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Continuous calls of my mom woked me up. Informing her that everything's fine, I made my way towards bathroom for usual routine. Taking my new phone in which I had pretty much installed everything yesterday before unpacking, I went downstairs with cookies I got for my father.
Dad and pig was already settled on the table talking about something, guessing from their expressions, it was pretty serious. Hearing footsteps their head turn towards me.
Pig looked annoyed. Nothing unusual I see. Kissing my dad on cheek, I sat down next to him and gave him the cookies.
"I got them from pirate theme cafe I told you about."

Hearing chuckle of none other than Mr.Pig here, I narrowed my eyes at him.
He was sitting in front of me with his black t-shirt which seems to hugged his body perfectly. A bit of messy hair completed his rough look.

"Does daddy's little girl not care about her dad's diabetes." Corner of his lips moved upward in thin line, mocking me.

"You pigheaded jerk-"

"Sapphire, yesterday we'd discussed about this."

"Sorry Dad, I didn't know you're diabetic." I made it clear, I was not sorry for calling him jerk. He deserved all the bad words I know also those which I'll know in future.

Carley set the breakfast on table. Pancakes, Bread, Omelette, fresh strawberries and Date-Smoothie. I couldn't take off my eyes from them. Quickly clicking picture, I gave cookies to Carley. "I got this for Dad but he's diabetic so why don't you and George enjoy it. I request you to not share it with the guy sitting in front of me." with this I pointed a finger at him.
He just shrugged at me.

Carley thanked me and winked at pig telling him he's not getting those cookies.

"Don't want to get fat with those" he pointed at cookies and then looked at me with smug.

"Dad can you ask him to eat somewhere. I can't eat when smelly pig is sitting in front of me." It was my turn to smirked at him.

"Must be looking in mirror then."

"You-"

"Both of you, stop with your bickering"
Dad said cutting me off. He always do this.

"You're twenty four so act like one with her and stop this nonsense at this moment." He yelled looking at pig.

I gave him my puppy face when he looked at me and before he could say anything, I softly said , " Dad I don't even know this guy and he's being mean to me in our house. It's not fair. I can't just forget about it." with pointing finger at Mr.pig.

I don't know what it was either my puppy face or soft voice but Dad melted, "Princess you're in college now. You'll meet hundreds of men like him in your life. You need to ignore them. Don't engage with them. Because nothing's going to change them. And as matter of fact you know Valesso from childhood."

I looked at pig trying to remember if I've met him before. He had no expressions whatsoever and was staring at a plate at his front.
I knew people never change but I didn't know pig from childhood.

"Dad I don't know this pig from childhood. Anyways I know you'll always protect me if I punch some
Douchebag." I told him pointing my eyes at the douche.
"Sure you will", Dad stated proudly and started eating his breakfast.

"Says who doesn't remember me", I heard pig's comment as I started digging in my plate.

Someone called dad, he quickly finished his breakfast and went to his office to talk, leaving me alone with Mr.arrogant .

I watched him as he kept his unfinished sandwich back to plate and started texting someone on his phone restlessly.
In-between he ran his fingers through his hairs. He is beautiful. I had an urge to slowly run my fingers through his hairs. I should not be thinking about him. As soon as he looked up, I looked down in my phone pretending to be busy in it, well aware of his stares on me, but not courageous enough to look at him. My mind had gone wicked.

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