Chapter 3 -Daddy!

• “Thank you,” I greeted and he nodded with a smirk.
• “You’re welcome, Let me know if you need anything else,” he said, stepping back into his room.
• I shut my eyes tightly, biting my bottom lip. The thought of staying here for a few more hours felt unbearable. I couldn’t do it—not with my room right beside his.
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• When my mother and I returned from shopping, I noticed an elderly lady seated in the living room. She appeared to be Mrs. Evelyn Parker, the kind of woman whose presence was both warm and commanding.
• As she turned toward us, her eyes lit up. “Good day, Mrs. Evelyn,” my mum greeted her, her voice bright as she hurried to embrace her.
• “Good evening, dear. I heard you went shopping,” Mrs. Evelyn replied, her smile genuine as she turned to me. “Good evening, Ma,” I managed to say, feeling a slight warmth in her gaze.
• With my mother and Mrs. Evelyn deep in conversation, I seized the chance to slip away.
• Once in my room, I stood by the door, staring at the digits on the keypad, frustration bubbling up inside me because I had forgotten the passcode. I’d forgotten to ask.
• Running a hand through my hair, I glanced at my step-uncle’s door. An inexplicable pull urged me closer, and I slowly walked toward it.
• Standing there, I took a deep breath, letting out a heavy sigh before knocking softly.
• After a few seconds, the door opened, revealing him in nothing but boxers. My breath caught in my throat as I gawked at the sight of his muscular body, my eyes falling to his boxers, the fabric clinging to his cock.
• I swallowed hard, taking in the sight of his huge cock. I wanted him in me—I wanted to get down on my knees and suck on it until he screamed my name.
• “Hey,” he said, his voice low, as if he had just woken up from a nap.
• But I noticed the way his eyes seemed to take me in, analyzing my expression with a curious intensity.
• “Uhm, I—I forgot the passcode,” I stammered, trying to divert my gaze from his bare chest to my door.
• “Could you please help me?” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. But I immediately regretted the vulnerability that slipped through.
• “Alright, give me a second,” he said, leaving the door slightly open.
• Just as I was about to peek inside, he opened the door wider, stepping outside; this time, he had put on a grey jogging pants. But he still remained shirtless.
• “Three, nine, five, seven,” he said, casually pressing the keys.
• “Thank you so much, Sir,” I said, but I noticed a frown form on his face.
• “Call me Julian,” he said, a hint of something playful in his tone as he stepped back inside his room.
• “Julian,” I mumbled with a nod as I stepped into mine.
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• At the dining table, the whole family was present. The whole family except Mr. Parker.
• He was occupied with a business meeting and he wouldn’t be back until a few days, Mrs. Evelyn had informed.
• Seated across from me was Julian, and for some strange, unexplainable reason, he couldn’t stop staring at me.
• I cleared my throat, nervously looking up at him, but he didn’t take his eyes off me. Instead, he winked at me, and immediately, I began choking on my food.
• “Cough! Cough!”
• “Lyra, are you okay?” my mum asked, and I nodded, quickly taking a glass of water and gulping it down my throat.
• “Please excuse me,” I managed to say as I stood up, quickly heading upstairs to my room.
• JULIAN’S POV
• I watched her make her way upstairs, a smile of satisfaction tugging at my lips.
• I can see it written all over her. I can see how nervous she gets around me, how she can’t maintain eye contact with me. It’s clear she wants me, just like I wanted her the moment I set my eyes on her.
• “Excuse me,” I said, getting up too.
• “Dude, you haven’t even touched your food,” Thorian said, but I shot him a piercing stare, letting him know it wasn’t his business.
• “Why don’t you want to finish up your food, you personally told the maid that you were starving,” My mum added.
• “Well, I’ve lost my appetite,” I said, making my way up the stairs.
• MEANWHILE…
• LYRA’S POV.
• I laid on my bed facing downwards. It’s been hours since the incident happened at the dining table. Everyone was probably asleep, but I found it difficult to sleep.
• I turned on my phone, texting Aiden for the tenth time now, but there was no response from him, even when he was obviously active online.
• I decided to Google a porn site; maybe I could use it as a distraction, a way to forget everything and everyone.
• I grabbed my earbuds from the table, fixing them in my ear before proceeding to tap the play button.
• “Yes, Daddy! Fuck!” the lady kept yelling while the man kept fucking and spanking her ass from behind.
• Feeling a warm sensation running through my whole body, I slid my hand down to my right breast, taking my nipple and teasing it, while my other hand found my pussy.
• I adjusted my panties, digging my index finger inside as I felt the slimy juice run down my hand. I was dripping wet.
• “Daddy,” I whispered, immediately imagining Julian; it wasn’t my finger anymore, it was his. He was fingering the fuck out of me.
• “Daddy,” I whispered again, this time louder. But just then, unexpectedly, I felt someone’s hand grasp my back.
• I turned quickly, my eyes flying open in shock as I stared at Julian. This wasn’t my imagination; he was in my room. And the way he was staring at me…..