Daddy's Princess

Arrival

Adam's POV:

Six years ago...

My father was diagnosed with lung cancer and the doctor had told him that he may only have 3 months left to live.

He had stopped taking meds and treatments for he had accepted his fate. He said he had lived a good and happy life with me, my sister, and my mom so he doesn't want to end it in suffering in a hospital bed.

I'm currently in training as the heir to all his business assets and I've been learning it my whole life. But learning my father's condition, I hated the idea of being an heir since it keeps sending the idea that I'll be replacing my father because he's dying.

We went back to Los Angeles from New York a couple of days ago for a week-long vacation so he could see his friend one last time.

I was one of his wishes. 

He said he felt guilty because he wasn't able to console this friend when his wife left him for someone else and now that he's back in Los Angeles my father wanted to check on him...

He left this morning and insisted to go there on his own. I didn't insist on accompanying him > H wanted to the bus since he was a teen and no matter how much my mom and I protest, he wouldn't budge. He doesn't want to be treated like a disabled person.

I was on my way to fetch him... 

It was summer so mid-day is totally hellish. Driving his Benz, I was about to enter the gates of the house he visited when I saw someone sneaking in — a slim young girl with long raven hair and milky white skin who's wearing Adidas training pants and a black, sleeveless crop top.

When she realized that there was a car behind her, she froze beside the gate.

I was able to take a good look on her face and I thought she's pretty that my focus was looked on her for a few seconds. 

Although I realized that she wasn't just pretty... there was something else.

I heard from my father that his friend has a daughter, five years younger than me.

A chuckle then escaped my lips, "Your dad didn't know you sneaked out, huh? You'll be in trouble." I spoke as if she could hear me inside the car. 

The guard of the house runs towards my car so I rolled down the window to greet him.

"Hello... I've come to pick up my father." I smiled and nodded at the older man in uniform.

"Ahh yes. Well, sorry son. Your dad already left 15 minutes ago. He said he's avoiding his son who treats him like a kid." The man stated before chuckling.

"What?! Jesus Christ! I'm gonna kill that old man." I kid as I hit the stirring wheel while shaking my head and chuckling.

I then saw the man turn his attention somewhere and when I look to the direction he's looking at, I saw the same young girl brisk walking her way inside, looking back at the guard before she put up her index finger against her plump lips, gesturing shush.

I shook my head, smiling at her gesture, "She's gonna get in trouble, isn't she?" I asked after a terse chuckle.

"Yes... I pity her. She's a good girl." The man responded with a soft expression yet serious face.

When she was about to step inside, she was suddenly greeted by a scowling, older man. She wasn't looking in front of her so she bumped into him and she instantly froze on her tracks she looked forward.

To my surprise, the man suddenly grabs the hair at the back of her head. She immediately holds his hands but the man then drags her inside.

"What the f**k?" I gasped, turning my attention to the man in uniform.

I was about the get out of the car but he shook his head and closed the car door. "Mind your own business, son. Every father has their own way of disciplining the children. She's just so unfortunate to have him as her father."

"What? So you're just gonna watch and do nothing?" I asked in disbelief. And then, my heart drops when she started wailing from inside the house.

"You don't know that man and you don't know what he's been through. Just go son... you might be able to catch your father on his way to the bus stop." He sighed.

I look back at the door, my ears hurt at the sound of her begging and wailing loudly while her father growls even louder.

Mia's POV:

We arrived at JFK International Airport at around 9 in the morning.

Daddy warned me that I may get jet lag due to the time difference. Though I've been feeling nauseous all throughout the flight.

I don't know if it's jetlag or due to the emotions I've felt during the flight.

Finding out that he's been in love with me for the longest time makes me feel giddy inside.

It was a surprise that got my mind off my issue with Irene.

We were then picked up by black Sedan⁠— more like a limousine. Irene rode with us and his mom but she covered her face with a black mask while avoiding our direction.

I always found myself darting glares at her because I still get the feeling she's gonna be taking my daddy from me.

I closed my eyes as I rest my head against daddy's shoulder. I felt him tightened his hold around my waist as we sit beside each other.

Looking out the window, my thoughts then drift to that conversation.

"I hate it when I left you with your father after witnessing what he's doing to you..." he whispered as he embraced me tightly, cradling me on his lap while I helplessly cling on him, sobbing upon hearing his revelation.

"I should've introduced myself to you... I should've approached you... I shouldn't have listened to my father."  He then sighed.

"Daddy..." I sobbed softly, face buried on the crook of his neck and arms around him, embracing him back tightly.

"I saw you that day... my father went to visit yours and I was supposed to fetch him at your house. I didn't know what you did but  it looked like you sneaked out... then I saw your father hurt you..."

He then cupped my cheek and look at me in the eyes.

"My father said it's not my place to interfere. I wanted to save you but I can't disobey my father... But I should've not listened." He muttered before embracing me once more.

"After that day, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I had to see you again but you were locked up. How can he hurt someone so delicate, someone, so beautiful?... I realized that I gotta have you. One way or another, I have to save you... that's when I went to my father in the middle of the night. I asked him to save you... I told him I want you."

