"Aisu, can you please remove your clothes and bend over the bed?" His voice washed over her like the waves would over the sand at a calm beach. She nodded, and obediently she did as she was told. She wasn't much to look at compared to other people, but he made her feel special. Her dark brown hair, stormy grey eyes and athletic body were appealing to him, especially with how ample her breasts were. She was slightly tanned, still pale compared to him. He protected her, made her feel safe from everyone and everything. Her obedience towards him wasn't because of the fact that she had no choice, it was more the fact that she was willing to surrender her body to him for his pleasure. She knew he was more than willing to give the pleasure back. As she stood bent over the bed, she felt the sensation of his hands against her bare skin. Her eyes closed and her sense of touch became more sensitive to him. Her breath hitched and became shallow when she felt him press his erect member against her rear, she prepared herself for the pleasure that would follow, only to have her thoughts interrupted by her teacher. She looked at him in a slight daze, an attractive, tall and dark Samoan man glaring at her as he repeated what he had just said.
"Can you please get your book out and answer the questions on the board? I also want to have a chat to you after class." She nodded her head and began to do her school work. Man, what am I doing daydreaming like that... I should know better... Now I have to stay back...
She cleared her hair from her eyes and began to work, copying the information from the board. Occasionally she would catch herself writing out her fantasy and erase her words before Mr Samoan could glance over at her work, or becoming distracted by the giggling from the popular girls while the teacher 'talked' with them. Another hour had passed with minimal work done before the bell went.
"Aisu." He gestured for her to come to his desk, his suit clearly too tight for his build. He reminded her of a rugby player with the way his arms were. She walked over to the desk, the kid who chilled at the back slithered past her with a deep chuckle. With a roll of her eyes she approached him and immediately took a step back when he began to scold her.
"I am sick and tired of your attitude this semester. You are not paying attention in class, you are not participating in group activities and to be quite frank with you, Miss Darkoryian I am this close to suspending you myself if that were possible. Dismissed." He waved her away rudely and went on to clear his desk. Aisu sighed deeply as she exited her classroom and begun walking to her locker to collect her things before going home. The cooing of girls could be heard after a cute boy said hi as he walked past them, but she no longer cared to even look anymore. Again, lost in her own thoughts, she barely noticed that the hallway was just about empty and she was slowly collecting her things before making her way out of the school and in a brief moment, she snapped back from her thoughts as someone bumped into her, knocking her over in the near empty hall.
"Ugh... Damn you need to really watch where... where... um..." she looked up towards the person who stood before her, his hand outstretched to help her. She accepted it and stood up, she turned her gaze to his face. It was the kid from the back of the classroom.
"I'm sorry about that. I guess I was just a little distracted. Aisu right? From history?" His soft blue eyes gazed into her stormy grey ones. She didn't know what to think at this very moment, his blue eyes were the softest hue she had ever seen and she thought her eyes were different 'guess not'
"I guess I was too... I didn't think anyone would still be here honestly. But, um.. yeah I'm, Aisu. And I don't recall your name." She gave him an apologetic look, she didn't like paying attention to anyone from this school since she started a few months ago.
"Aisu." He tested the name aloud and smiled softly. "I like it. It's different." He laughed in a way that made her blush a little. "My name is Valentinus, you can call me Val if you want. So what did Mr Asshole want to talk to you about?." He leant against the locker next to hers and waited for her reply.
"Just my behaviour and how he wished he could suspend me. The usual. He always gives me a hard time and I don't know why." Aisu shrugged while grabbing her things from her locker and putting them in her bag. Valentinus took this as her queue she wants to leave.
"Probably because you shot him down on your first day without realising it. He does it to every attractive woman that walks in there. Creep." He explained further with the workings of Mr Soloman and how he treats the pretty girls, but Aisu was distracted by his comment. "And yeah... monkeys are actually purple dragons." That got her attention, she looked at him with an embarassed look and hung her head. He began to laugh as he collected his things instantly forgiving her.
Aisu waves goodbye and begins to walk to her dad's car. She stops in her tracks after hearing someone running only to turn around and see Valentinus running behind her to catch up. She feels her excitement growing deep in her stomach as he approached, she smiled and almost laughed when he slowed down to catch his breath. He stands up straight and takes a deep breath before taking his phone out and held it out for her. She sees his lip curl up as he smiled to himself, the look on his face made her blush and she looked at his phone.
