Cadence

22. Lava

Nicolas

The plan is in motion. In two weeks my father will be disposed of. On the night of my mothers ball to be precise. She's been planning it for quite some time now, she sent me the invitation list. Most being my fathers friends.

He never let her have friends. The one person she was allowed to talk to was Allison Hirum. But they hated each other. They had to. Alec and my father did so they had to follow in their husbands footsteps.

Which in my opinion is fucking stupid.

Of course, we went to the funeral. To pay our respects and all. I can remember how sad she looked that day. Dresses all in black her small hand in her uncles. She was eight when they died.

I remember the stories that spread throughout school, how everyone would look at her when she came back. Full of sympathy and pity.

Anyway back to the plan. Jamie's coming to the ball with me, though Cadence is going to be my plus one.

Not that she knows it yet. But she is. Jamie will keep her distracted whilst I talk 'business' with my father in his office. Then when the clock hits 00:00 I'll slit his throat and watch his soul leave his body.

After all the pain he has brought to this world, it's what he deserves. And as much as I hate him. A quick death will be kind. I could torture him for cheating on my mother and beating me when I was young, but I know that will bring no justice to his actions.

So I'll kill him quickly and clean.

***

Walking through the front door of my house I'm instantly hit with the smell of fresh pancakes.

Groaning in approval I walk to the kitchen.

Leaning against the doorframe, I watch as Cadence potters around still wearing one of my shirts.

She's been here for three days now, waiting for her house to get rebuilt and refurbished. She has the money to buy an apartment but I insisted she stayed here so I can ensure her safety.

Of course she slapped me and said that she can keep herself safe and she doesn't need any man to protect her. Which I don't object to, but it lessens my anxiety having her in arms reach.

Give it to me by Sean Paul is playing. Her hips swaying to the music as she flips the pancake in the pan. Smiling when she lands it, she puts the pan down and moves over to the fridge taking out squirty cream she puts it on the counter and continues her dancing.

She then goes to a cupboard and goes up on her tip toes trying to reach the golden syrup. As she does so the top raises exposing her red lace panties and lower stomach.

My dick twitches in my pants, already turned on by the little minx.

"Done ogling?" She looks over her shoulder at me smirking her ass still on show.

Groaning I put my head against the doorframe and shut my eyes.

How can someone be so attractive?

I feel her fingertips feather over my bicep, I tense slightly but relax when she moves to my back.

Removing my suit jacket she pulls it down my arms and puts it on the back of one of the chairs at the island in the middle of the room.

Coming back over to me she wraps her arms around my waist placing her head against the muscles of my back.

"How's your hand?" She asks putting a hand on my chest and leaving the other on my abs.

"Fine." I answer.