𝐌𝐲 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐆𝐮𝐲 ✓

Dad

THIS BOOK IS PUBLISHED AS ORIGINAL DRAFT, IT'S NOT EDITED SO THERE'S A LOT OF MISTAKES BECAUSE I DIDN'T RE-READ CHAPTERS OR CHECK GRAMMAR BEFORE. I AM ALSO REWRITING THIS, I'M STILL NOT SURE IF THE NEW CHAPTERS WILL BE POSTED HERE OR AS SEPARATED, NEW VERSION.

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Monday

It was boring. Very boring. There weren’t many customers; some of my friends weren't here so I didn't have someone to talk to that I'm close. I'm scared I'm gonna have to stay in the club tonight. I don't like it there. I mean, it okay until you get mans at your heels, telling you you're cute and have a nice bum.

And then you have the boss who is always flirting with you. So yes, I don't like it sometimes but it pays good amount of money so...

Nor Liam nor Harry came today. Harry told me he was busy, I mean he was with me for the weekend. But I though Liam will come for both of them coffees and some sweets.

Around 6pm, Matthew (the boss) came to me. Almost nobody was here, it was close to closing time so it isn't surprising.

"Hey, Lou," I nodded in response, letting him continue: "I was wondering if you can stay tonight's shift in the club, since Rudy is sick and you're the only one that's good enough for it."

Okay, what? That the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. We all know when I'm staying, there's more people and money because they always come back to talk to me and then they order more drinks, and since almost everyone has been here with other people they easily call them to come that night because I'm there.

Like I don't get it and I don't like it. It's like I'm an object. Well, at least I have Harry that's not treating me like that. Liam is probably the same.

I did nothing but smiled and said:"Yes, I can stay Rudy's shift."

Matthew nodded with a smile promising to pay me more for this month and 'sneakily' checked me out. Suddenly I was uncomfortable. Today I was wearing blue skinny jeans, light pink shirt tucked in my jeans and messy hair. It was casual, I didn't plan to stay after so I dressed cozy.

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Neither Harry nor Liam came. I thought they would till the end of my shift but apparently not. It doesn't matter. They are really busy people. I expected at least a text message from Harry to say something. Maybe later.

I was now closing the café. I could already hear the loud bass music coming from behind. It's gonna be long night. Let's just hope I can come later than usual in the morning.

After I locked and turned off the lights, I went to the other room/building. I come through the backdoor, Matthew immediately at my side, giving me an apron.

Not even ten minutes later, I already sold who-know-how-many drinks. I even got a few numbers. Around midnight, I was caring drink around. It isn't even in my job description but whatever, I'm getting bigger salary.

"Excuse me, beautiful. Have you seen a man in twenties, longer curly black hair, and green eyes, very tall? We're supposed to meet here."

I looked up to pretty tall man. He reminded me if someone. Maybe a businessmen and I've seen him on the news.

I shook my head."Sorry sir, there are many people looking like that here." He was getting dangerous close to me:"Do you have a picture? If I see his face it'll be easier for me to - eek! - find him..."

I squealed in the middle of sentence. He grabbed my bum and squeezed it. I consider hitting him with the tray I have, but there are drinks there and I would make a scene.

He continued to play with my ass cheek while talking."No need sweetcheeks, I'll just call him."

He looked me up and down, his hand not moving from its position, and told me: "Maybe when I'm done with this we can go somewhere quiet, private. Like my car or my apartment. If you're freaky, then we can go in, like bathroom or park. Or -"

He was interrupted by a very familiar voice that made my eyes widen, cheeks redden and eyes with in shock while I frozen for a moment because of what left his mouth.

"Dad, what are you doing with Louis?! What the fuck?!"

I now know from where he's familiar to me. My future boyfriends’ father. Since when is he gay? Last time I checked, he was married to a woman.

"Tell my dad. What the hell are you doing with your hand on Louis bum?"

Then it really hit me. And not just the reality of situation, that the man was Harry's father. No, no just that. He hit me. Well my ass. Harry's dad just spanked me.