Teach Me, Daddy!

Call me Daddy

"Hello, I am Catherine," she said in a stuttering voice. A soft chuckle left Archer's lips, sending goosebumps through Catherine's spine.

"Your room is on the second floor, first room. Apart from your room, living room, and kitchen, do not wander around or enter any other room. If you do not like the decor or need anything else, just let Thomas know." his voice wasn't strict but serious. He was drawing a boundary, and Catherine knew not to meddle with his rules.

"Thanks, Mr. Mendez," Catherine said after thinking for a while. She lost all her words the moment she walked into this villa. Just last night she was soaking wet thinking about the great Archer Mendez and his big chocolaty monster, and now he was sitting in front of her like a f*****g s*x god. Shame engulfed her; how could she form any word in front of this man?

"From now on, call me Daddy. If someone heard you calling me Mr. Mendez, they might misunderstand our relationship," Archer said, frowning. He watched the teenage girl standing before him. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a black top. The top was hugging her body like a second skin, flaunting her natural curves. For a moment, he couldn't move his eyes from her natural big t**s.

'f**k!' Archer cursed inside his head before shifting his eyes back to her face. How could he think about something like that for this girl? She was legally his daughter, for f**k's sake.

"From now on, do not wear jeans or a top. You will only wear dresses and skirts," Archer said, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Okay, Daddy." As soon as those words reached his ears, Archer felt a twitch in his d**k. What was happening with him today? How could he feel aroused by his own adopted daughter? Was it because he hadn't gotten laid for some weeks now?

"Go to your room and do not come down until you are called for lunch," he ordered in a cold voice. Catherine nodded at him and rushed to the stairs. Archer couldn't help but watch her round ass. With every step she took, her butt cheeks were jumping inside her jeans. How good will they feel in his hand?

Archer shifted his eyes from her and concentrated on the tablet in his hand. Soon he heard the sound of footsteps, and Mason, his best friend, walked in.

"I heard from Brady that you adopted a teenager as per his suggestion. Is it true?" Brady asked, taking a seat opposite Archer.

"He's my legal advisor, so it is normal for me to take his suggestion. That's what I pay him for. And don't walk inside my house without knocking from now on. I have a teenage daughter in the house," Archer said without raising his head.

"Whoa! Man, I must say you are fast. Not only did you adopt a girl within two days, but you are acting like a protective father already," Brady exclaimed with an astonishing smile on his face.

"Shut up, will you? You know everything is just for the show. I have to show those old shareholders that I have changed, and I have a family now. That's why I adopted a girl who will turn eighteen soon. Once I took control of those old hags, I would give her some property, and she would be out of my life as an adult," Archer explained, placing his tablet on the center table.

"Does she know about all this?" Brady asked, raising his thick brows.

"She doesn't need to know. She needed a guardian and sponsor, and I needed to clear my reputation. We are both gaining from this arrangement. Now,, if you will excuse me, I have something important to deal with at the moment," Archer said, indicating Brady to leave.

"Won't you introduce your daughter to me? I am eager to meet my new niece," he grinned, showing off his perfectly white teeth.

"I will introduce her in front of the shareholders only in the meeting next month. Till then, keep yourself out of my way. I will suggest you concentrate on your business," Archer dismissed him and went straight to his study.

Brady chuckled at the reaction of his best friend. Archer was always like this; no one knew what was going on inside his mind.

In her room, Catherine was in awe. The full room was decorated in a princess style with pink and purple. Though she wasn't a big fan of pink, she liked the combination. She walked into the big walk-in closet. It was fully stocked with all branded dresses, shoes, bags, cosmetics, and lingerie. She wandered around her big bedroom until she heard a soft knock on her door.

"Hello, Miss Mendez, my name is Cody. I am the cook here, and lunch is ready. Mr. Mendez is waiting for you downstairs. He asked you to change and join him for lunch," a woman in her mid-forties stood in front of her room.

"Just call me Catie; no need for those formalities. I would be down there in ten minutes," Catherine said. Cody nodded at her and left.

Catherine went back to her closet and picked a black spaghetti strap dress that reached her thigh. Only after putting on the dress did she realize the dress was one size smaller than her. She had natural ig boobs, and the dress clung to her chest like a second skin. She checked the time and decided to wear the dress only for lunch. Once she was done, she would change it after that. After tying her hair in a messy bun, she ran downstairs.

"Sorry, I am a bit late," Catherine said, sitting on a chair near Archer. She was busy roaming her eyes around the table, which was filled with nearly fifteen items. She was so amused by the huge feast in front of her that she didn't notice Archer's dark eyes until she heard his cold voice.

"Why are you wearing this tiny dress?"