Yes, Daddy

Chapter Fourteen Mia

                      Mia

My heart pounds
as I run out of the building and to my home. I have never feared anyone before, but I feared him the moment. It was like something else took over him for a moment and to honest I wasn’t sure if he was going to stop. Maybe this is my fault. I let my hormones get in the way before getting to know him. What if he likes to hurt a woman while screwing him? Was that what he was trying to do? Taking deep breaths to slow my heart when I finally see my building come into view, I fall into a walk. Letting my heart catch up with me.

Unlocking my door, I step in and kick off my heels. Dropping my things by the door. Phone in hand I dial Emilia’s number with shaky fingers.” Hey babe, what’s up” she asks answering on the first ring. I take another deep breath and sit on my couch curling my legs underneath me.” So, you know how I like my boss, like him?” I question even though I know she knows the answer.” Yeah, why? Did something happen? You sound off” she says quickly with concern. I sigh running my hands through my hair then prop my head up with my other hand.” So, we had sex and it was awesome, like amazing” she laughs cutting me off” and the problem is” she questions with amusement.

“Well at work today we had sex again, but it was different. I mean not at first, but I don’t know he grabbed my throat while were having sex, he squeezed my throat. I was so scared he was going to hurt me. That he wouldn’t stop.” I say but it all comes out rushed and I’m not sure if she even got it all. She snorts out a laugh and I freeze. Why is laughing? How is this funny.” Don’t laugh. This isn’t funny. I was really scared. I literally ran out of the building and all the way home.” I explain in case she didn’t get that part.” I’m laughing because of how naïve you can be sometimes. A lot of people mix a little pain with pleasure. Throat grabbing in [my opinion isn’t even considered pain. It’s more of an I’m going to fuck you hard now. Or good. Well, I’m sure that opinion can be argued.” She takes a deep breath.” My point is, this is extremely common, it’s not meant to hurt you per se but if you mix the pain and pleasure just right. Oh, don’t even get me started on the orgasms. I mean I could be wrong. There may be a whole other reason for this. Just talk to him about it, see what he has to say first before you judge him.”

I agree with her before hanging up the phone even though I can’t wrap my head around why anyone would want pain when your only supposed to be feeling pleasure. Is that really something you just do? Aren’t you supposed to ask if that’s what you’re into first? I don’t have much of a choice to hear him out anyway. He is my boss and I can’t afford to lose this job. I don’t know. Mabey I am overreacting. Or reacted to quickly. Getting off the couch, I push it all of it to the back my mind for now and leave it for tomorrow. I strip my clothing and draw a hot bath adding in some honey bath oils to soak. I moan a bit as I slip in laying back against my blue bath pillow and close my eyes.

                      
                       Memories Revealed

How could you do this! Does our family really mean nothing to you? Mommy’s tears fall rapidly down her cheek. Eyes bloodshot red and face red like the tomatoes in our fridge. I stand hidden be beside the stirs watching mommy and daddy fight. You don’t give anything anymore what did you expect huh? That I would forever just be okay with not being please by my wife. My father yells back getting in her face. His face getting redder and redder by the minute. He sudden growls grabbing her by the throat backing her against the wall. My eyes well up with tears as mommy desperately tries to take his hand off her throat. just when I have decided I’m going to step in. He releases my mother. She collapses to the floor in a cough. My father stops and see me on his way out. His eyes so angry that I fear he is going to hurt me too. Thankfully he leaves without anything more being said.

 

My eyes fly open and I sit up. Shivers and goosebumps across my skin from the cold water. I stand up and dry off grabbing my red silk robe off the bathroom door. I ponder weather or not I should call my mother. I didn’t remember this detail until now and I want to know more. But I don’t think she would be willing to talk about it. I doubt she would even admit to it. Then again it could have just been my mind playing tricks on me. I have a feeling it's not though. Maybe what happened today triggered it. Maybe it’s why I reacted badly to something apparently normal. By the time I have pulled out my mint chocolate chip ice cream, a spoon and sat on the couch with a movie. I had decided I’m not going to call my mother. I don’t want to cause her pain.

The more I eat the more my thoughts get out of hand. I groan putting the ice cream back up and go to bed. No longer want to overthink this. Like Emilia said. Hear him out before judging him. It could just be something silly, or maybe it is something heavy.  But I guess I will decide that tomorrow when I talk to him. I crawl into bed and curl my self into the think white comforter.

Morning comes all to quickly and I must rush out the door knowing I don’t look well. I must have forgotten to turn my alarm on and now I’m late. Although I have a feeling, he won’t mind. Or maybe he will, and I will get yelled at. My hair twisted into a messy bun. Simple white and black dress with white pumps. Noting more nothing less. My eyes have dark circles like I haven’t slept in days. And while I didn’t have the best sleep, I’m not sure why I look this bad. Despite my nerves and being tired. I still great everyone with a smile. I don’t see Ethan on my way to my office and I’m thankful for it not ready to talk to him about yesterday yet. I drop my stuff and grab a coffee. the girls standing in the break room chat away gossiping about the latest fashions. I don’t even think they notice me as I pour me a cup. Greyson catches my eyes on my way back to my desk and I put a little extra hurry into my step not wanting to talk to him either. Honestly, I’m starting to wonder if he even has his own job at this point.

It seems like he is always here. Not that its any of my business. Maybe he and his brother are closer than I thought. I was starting to think they might be fighting over me. Mabey this means there not though. I’m hoping for the latter not wanting to come in between. I spend the day going through my emails, putting the meeting together and talking to clients. I get so drowned in what I’m doing that I didn’t even relies on on on the day was almost over, and I missed lunch. Someone clears their throat behind me making me scream. I shake my head cheeks heating in embarrassment and turn in my chair. My boss stands before me in all his sexy god-like glory and I curse whatever god is up there for making him the sexiest man on earth. For a moment and only a moment he makes me forget about yesterday and I smile up at him. Only to let it drop a second after.” I’m sorry. I uh, let’s go eat. Let me explain please?” he states in a question manor. I scan his eyes seeing the vulnerability and nod my head biting my lip. I turn everything off and grab my stuff. Ethan offers his arm, but I turn it down but not because of yesterday but because there are still a few employees left in the building. His frown shows me he thinks it the first one. I give him a tight-lipped smile and we head out If the building to his car.

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S.M Irene