Riya's POV
“Hey, beautiful.” Casper's low, raspy voice came as he crossed one of his legs over the other, while sitting majestically on the chair.
“Come here.” He whispered to me, a smirk crossing his lips as he signaled me over with his fingers.
I tried to control my heavy, shaky breath that clogged to my chest. The thought of running away from him crossed my mind but I knew that would only betray me and Isla would get mad.
And whenever Isla gets mad, everyone gets hot. Literally everyone.
“What are you waiting for?” He spoke again, his voice still low and raspy. “Come to daddy.”
Forcing my feet to move, I dragged them to him and once I reached him, he held me softly by the waist and brought me to sit on his thighs. I gulped heavily, feeling terribly uncomfortable.
Run away, Riy
