The olympians forbidden young love

A father's love

Johannes POV

Once I got Clara doing jobs on the yard I took a deep breath. I’m not sure why I’m so attracted to someone so young, or someone at all to be honest. I don’t exactly have a long history of relationships. Maybe I’m paranoid but when your dad takes every opportunity to flash his fancy cars, houses, clothes and well, just money, at anyone he meets I’ve never actually managed to find a girl that doesn’t know I’m a billionaire’s son after a few weeks of meeting me. And once they know that it’s like they’re drawn to the money, dropping hints about hanging out with my family or going to fancy places. I’ve hated it since I first started school and had to second guess why other kids were hanging out with me- did they like me or just want a piece of whatever money could offer.

I guess it’s why I was so drawn to horses; horses have no idea my dad’s a billionaire! Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a few girls here and there. And hot ones too if I must boast. At uni I even managed to have a 9 month relationship, I was smitten then right before the summer break my dad shows up unannounced in a Ferrari and things started getting weird; she suddenly showed up to family dinners because my dad had invited her, then business parties my dad forces me to go to, then dropping hints about marriage! And all the while I started to feel more distant from her, we broke it off soon after that. I’ve thrown myself into my hobby and the club ever since and haven’t really thought about girls that way.

I should have told her there was no job… but it just slipped out. I think it’ll be fine though, once I get used to her being an employee I think these sparks will go. She can be like a little apprentice. I’ll give her some good training; I can tell she’s obsessed with the horses already. And over here I can keep her away from my dad… and keep me away from him while I’m here too!

She’s definitely not interested in fancy clothes anyway- the first afternoon she showed up in her faded track suit and muck boots my heart jumped. I was half expecting her to be covered in make up and flashing a bit of flesh. Which makes me sound like an arrogant d**k. It’s just what girls seem to do around me… but not her, she was dressed for mucking out! Mind you if I’m ever going to have clients come here she’ll need to look the part.

She’s a decent rider too. I mean her techniques a bit all over the place, but she was so in tune with Prince almost instantly, so calm and quiet. I felt relaxed schooling my horses and just knowing she was about- which sounds stupid.

She did well with all the jobs too, I felt like a d**k getting her to muck out stables while I rode but this is what I need to do- treat her like an employee and get my brain into thinking that way. It was going pretty well until we were at the gate ready to leave, she looked so tired and small… and sexy. I just couldn’t help offer her a lift home. Then helping put her helmet on… just something about how genuine and innocent she seems, and her soft skin when I brushed against it. The way she got on the bike trying not to touch me made my body ache to be near her so I jolted the bike… I’m a jerk. As I dropped her off at her parents I didn’t get off the bike, I watched her struggle to get her helmet off, then gently took it, waved and sped off. I made myself a promise not to touch her again. I don’t have time to be caught up with a college kid, I have two careers to focus on! I need to make it in my own right so I can get out from under my father’s control.

Speaking of the devil, as I pulled up to his mansion his Ferrari was parked out front- he was home. I sighed, parking up beside it. Best check on my competition horses before dinner- I doubt I’d be in the mood after. As I walked into the yard I could hear groans from my office. It was in the middle of the yard with a window facing out so when I worked I could watch the staff and horses- it kept me sane. Weirdly though the lights weren’t on. I was about to call out but the groans were becoming… rhythmical. For god’s sake someone was having s*x in there! I bet it was one of my grooms. I rolled my eyes, this was taking the piss, I try to be an understanding boss but come one… it’s my office.

I walked quietly to the door then in one quick motion flicked the door open and switched on the light.

‘Dad!’ He was sat in my office chair his pants down to his knees and on his lap completely naked was my head groom her hips riding him as if he were one of my horses. They both turned to look at me and she froze.

‘Jo for god’s sake we’re busy!’ he growled, holding her hips in place on his lap. ‘Go back in the house and tell your mother I’m taking a call and will be in for dinner in 10 minutes. Don’t you dare say anything about this’.

‘You’re unbelievable’ I spat, turning to leave.

‘Hey!’ Sandra, my groom called out. ‘The lights Jo!’ I was furious, but I did as she asked and turned the lights off, she starting grinding on my father and moaning again – I got out of there slamming the door behind me.

‘Hey have you seen your father Johannes?’ my mum asked as soon as I entered the house, then she saw my face ‘oh, I won’t ask’ she said quickly. ‘Do you think he wants dinner though?’

‘He said he’d be in for dinner in 10 minutes’ I said. ‘I’m going out sorry- something for the club, I’ll be back late, don’t wait up’.

With that I turned and walked back to my bike, the engine roared and I sped off. I had nowhere to go and I didn’t want to see people so a sped off back to the yard. I pulled up at the gate and Clara was there! She spun round we she heard my bike pull up, looking caught out.

‘What the hell are you doing here?!’