"You should've come for me." I cried.

"I know. Forgive me, princess. I'm sorry, I was so late."

"Why didn't you come and get me?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Because you were still 15, you're too young. And I was in training. My father was already weak at that time, princess. And our business is based in New York. I have to fly back to there and take over..."

He then leaves soft pecks of kisses upon my lips as he caresses my cheeks gently.

"There was not a day that passed by when I don't think of you. I wanted you so badly... I wanted to take care of you. Maybe that's why I developed to have this kink... I took in girls that could at least resemble your delicateness just so I could satisfy myself."

I touched his jaws with the tips of my fingers as my gaze alternate from his lips to his eyes.

I can't believe what I'm hearing...

He knows me and he knew I was being abused. He asked for our engagement so he could save me.

Even if it took him six years to get me, I am very grateful and relieved.

This man loves me... this man will protect me.

"You know, I was mad when I learned that you have a boyfriend. It was when it all started. I thought of ending my frustration if I have someone else to replace you."

"If I had known daddy, I wouldn't have-" I was cut off when he pecks my lips once more.

"You fell in love, don't regret that. I was far away and you don't even know me. But you fell for the worst guy and it's not your fault." He whispered, resting his forehead against mine, nudging his nose against mine.

"I was about to accept the fact that you love someone else. I wanted to forget you 'cause I know you already have someone who can protect you. But when I learned that he hurts you as well, I was furious. I can't let that slide anymore..."

"When did you find out? How?" I asked.

"I keep a constant eye on you through private investigators. I know it's creepy but I have to know how you are. When I learned you had a boyfriend, I tried to stop myself from getting any more intel about you 'cause they said you were happy... I thought you were in good hands 'cause you look happy in the photos. Even if it was breaking my heart to see you happy with someone else, I have to let you go... but, when I checked on you a couple of months ago and found out he hurts you as well, I was furious..." he stated before his jaw clenched.

"I have to get you as soon as possible." He added before pecking my lips again.

"That's when you came back to L.A..." I whispered.

He nods gently as a response, "That's when I came back... I made up my mind, even if you love someone else, I have to have you. You're in the worse situation even if it's love. And he can't even protect you from your father.

And I was so happy to see you. You were so beautiful in person and up close, but I still disappointed at myself to see you bruised. I can't help but feel guilty as well for letting you get hurt."

"It's not your fault daddy..."

"But it is, princess... I could've come back when you were 18 and introduce myself as your fiancé."

"Then why didn't you come back?"

"Work... the company... after my father died, there was an issue on the position of being the chairman and president. I couldn't go to you because of that..."

I nodded upon understanding his reason. Of course, he has duties to fulfill with their company. But I can't help but think of what would happen to us if he was able to get me when I turned 18.

I would have never met Damon. I could've saved years of my life from additional pain I got from him if only I had met daddy at that time.

"I longed for you, princess... it's seven long years. But now I have you. So please, don't doubt me. You've always been the only one ever since that day I saw you. All of those girls were just a replacement of you but none of them can complete me as you do."

"Bur, Irene... you kept her close despite you letting her go," I muttered.

"I did because she has comforted me when my dad passed away. She's become a good friend, baby... but even if we were intimate, it was always you I think about. It's always your name I call out."

"But she doesn't see you as a friend." I softly complained.

"I know and that's my mistake. But princess, I only loved one girl in my entire life and I'm loving you even more now that I have you. I love you, princess... don't ever doubt that." He then pressed soft kisses on my lips while my tears delicately fell from my cheeks to the back of his hands.

My eyes slowly flutter open and my gaze automatically turns to Irene who's staring lovingly at my daddy while he was looking out the window. When she realized I was looking, she immediately averted her gaze in the opposite direction.

"I couldn't help but think that something had happened when I was sleeping." Daddy's mom suddenly sighed softly, feeling the awkward tension around us inside the car.

"Nothing happened, mom. Anyway... Mia and I will be staying at my place at the Upper East, is that okay with you?" Daddy asked.

"Oh? So you won't be staying in the Financial District like the usual?"

"I don't mind driving or well, we have Thomas so traveling isn't an issue... and besides, I want Mia to be comfortable. It's more comfortable in the Upper East. Besides, I wanna build a home with her." He answered, gently rubbing my arm.

"Where does mom stay?" I asked.

"59th Avenue." She answered, smiling.

"I'll come to visit you from time to time sweetheart." She added and I responded with a nod and smile as well.

"And Irene?" I asked.

"Financial district. She has a shop there." Daddy answered.

We first dropped off Irene in front of her shop then daddy's mom at her house on 59th ave. His mom wanted me to meet her daughter but she's still hasn't come back from work so daddy and I went our way to our new home, a luxurious townhouse.

I was still feeling weak and a bit nauseous but as soon as I stepped out the car, looking at the home we would be sharing, he turned and smiled brightly,

"Welcome home, princess."