DEAR MUMMY, I FOUND DADDY

CHAPTER 2

The cold Los Angeles breeze woke me up. We were outside walking to his Lamborghini. He managed to put me into the car. When the door closed Excitement floated in my stomach.

"Jake, we are getting even tonight."

I smiled, rolling to the side and again my head rested on his broad shoulders. I could feel his muscles stiffen at my touch on his chest, exploring his perfectly sculpted body.

"Where are you taking me to, bad boy?"

I chuckled, biting my lower lips. His gentle hands lifted my chin to his lips. I was almost in night heaven with his tongue in my mouth kissing every damn place. A small pinch on my n****e made me moan in his mouth. It was the longest kiss of my life.

"I'm taking you somewhere only I can penetrate." He arched his brow with a sinuous smile up his lips.

That was a red flag for me to jump out of the car and save myself. I have read smut in novels, envied the female lead having all the fun while I was stuck in a loveless relationship. This night was my night.

I could feel my body heating up for some fun. The car's engine roared to life into the dangerous night. Instead of me feeling afraid I felt warmth and safety in his company. Whatever this fellow was going to do to me tonight, I really did not mind. I'm going to even the score with jake.

Soon the engine died in front of a manor. The heavens were bright with a crescent moon and twinkling stars. He got out first, came over to my side and opened the door for me. He was a real gentleman.

His hands wrapped around my small waist at first, later he carried me like a child. My hands flung around his neck, pulling his head closer for a kiss.

I don't know how, but we got into his room without breaking the kiss.

"Easy tigress."

He held my hands, stopping me from unbuckling his belt. I could already feel a bulge in there.

"I'm so sorry."

I breathed out. My face stained pink from the embankment.

Mr. Didn't complain. He was a domineering man. He wanted to take the lead while I laid back down moaning about his touch.

"You're all mine tonight." His Adam apple bubbled up and down.

I nodded positively.

"From head to toe."

I said recklessly. " Keep driving and driving all night." I moaned into his ears.

"I will."

His smile reached his eyes.

His clever experienced fingers wrung a mounting excitement out of me. My body gained new insights into pleasure until it craved the final satisfaction with an intensity which unlocked my rigid muscles and eased surrender.

His mouth breathed beside my ear, the deep harsh intake of his breath echoing my own breathless excitement. Our hands intertwined tightly, not letting go.

The sharp pain I had felt before suddenly vanished, my body now twisting restlessly to the roughness of his thigh in the smooth skin of my own.

To hell with Jake, I said to myself. My hot mouth was buried in his bare shoulder, and I heard his thick groan of pleasure with an answering pleasure of mine.

The next morning was tranquil. My head pounded a little. I sat on the king-sized mattress all alone. The room was disoriented from last night. I couldn't hear any sound from the bathroom. The gentleman was gone, leaving a note on the bed. His number was boldly written with black ink.

That's it! A bloody number to call when next I wanted his d**k. Or he expected me to call him to say thank you.

F**k!

There was a gentle knock at the door. A maid about my age came into the room not looking surprised at all the mess.

"There is a ride to take you home."

She spoke rudely, then left.

Evidently, I was another of his s*x toys used and dumped. No matter how many times I scrubbed my skin, I still felt dirty. The ghost of his kisses kept coming back.

Breakfast was served, the smell was tempting, I chose to ignore the same as the ride. I called a taxi and left the manor.

That morning I arrived home as a changed person. I was no longer that girl whose face would be bowed to the ground anymore. I walked with my shoulder held high into the bungalow house which had now become the devil's den.

I took in a sharp breath before stepping into the house. The last thing I wanted right now was to get involved in a fight with my step mother Helen and Vanessa. Besides I don't think she would try anything silly knowing I'm holding something against her.

"You little bitch."

Helen yelled out from the parlor wrapping her hands on her chest.

"So it's true."

She glared at the new clothes I was wearing, it wasn't the same gown of yesterday. The old one had been ripped off badly by him.

I just rolled her eyes skewered ignoring the petite talk heading towards my room but was stopped by Vanessa blocking my way.

"Where have you been all night sister?"

Vanessa mocked. She still had the audacity to speak.

"why were you f**King Jake last night?"

I retorted, placing a hand on my pained waist.

"Lies, fabricated lies to cover up your shameless ass."

Vanessa challenged me. I wasn't going to speak so much. I rampaged my back in search of my phone.

"Looking for this."

She held out my phone.

How was that even possible? The last time I remembered my phone was...

I watched the video over again. I must have forgotten to put it back in my bag.

"Did you follow me?"

She smiled like the villain that she is. Goddamn! I should have posted the video immediately. All though my plan wasn't to post it on the net I wanted to blackmail her with it.

"Hand it over now."

"Of course... Oops."

She dropped my phone to the floor. I watched it smash on the stairs, scattering into shreds.

"You imbecile."

I was going after Vanessa to deal with her. Another hand held me back and slapped me. I lost my balance and fell to the floor holding onto my face.

"I trained you better than this."

His voice thundered. I don't know what this b***h must have told my father. He looked at me like trash.

"What have I done father?" I cried out. Vanessa should have been the one to receive such an ear deafening slap.

"What haven't you done?"

He brought out his phone and showed me pictures from last night. I couldn't believe it myself.

"It's all Jake's fault only if he hadn't...."

"Shut up."

His voice made me stagger backwards avoiding another round of deafening slap. I'm not so surprised by his taking their side.

"Go up the stairs now."

After fathers accident, my mother did not survive. Helen moved in with a child for father. They had been secretly having an affair for years.

"I'm leaving this house."

I pushed Vanessa out of the way and headed to the room. I'm tired of being disrespected in my own home. I'm moving far from home, to a place where no one knows about me and to begin a new life.

I moved all my things out of the house. Everyone just watched. They had thought I was bluffing about moving out.

"April."

Father called out. I wasn't going to let him or anyone stop me.

I slammed the door of the taxi, not sparing him a look.

"She can't possibly survive on her own. She will be back in a short while."