Miko P.O.V. Saturday
I walked into Daddy's house closing the door behind me heading into his room like he had texted me to do. He told me he was gonna teach me some positions and commands. I was excited cause like I've never done much but I've been doing a lot of things lately. I got on the bed laying on my stomach pulling my phone out. I pulled up Instagram scrolling through my feed. "I haven't posted in a few days." I mumbled to myself looking through my photos to see If I wanted to post any.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I jumped flipping myself over at the female voice. I looked at the girl who couldn't be older then me. I looked her up and down catching the lanyard with a high school id on it. She had dyed blonde hair and green eyes. She was tall and wear quite the slutty outfit. I linked her rather quickly as Layla's old babysitter that He had to fire. "Miko, i'm waiting for my man to get home, and you?" I asked with a little sting on my voice. "His not your man. He's mine. You're just some one night stand." She snapped at me glaring as hard as she could but still looked like a toddler throwing a fit.
"Excuses me, but if I'm wrong, but you have a high school ID and it's a sophomore's ID so your 16, 17 maybe which surely would put him in jail if you were dating and I doubt that i'm just a one night stand when he took me out to eat and invited me over again." I said boredly staring at her. "Baby boy, are you here!?" I smiled hearing his voice call out the front door closing. "Yes! There's also an unwanted guest!"
"What do you mean? Did Layla leave the dogs in the house?" I heard him ask his foot steps heading towards the room. "No. It's a person." I said just before he enter the room. "Tiffany go home before I call your dad." He said walking past her before she could hug him. "But-" "No buts about it. I told you several times no and to stop." He said setting the mail he was holding on his night stand walking over to me pecking my cheek making me smile brightly. "What did he have that I don't? What can he do that I can't?" she argued stomping her feet.
"For one he is 18, two he's not into me for my money, three I don't look at him like one of my own children and four he can take the pain." He snapped back at her sitting down on the bed. "I'm not into you for your money, how do you know he's not?-" She stopped swallowing, "And what do you mean by the pain?" She asked hesitantly looking at me then him. "His dad makes almost as much as me and he has a lot of money waiting for him already in a bank account. And the pain part," He gesture back to me and I just rolled up basketball shorts revealing hickeys, bruises , and the scabbed over scratches and bites marks.
"There also these and a bunch more on my chest." I said lifting my shirt showing my bruised hips that clearly looked like hands and fingers. I dropped my shirt and rolled my shorts back down as she stared wide eyed at the both of us. I stared back at her with an innocent smile. "Now if you don't mind Tiffany. I have stuff to do." He said. I mouthed 'me" as I pointed at myself. She turned quickly leaving the room, it was quiet until the front door slamming made him sigh.
"So that the babysitter?" I asked wrapping my arms around his neck pressing my chest into his back tucking my face in his neck. "Yea, it is." He mumbled running a hand through his hair causing the curls to frizz out. "You lied to me. You told me I was more attractive and if I do so say myself i'm not." I said pouting when he chuckled. "I don't lie Miko. And I'm gonna tell you why you're more attractive. 1. short hair is better. 2. your face is flawless. 3. Your eyes are something I could never get tired of looking at cause there is always something new I notice about them. 4. They way you smile brightens up the world. 5 and final the way you look under me is quite damn sexy." He said as he stood up turning around and pushing me back into the bed kissing down my neck.
"Now before I get carried away and not teach you anything. get naked and stand with you arms at you side and face me." He ordered getting off of me slapping my ass as I got off the bed. I stood in front of him taking my shoes and socks off first followed by my shirt. I pushed my shorts off my hips slowly stepping out of them kicking them off to the side. "How you're standing right now is called attention. There's a hand motion which is a silent way of me telling you to strip and it's this remember it cause i'll use it a lot." He said pointing his finger and making a Z with it.
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One Time Isn't Enough
RomansI dropped the documents as I stared wide-eyed at Mr Voodoo. "You can't fire my father," I said my jaw dropping. "You weren't supposed to hear that." He replied looking up from his desk. "Of course I wasn't but you can't fire my dad," I said walking...