"This may seem like an unlikely request, but can I have your number?" What was she going to say to him? She stared at the phone for a little longer before agreeing and taking his phone. It was already unlocked and keypad open so she typed her number in and entered her name before handing it back. He accepted it and shoved it in his pocket with an accomplished smile.
"Do you mind if... um... is it okay... " She sighed in her futile attempt to ask him for his number so instead just unlocked her phone and handed it over. He took it and put in his own with his name and ';)' next to it. She giggles softly which makes Valentinus raise his eyebrow and smirk.
"Having fun there?"
"Sorry, it's just... I didn't expect you to save your name like you did... I didn't do anything like that..." She regrets not doing anything like that, but how did she know if he was going to like it or not? It would have been weird.
"You know... we should hang out sometime. I know a really great beach." Valentinus suggests with a gesture towards where she lived, she knew the beach well and loved it too.
"You mean Luginia Beach? I live just next to it. But it is due to snow soon though, might not be a good idea." She smiles at him and hears a car horn beep, it was her dad watching the conversation while on the phone. Valentinus took the hint and hugged her goodbye, something Aisu did not expect. She waved goodbye and rushed to the car, getting in at the end of the phone call.
"Okay, I will get it done soon... At least by the end of the week... I will try my best... Good bye." He hangs up the phone and starts the car, turning his attention to her and seeing that she was smiling and staring at the window.
"How was your day, sweetie?" He pulled away from the verge trying not to hint that he didn't want her talking to boys. Yet.
"It was good."
"Did anything interesting happen?"
"I got told off by my history teacher again. He said he wished he could suspend me if he could, all because I won't flirt with him like the other girls." She sighed and folded her arms tightly with frustration only to let go when he feels a reassuring hand on her arm. "But on the upside, I made a friend. His name is Valentinus, the boy you saw me talking to." She looked away from Luciano to hide her smile, she did like him.
"It seems you have finally made a friend since our move here. It's great! I'm proud of you honey. But please try to pay more attention in class, you know how your mother was when you got anything under average." Luciano smiled when he began to remember how his wife always scolded Aisu for getting low grades, he couldn't help but miss her every time he thought about her. The car steadily makes its way home and Aisu eventually finishes talking about her day when she realizes her father seemed rather stressed when she got in the car earlier.
"Hey dad, what was that call about earlier? You seemed rather stressed." Aisu looked at him with a concerned expression and tilted her head while she waited for his answer.
"My boss wants me to finish the draft for the new warehouse by the end of the week. SO much for a six month deadline." The way his emphasis on so and the way he waved his hands made her laugh and in turn made him laugh too. She will admit he did look like a teenage girl when he did that, but she also knew that he was trying to make the ambience in the air a lot happier than what it really was. She didn't want to be an Architect for this exact reason, it was stressful but she helped wherever she could.
They pulled up in the driveway, which was made out of simple concrete that finished at the dark brown doors of the double car port. The house was a modern design with white concrete walls and dark grey accents, the front door made from glass with a jarrah frame. The front yard had artificial grass that went from the verge to the garden bed which had a small concrete wall around it with assorted succulents that was Aisu's mother's choice if they bought a house.
They pulled into the garage and they got out of the car before going inside and going about their normal afternoon routines. Luciano began deciding dinner, he always made extra incase Aisu was still hungry later but she knew better. She went upstairs into her room, which was spacious and always kept clean. The bed was made with her striped duvet of various colours to make a galaxy, her pillow cases solid colors matching the duvet. She had her own bathroom and walk in robe which was sorted according to season and occasion, she wasn't afraid to admit she was a bit of a neat freak. It was either that or admit she was afraid to bring her mother back from the great beyond to tell her to clean her room. Her phone pinged and she looked at her screen, it was from Valentinus.
YOU ARE READING
Daddy's Little Girl
RomanceIt's hard being the new girl. Her teacher hates her and her father is the only person on her side. Until one afternoon where she bumps into what could be the best thing to ever happen to her.