Yes Daddy, I Do (R18)

4

Lost in thought, I draw around the winter collection, trying to fix certain things here and there, while my assistant, who is only 18, excitedly tells me how her first holiday without parents was.

But all that's on my mind is the thought of Nathaniel Vance. Kate emailed me some information about the green crystal s*x god and said he didn't have a bad reputation.

Nobel Prize winner, America's youngest billionaire, owns over 100 buildings in New York alone, including several clubs, fitness centers, cafes and even schools and three radio stations. He is the son of a world-renowned and most sought-after neurosurgeon Prof. Dr. Fynn Vance while his mother is the famous designer Aurora Vance and therefore my boss. He also has a lot of business with my father and my whole family, donates money to over twenty charities and is also a sought-after suit model.

This man is a number 10 in every category and I'm in the process of falling for him and I can't say with any certainty if it ends well.

I look up when there's a knock on my door and don't look into my sister's brown eyes, as I expected, but into the blue eyes of my boss. A broad smile adorns the beautiful face of the over 50-year-old, who would easily pass for my sister.

"Hello, Sophia." She begins and lets me enjoy the sound of her soft voice.

"Hello, Mrs Vance," I say, standing up before shaking her hand. She looks too pretty in the dress from the latest Louis Vuitton collection and I wonder if my mother was as well-behaved as she was.

"How are your drawings going?" she asks, smiling at me.

A sigh escapes me and I show her the dress I've just been working on and see from the expression on her face how excited she seems to be.

"This is one of a kind Sophia. I'm so glad I found you. You're just going to rock this collection and we'll be talked about like Caitlyn Jenner's gender reassignment!"

I chuckle with a billionaire's wife, watching her eye me up and then reach for my hand.

"I saw you get out of one of Nathaniel's cars today. When did you two meet? I don't mean to offend you, darling, I was just wondering.", she asks, my cheeks blushing with embarrassment. faster than women at a clearance sale.

I take a deep breath and look into the beautiful lady's blue eyes.

Why does this family have such uniquely beautiful eyes?

"I was visiting my sister at the office yesterday and that's where I met Mr. Vance and Noah. This morning he offered to drive me over and I accepted. If I may ask, why were you wondering?" me and play with my chain.

"Don't get me wrong, you're a uniquely beautiful girl, but not at all what I'm used to from Nathaniel."

So I'm not his type, got it, thanks.

"It was just a polite gesture from Mr. Vance, nothing is going on between us," I say, looking back at her.

"He's a bit too old for you anyway and you'll definitely get a prince." She laughs and bids me goodbye before leaving my office.

Who the hell needs a prince when you can have a godlike man? Can I have him if I'm not his type? He seemed just as taken with me as I was with him, not that obviously but you could still tell. Maybe that was or is just wishful thinking.

Unnerved by my conversation with Mrs Vance, I pull out my iPad and search for some information about my s*x god myself. I come across pictures of gorgeous blondes who appear to be either models or just uniquely beautiful. God, by his yardstick, I can pack right up. After one f**k, he will dump me and get a blonde that suits him and will make him a thousand times happier than me.

Then it should be like that.

But do I really want to be used like a s*x object just because I find him abnormally attractive?

No I do not want this. I've let myself be used enough times and I won't let him do the same.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when my sister strides into my office in a white pantsuit. I catch sight of her smile, taking in her beautiful sight before tossing my tablet into a drawer and rising to greet her.

"Let's eat outside, it's such a nice weather and Noah's waiting downstairs," she says and I nod before grabbing my bag and following her.

"What's actually going on between you and Noah?" I ask, grinning lewdly. Flora's wonderful laugh fills the interior of the elevator as we enter together and I watch her blush suddenly.

Her hair is braided back and the cleavage of her suit accentuates her bust perfectly. Sexy yet elegant, this combination has always been her forte.

"I like him a lot but I don't know how he feels about it. We'll just see how it goes. He just recently went through a disastrous breakup so I don't want to throw myself at him right away," she replies and exits the elevator before grabbing my hand and smiling at me.

"I think he looked at you very crushed. But if you think you must know what you're doing. If not you, then who?" I ask laughing and wave to Noah, who is waiting for us in a matt white Range Rover .

While I can hardly breathe with laughter like yesterday because Noah and Flora's discussion is so amusing, my thoughts still wander to him.

I want him, I'm not denying that because the way I was aroused this morning just from his voice is obvious enough, but I don't want to be a toy for him to play with over and over while other women play with him be in the limelight and be his cultivated companions. What I also don't want is to be his appendage, which he's forced to carry around with him. But he just doesn't look like anyone to deal with, so I'm just going to end this before it really begins.

"Who do you agree with, Sophia?" Noah's voice suddenly sounds and I jump before I look into his eyes.

"I have no idea what it was about but since Flora is my sister I agree." I say, laughing as I see Flora smack him in the shoulder and they both burst out laughing.

"Have you talked to Roven yet?" asks Flora and smiles. "Yeah, he's coming from Japan with Dad at the end of the month," I reply, placing the napkin on my lap as we all three stand up.

"Noah, go ahead."

The curly head nods wordlessly and I reach for my sister's hand.

"Do I have to force you or will you tell me what's wrong with you on your own. Your thoughts are even more confused than my hair after s*x and you know my hair when I-", "Yeah!", I interrupt her laughing , before I sigh and surrender with it.

I just can't hide anything from Flora because she knows me too well for that.

But then I decide against telling her the truth, just out of principle, because she obviously doesn't want me to have anything to do with her boss or she wouldn't have warned me.

"I was chatting with Mrs. Vance today and I thought about Mum, it got me down a bit," I say, exhaling audibly.

"Stop letting that woman get in your head. She left us alone and I hate her for every day that she's not with us. I know you still have hope that she'll come back, but she won't. She wanted to leave then and she did. She never wanted us and I accepted that, you should try that too." She says sternly and kisses my cheek before we get into Noah's Range Rover.

I was lucky that she believed me. I have to meet with him sooner to end it, I can't hold out any longer or there's a risk I'll agree to something I don't want and I'd rather be happy alone than unhappy in a weird s*x relationship he wants to have .

Let's hope he's understanding, otherwise I've got a huge problem.