She hurried over to the very moment she heard driver sweep into the garage of the mansion.“My pleasure, sir.” She whispers in response, a smile flavoring her words. She tries to step away and take the suit to my room but my question makes her stop.“You haven’t gone home yet?” I ask, wondering why she’s still in the mansion. Usually, she goes home once it strikes ten p.m and now it’s already 1 a.m.Irene’s in her mid-forties, just a few years older than me. She’s married to one Andrew White, who works as a cab driver. They literally got married just a few months ago and she’s been caring for Andrew’s two children.Initially, Irene was a live-in maid but things changed when she and Andrew got married. She requested to still work for me and so to make things easy for her, I asked her to no longer be my live-in maid.Hence, every day Irene ends her shift around 10 p.m.She turns to face me with a t
David's POV. “Fuck! David….” Andrei coughs. He tries to pry my hand away from his throat but I refuse to let go. I hold him still.Images of the shit that usually happens during a pool party occupy my mind.The heck? How many high school boys…those horny teenagers touched her?Jeez, I hate to think of that. If not for one thing I'd search those guys out and fucking cut off their tiny dicks.Jeez….Vera’s messing with my mind for real. How’s it possible that a girl in her eighteen is messing with the mind of a man in his fourth two years?The voice in my mind mock-laughs at me. It’s funny really. It’s so funny that I even let that happen. But c'mon you can’t blame me.I’m a man with full fledge hormones and a working cock. And she? She’s a damn girl with voluptuous hips, fucking huge ass, two tantalizing globes of breasts and skin all men would want to sink into and lose themselves.Andrei’s cough reminds me that I’m still holding him in place with my hand. I snap my eyes to his
Vera's POV. He was here! I realize as I roll around my bed.He was here there’s no doubt about that. That means he’s back. I can smell his masculine scent accosting the air. I felt it the moment his fingers preyed on my skin.I was half aware, though. I thought it was happening in my dream because I was practically dreaming about him but then the fingers swept again and again.I cunningly stirred and heard when he backed away. He didn’t want me to know he was here. Or maybe he didn’t want to wake me up. Too bad I found out.That moment he touched me, my whole body was on fire. My core started humming with need, so strong it almost drove me crazy.I nearly opened my eyes and begged him to at least sink a finger into me and quench the fire but I just pretended to know why my daddy was here.Unfortunately, he didn’t do more than he initially did and that left my heart gaping with sorrow.Am I not attractive enough for him to desire me? Oh, fuck.That man destroys me with his presence
Vera's POV “Holy shit!” I curse long and hard the instant I run into my room. I pin my back against the door and reach behind me to lock it up.Shit, shit, shit!Andrei almost caught me fingering myself while watching David hammer a pussy in his bedroom.Thank goodness I heard his footsteps on time and made it look like I was just passing by.With a growl of displeasure, I curl my fingers into a fist as I remember the graphic scene of David’s cock. Knowing he's across the hallway, in his room enjoying a pussy that isn’t mine makes me angry.Fuck that shit! I already have this hatred for that woman he's with. I hate all of them. All the women he brings home to fuck end up in my blacklist ‘cause they’re practically enjoying what I desire the most.Oh, I bury my head into my palm almost sobbing.Will the man I desire ever want me? Will he ever desire me? I sigh, feeling a throb spearing my sex.Gosh, this pulsing need I feel for him is always distracting me. Always keeping me on edge,
David's POV.I snort, forcing a smile on my face as Andrei watches me from the distance I created between us. However, the smile I cast on my face is the exact opposite of what I feel.I’m confused, torn between going for what I desire and doing what’s right.With a huff, I turn around and continue with my movement into the house. I swerve around the lounge chairs clustered by the pool.While walking away, Andrei's heavy sigh carry through the air to hit my ears.I know why he's doing this…he’s not just trying to convince me into accepting my feelings but also because he sees Vera as his daughter too. And as a father, he thinks giving Vera off to me will be better.That she’ll be safe with me. Andrei was once a Bratva member. He once worked as the Byki of the Baranov clan.He knows exactly what constitutes the war going on in the mafia clans in New York, Russia and Greece. He doesn’t want Vera to be tangled in the mess, maybe because of his relationship with Helen.Yes, when Helen was
Vera's POV. My alarm wakes me up. I toss on the bed, fliting my hand over the nightstand, searching for the annoying thing to shut it off.I successfully do that and turn to face the ceiling. Shit, I feel so goddamn spent after the endless orgasm I gave myself last night.After the first cum, I continued to watch more arousing, hot as hell porno and it really got me off.I only slept around four a.m….Wait a minute? Four a.m?I erect quickly from my bed at the glaring realization. I set my alarm to wake up around 8a.m. and the fucking alarm has rang more than five times now.Jesus, I gasp as I look over at the clock and realize it’s almost night thirty.I scoot away from the bed and I hurry over to the bathroom.I've have a swimming session roughly around ten thirty this morning and I’m this late already?Yeah, that’s what thinking about David does to me. I wasn’t bluffing when I said he's driving me nuts. He really is.I bet our coach will lash out at me. The man’s is one of