Daddy's Girl....When Mommy's Not Looking

What Is All Of This?

Caine was losing his mind in the office at the nightclub. He and Josh were frantically calling everyone they knew. They were desperately searching for a clue, any clue. Josh called Cat, Della's best friend, but there was no answer. "s**t!" Josh exclaimed as he slammed down the phone in frustration.

Just then Cat came rushing through the door. She was short and cute but very fierce. She had shoulder length, white blonde hair, tanned skin, a cute face and an amazing body. Unfortunately, her temper and attitude were not small and cute, at all. She was smart and petty to the bone, to boot.

"Caine!" She shouted as she ran over to the desk and collapsed to her knees. She was completely out of breath, as though she had been running forever, and she was clutching her phone. Caine could see movement on the screen, as a video played across it. He suddenly heard Della's voice come from the speaker of the phone. Caine and Josh both froze and looked at each other in total shock for a moment. When they came back to their senses, they both rushed over to Cat. Josh picked her up and sat her on the couch while Caine took her phone.

Caine backed the video up. He saw Della at the party after he left. She was dancing very closely with a strange man. Caine did not recognize the tall, wide man. He was holding her close and whispering in her ear, as she giggled and cooed. Caine felt his face get hot and an anger rise inside of his chest that he had never felt before.

She seemed off. Very drunk maybe? No. She was never this bold, not even when she drank heavily. Caine's eyes got wide and his mouth flew open as he watched the video play out on the screen in front of him. What in the holy hell was she doing??? Something was wrong. Very wrong.

Caine watched as the man lowered his head and whispered something in Della's ear. Her hazy eyes lit up and she turned and followed the man unsteadily out of the ball room. Caine was scared and confused and furious and jealous all at the same time. He started to shake uncontrollably and he felt like he needed to sit down.

He raised his eyes and looked at Cat...."What the f*ck is this s**t??!!" Caine shouted at Cat with a crazed look in his eyes. Cat was stunned for a moment, even a little frightened. She had never seen Caine look like this before.

"SPEAK!" Caine's angry voice brought her back to reality. "I..I....I don't know.." stammered Cat. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU DON'T KNOW?!!!!" Caine roared in her face. His eyes were as black as night and there was a storm brewing in his usually gentle soul. "Someone sent it to me." She replied as quickly as possible, "but I don't know who, It was a private number. I ran here from my shop as quickly as I could after I opened it," she said with tears forming in her eyes, as she tried desperately to catch her breath and make sense of the situation.

Cat owned a record store a few blocks from the nightclub called the Funky Monkey. It was not to far away, but driving would definitely have been better than running. She was exhausted and pale. She was breathing heavily and covered in sweat.

"Let me see that," Josh said as he took the phone from his brother. Josh's face grew dark as he watched the video that Cat had brought in. "This is not right Caine, something is wrong with her. Look closely, she seems to be stoned somehow. That is way more than alchohol, she can handle her alcohol and we all know it." Josh said in an exasperated voice. "I f*cking know that Josh," Caine said sarcastically and angrily at the same time. "Get your ass to work NOW! Find my Della."

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It was a gorgeous day when Joy stepped off of the plane on the island. The sky was as blue as she had ever seen it before, and a gentle breeze blew the smell of the sea across her face. Joy stood at the open limo door on the tarmac and she took in a deep breath. She breathed in all of the fresh salt air that she could at one time, but it was no use. She still felt that heavy pain in the bottom of her heart. She sighed heavily and got into the car. She daydreamed as the door was shut behind her.

She remembered when Della was born, it was the happiest day of her life. She was as perfect as any child could have been. She had perfect skin and a perfect little round head, and so much thick auburn hair that it was crazy. Joy vowed on that day that Della would never repeat her own mistakes. She just couldn't allow it.

She was brought back to attention when the driver asked her in the rear view mirror "Madam, your usual resort?" Joy chuckled to herself and she said, "No, I don't think so Devin, let's try the other side of the island this time," she tried to say lightly. "As you wish," the driver replied as he put the long black car into gear, and he pressed the gas.

.......

Della had been taken to a private garden where she was being posed for fairy tale type pictures. There were gnomes and fairies and all types of mystical type props for her to pose with. There was a real baby deer and a bunny, they even had a horse dressed as a unicorn, although it looked as real as anything she had ever seen. 'Someone did a good job dressing that horse.' She thought to herself as she stepped closer to pet the creature.

Della was becoming impatient with the whole scene, when the head maid appeared and stopped the photographers. The head photographer was extremely snobbish and he rolled his eyes when he saw the maid approaching. She whispered something in his ear as the two young maids appeared at Della's sides. "Very well." The stuck up photographer said as he motioned for the session to end.

Della was stunned as the two maids locked arms with her and began to lead her away. She had come to the end of her rope. She was tired sore and confused. She planted her feet and snatched her arms away while she pursed her lips and refused to budge. "Please Miss," the older of the two said softly. "Let's don't upset Mister. Let's just go as he wishes," she begged Della softly.

Della was suddenly curious and so she decided to follow. The three young ladies locked arms again and walked away gracefully, as though there had been no problem at all. "Thank you, Miss," the younger of the two maids said sweetly, as they all three left the room.

When they arrived at the study the older of the two maids knocked on the door. They waited for an answer and then they entered, with Della in tow. "That will be all," Mister said to the maids. "Yes sir," the older of the two replied. They immediately retreated and shut the door behind them.

"Hello again Della." Mister said sweetly to her. "I hope you like your dress, I had it especially made for you for tonight," he said with a fake ass smile on his face. Della stood in place with an angry look painted on her own face. She was thinking frantically about how to get away. She was also really wondering when her father arrived, what he was going to do to this man they simply call "Mister" for how he has hurt her....daddy's little girl.

"Please sit down," the man said as he gestured to a chair in front of his desk. Della didn't want to, but she knew her Daddy would be there soon and she had decided to wait for him, so she sat politely in front of him. "Good, thank you," he said sweetly as he sat forward in his chair and leaned closer to her over the desk. Della just sat frozen in place with a half smile plastered on her face.

"Now Della, I know that you are confused and scared. I also know that you have been told that your father will be here soon." He explained as he looked deep into her eyes. "I know that you think that your father will save you and take you away when he gets here, but let me assure you...he won't." Mister said matter-of-factly with that same fake ass, overly sweet smile on his face. Della was stunned as her eyes widened in fear...