My Naughty Lover ✔️

Chapter 52

Scarlette's Pov

Today is sunday and it's finally beach day. We are all at the seaside. Finally some nice family time. I insisted for Margarette to join us as well because I didn't want my dad to feel bored with me. I kind of ship them together. So here we are, enjoying sun bath as we lay on the pearly creamy sand. Dad went to get us some ice-creams.

"So, how are you feeling, Scarl?" Margarette who is applying sun cream, says.

"I feel good." I tell her as I disconnect from my book world. Yeah, you can guess. I bought a book with me.

"You should have worn the most sexiest one." She says refering to my current clothes. I'm currently wearing a denim short with a bikini top and I'm wearing sunglasses.

"I'm already sexy." I tell her.

"Wow! That's my girl." she smirks and I chuckle. We have been talking like this since I became close with her. I feel more confident now. I won't hide my personal feelings and taste. I will live just like I want to. I won't keep being the nerdy girl that I have always been. I will set myself free now. I will try to talk to mother once I get back. I hope she will understand. I'm 18 years old now. I think it's time for me to stand on my own. I love my current situation. I like how I'm not caging myself like I used to.

"What can I say? I met you, after all." I smirk back.

"Thank god, you did met me without an agenda." she says and we both end up laughing.

"So, what happened yesterday?" she asks.

"What do you mean?" I ask, straighting myself up.

"With Mrs Parker's son." she grins,

"Oh, you mean Shane?" I ask and she nods,

"Oh uhmm we might have kissed." I say while playing with my fingers. My nervous habit. I still cannot believe that we kissed! What was wrong with me?

"Really!!??" she exclaims, "Tell me more!!" she says acting like a teenage girl.

"Well, We were dancing and talking and then he started leaning in. When we were about to kiss the lights were on again. So we headed outside to the balcony where he asked if he could kiss me and I don't know why, I accepted." I say breathing hard, recalling the events of yestersay.

"Was he a bad kisser?" Margarette asks, analysing my face.

"No, I mean, it was okay but it just didn't feel right." I say looking away.

"Why, sweety?" she frowns.

"I didn't feel the sparks. I compared Shane's kiss to his." I say with an equally frowning face. She knows that I'm referring to Zac. Dad told her about it and thus, I decided to share what happened with him. I didn't go in details. I just told her that he led me on and then ditched me.

"Oh dear." she says while giving me a hug. "I don't know what happened but you can always talk to me, okay?" she says and I nod.

"And also, If I may add, you did nothing wrong when you kissed Shane." she assures me.

"Thanks, Margarette." I hug her back.

"What's happening here?" dad appears behind us with our ice-creams.

"Yay! Ice-cream." I exclaim while taking one from dad.

"Your favourite too." dad winks.

"Yes, thanks pops." I smile at him.

Soon the day passes by quickly and we all head home. I successfully got tanned and I'm very happy about it. Margarette and dad confirmed their relationship too. They are actually dating and I'm so happy about it. We took a lot of pictures together. Yesterday dad and I took a picture together when he had received his award and dad said that maybe it would be on the Magasines. I'm really hype about it too. It's cool, I mean, being the daughter of a successful casino owner and seeing your pictures in the news is an accomplishment, right? Dad said that he was very happy that I was with him yesterday but he is sad that I'm leaving tomorrow. I wanted to stay here too, but I feel like a coward. I should face my reality now. No more am I gonna run away...

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The next day, I wake up earlier than usual and I decide to sit near the pool for a bit. I look at this beautiful sight in front of me. I took my diary with me and I start writing about everything. I write about the kiss, about the beach, about dad and Margarette's relationship. I always had this habit of writing in my diary which I hold onto very much. I always take it with me. I have been writing since I was 10 and I will continue writing till I die.

"Breakfast is ready." Clara says and I nod.

I eat breakfast alone as Dad isn't here. He was quite busy these days now that I think about it. He said that he was working on my farewell gift. I mean he already spent a lot on me so of course I declined. But you know how stubborn he can be so he said that it would mean a lot to him if I just accepted his gift.

"What are you thinking about dear?" Clara asks.

"Clara, do you know anything about the gift?" I ask her and by her face expressions, I can confirm that she knows indeed.

"Maybe I know." she smiles. "But I cannot tell you or else it won't be a surprise, will it?" she says breaking my hope.

"Ughh. I already told him that I didn't want anything." I say.

"Well, Sir said that it would mean a lot to him if you just accepted this gift."

"Why?" I ask curiously.

"He said that he would feel relief knowing that you wouldn't do anything wrong." she says adding more curiousness to my thoughts.

"But-" before I can question more, somebody interrupts me,

"You sure are a noisy girl." dad says from behind.

"Oh dad! hey.." I say embarassly.

"Get ready, we are going to the bank." he says and I look at him confused.