After Beautiful Bastard | ENGLOT

Chapter 9

Charlotte's POV

Traveling... has never really been good for Engfa and I. Los Angeles was perfect while we were still in our little bubble. So we tried to go back to the real world and everything started to go wrong. In a catastrophic way.

After that, we tried to plan a trip in October, but ended up canceling because of work. We tried again in December; Engfa was overwhelmed with work on a large account that was going to be launched before the New Year, and we both had the Rapid Life launch in early January. Somehow, I managed to convince her to extend the Christmas weekend and travel with me.

To meet my father.

Engfa at first didn't want to - she was in the last stages of that huge campaign and also had to stay with her own family. And I had spent most of last year complaining to my father about how my boss was an egocentric idiot, only to later admit that I was screwing that boss. The trip had all the ingredients of a disaster.

Engfa remained quiet for most of the flight, I knew something was wrong because she didn't suggest having sex in the plane's toilet.

"You are too respectful, Waraha. What is happening?" I asked, after we landed, as we headed for the car rental.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, in the last three hours you haven't made any inappropriate comments about me talking about riding, sucking, licking, touching, grabbing, etc., or saying anything complimentary about your dick. It's so quiet that I can practically hear your thoughts and, frankly, I'm a little worried."

She reached out and slapped my ass.

"Better? And by the way, your thighs are delicious with these pants."

"Talk to me."

"I'm going to meet your father," she said, fixing her collar.

"AND...?"

"And he knows what an idiot I was." I cleared my throat and she looked at me. "I can be."

"Can?"

"Charlotte."

"That's part of your charm that everyone knows," I said, winking my eyelashes at her quickly. "Since when do you apologize for that?"

She sighed.

"Since I agreed to meet your father. And if he has a calendar, he already knows that I was sleeping with you while we worked together."

"I also had to face your family after all this. I'm sure Jeff told Plaifa about the Bathroom Incident and if Plaifa knows, then Nawat knows. And if Nawat knows... oh my God, Mae knows we had sex in her favorite bathroom... while Mew was there to meet me!" I hit my palm on my forehead.

"Yeah! It turns out that my family loves you anyway, the situation here is a little different."

We arrived at the car rental door and I took her hand, making her stop.

"Look, Austin knows his daughter. He knows I can be a little difficult at times..."

"There is!"

Now it was my turn to face her face.

"And he knows that I always fight back. You don't have to worry."

She sighed again and came over to lean her forehead against mine.

"If you really think..."

//

My father whistled as the black Mercedes-Benz we parked in front of his house circulated.