Meeting With Laura
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Eloise's POV
Ignatio quickly walked to me, ending the call. "Eloise, for goodness sake, pick your dresses without much noise!"
He was getting frustrated and angry at me for letting the people start to get the wrong idea about us.
I actually don't know the idea they are having about us, but whatever it is, I don't care.
"Okay, Daddy," I said in a low tone.
I decided to give it a rest and just picked the panties and bras while he stayed at a distance.
It would have been nice if he was beside me, telling me he would prefer red more than pink.
After a few minutes, I handed the few I had picked to the attendant.
"I'm finally done, Miss," I said with a smile.
She smiled back awkwardly at me, and I could tell this woman thinks I'm some kind of a freak.
The attendant went over to the counter and calculated the bills. I stood in front of the counter with Daddy by my side, his hands tucked in his pocket.
Again, I stared at him like my life depended on it. His eyes, jaws, and his entire well carved face drew me in. He's handsome as f**k, and I don't want to start imagining how many women would be dying to fall at his feet and beg for his c**k in their mouths.
I snapped myself back to the room and picked my phone up recalling something I needed to do. I texted Laura.
Me: "Hey, can we meet?"
It ticked blue immediately, but Laura didn't reply until after a few minutes.
Laura: "Sure. Location?"
I breathed out in relief, knowing that she was willing to meet up with me.
Me: "Owen Cafe. I'll be there in thirty minutes"
I slammed my phone shut when the attendant's voice rose.
"That's 25 thousand dollars, sir" She said.
Ignatio frowned and turned to me and I knew what he was thinking.
"I don't really need clothes, I don't go out that often" I said even before he could ask the question.
He thought the bill was a bit low, I could tell.
He only sighed, resigning.
The transaction was done with his black card and the shopping bags were handed to me, but Daddy took it.
He didn't say anything afterwards, but just walked out of the mall.
"Thank you. Please come again" the attendant's voice faded in the background as I was already scurrying to meet up with Daddy's steps.
He threw the bags into the back of the car, and I couldn't help but think he did that angrily.
He moved back to me, and opened the car door for me to step in.
I muttered a thank you before I slid into the car. I watched as Daddy walked to the other side and slid into the driver's seat beside me.
"Eloise" he called sternly, his word hinting at a warning.
"If you do that in public again, I will throw you out of my house and tell your parents I can't put up with your attitude" he said sternly.
Maybe that was supposed to scare me, but it didn't.
"Then....." I started slowly. "Can I do it in private?"
He clenched his jaws so hard and closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath.
"Okay, okay, that was a joke. I won't do it again" I said quickly before he could give a reply.
"Good" he said, after his gaze lingered on me for some seconds.
"I'll be visiting my friend, Daddy," I said.
"A guy?" He asked. "No, a girl. Laura" I replied.
He ignited the car, driving out of the mall.
"Tell me where to drop you off"
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"Laura, I'm sorry about the other day" I apologized.
Laura was seated in front of me, an orange juice sitting on the table in front of her.
I thought she wouldn't be angry anymore, but she still looked so pissed off with me.
Today, I had reserved the whole cafe, so what happened the last time wouldn't happen.
"You talked like that because you aren't struggling, Eloise. What am I even saying?" She scoffed.
"You've never struggled in your entire life," she added.
My girlfriend had tears in the corner of her eyes as she listed all she had to go through, and how much taking care of Logan had cost her, physically, financially and emotionally.
I stood up from the chair and moved over to the other side, hugging her close to my body.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come out that way. All I wanted to say was that there could have been other options, not that" I said.
She sniffled as she gently pulled away from me. "I couldn't find any at the moment, I had close to no choice"
"Then you could have told me. We are friends, we are meant to confide in each other!" I almost yelled.
My lips parted as I eagerly waited for her response. I was hurt that she didn't talk to me about it.
"I didn't want to inconvenience you, I know your parents wouldn't help" she smiled gently, trying to hide the pain in her eyes.
Her words made my chest tighten, but she was right.
Mom might consider helping, but even that would take a lot to convince her.
"I promise to find another job as soon as possible, okay?" She stared at me with her face filled with concern.
Like she didn't want to lose us. She didn't want to let her work be the cause of our separation.
I nodded with a faint smile.
"How are they? Your Mom and Dad?" Laura asked, concerned about them.
"On a trip. They left me all alone" I told her.
She frowned. "Couple things?"
I shook my head. "No, they went differently. Work calls" I shrugged, acting like I didn't care about being left all alone.
Maybe I didn't care, because I was now obsessed with Ignatio Sandro. Because I'm fine living in his home and having him go shopping with me, and I would do anything just to have him f**k me.
"That's bad. You must be lonely" Laura pouted. "Do you want me to come stay with you?" She asked.
I laughed.
"I'm actually staying at my Dad's friend's" I smiled widely.
She stared at me with a confused look. "A woman?"
"No"
"He's got a wife?" She asked.
"No,"
"He's living alone?" She asked, her voice getting raised.
"Yeah" I replied, nodding my head slowly. Why was Laura so invested in my Dad's friend?
"Good. That's very nice" Laura stood up, walked to me and dragged me up from the chair.
"Let's go, you are packing your things out of that man's house, and you will be moving in with me" she said with a stern look.
"What??"
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