My Father's Friend
My Father’s Friend – Chapter 22

This man was pleasuring her in a way that even she couldn’t have imagined in her best fantasy dreams. Shit, Mark was the kind of man who would tear your body apart, but in the best possible way. He was so fiery, passionate, but most of all such a beast when he took her, she loved it.

For a prisoner of the club and having to sell her body without her consent, she loved f*****g this guy and didn’t care if he bought her every night. He really was the best of all the assholes that came to the club. Serena, finally cumming from Mark’s final assault on her, screamed his name until her lungs ran out of air.

A few seconds later, Serena felt Mark’s member throbbing inside her. The sensation was indescribable, so exciting, so pleasurable, she was filled just by having him inside her. The brunette was breathing a little hard, but she didn’t mind as long as she had that man between her legs all night.

-I’ve been thinking a lot about something, I think you’re the best of all the girls in this place,” Mark says, letting out his breath next to her.

-And what does that mean?

-It means it’s quite possible that I’ll only ask for you every time I come here.

She blinks repeatedly at Mark’s comment, that was strange, no customer asked for the same girl every time he came in. Why would he do something like that? It didn’t make sense that he would want repeat s*x with the same woman.

-Why would he do a thing like that? -She looked at him sideways.

-Because I like you, Serena.

He hadn’t expected that confession, what the hell was going on? Was he dreaming or what the f**k? A client falling for one of the girls was almost impossible, was Mark playing with her, surely he was pulling her leg.

-What are you talking about? No one ever gets attached to the girls, that hasn’t happened in this place.

-I don’t need to explain when I can prove it to you with facts.

He says as he grabs Serena by the h**s to pull her on top of him, and immediately, the brunette feels Mark’s powerful e******n settle itself between the folds of her s*x. That made her tremble, and desire so much more of this man with incredible powers to make her vibrate.

[…]

The morning was sunny, Casey opened her eyes slowly and the first thing she saw were the windows of her balcony open and the cool breeze blowing through the curtains. She blinked repeatedly, trying to shake off sleep. She sat up a little, scratching her eyes, and when she looked up she saw a male figure sitting in an armchair in front of the bed.

-Cauther! How long have you been there?

-Long enough, did you sleep well?

-Do you mind? -He answers indifferently.

She watches him stand up, Casey purses her lips and out of nowhere memories of the night she’d had with Cauther come back to her. Why did she have to think about that right then and there? The red-haired girl sees him approach the bed, his whole imposing presence filling the room, making it look even smaller. Immediately, the young woman is filled with fear, but also with something else…

-Get up, and get cleaned up… you need breakfast,” he orders her and then turns away, suddenly she lets out her breath. The bastard liked to intimidate her.

-Why so much attention? -She objects before he leaves.

-And what do you want? -She answers, turning her back to him. What do you want me to give you a bad deal?

-I don’t understand, you bought me in that club, you know I was there because I was kidnapped? In that place those girls are just s*x objects, they use them, they rape them, and nobody does anything about it. And you, you come to buy me as if I was a f*****g trophy,” he angrily spits after getting to his feet.

He clenches his fists at Casey’s reproach, still turning his back to her as he can feel her strong gaze on his back. Deciding not to answer you, Cauther continued on his way to the exit, ending up slamming the door with a single slam.

Casey gasps in shock, she shouldn’t be provoking the man like that, but she was so confused and so upset. What was the man up to? He buys her and then treats her kindly and at other times he was so arrogant and petulant. She wondered if he was thinking of returning her to her father, after all he was her partner and friend. Maybe he didn’t think she was worth losing half the company for.

She let out a sigh and made her way to the bathroom, whatever it was, she needed to find out what he was planning to do…

[…]

Old Rafael was trying to concentrate on his work, but it was useless when his daughter’s disappearance was on his mind. He still knew absolutely nothing about her, and that distressed him. The police hadn’t made any progress, Genaro wasn’t giving him any good news, and Cauther had disappeared to the point where he wasn’t answering his phone. He was already thinking of going to visit him at home, he must have some kind of information.

A light knock on his door caught Rafael’s attention, who gave the order for whoever was outside to come forward. To his astonishment, it was Cauther.

-Cauther! -said the man, standing up from behind his desk. I’ve been trying to reach you for days, where have you been?

-Sit down, Rafael,” he asks, standing a few inches from the table.

-Did you find her? -he asks hopefully.

-Yes, I found her,” he replies deadly serious.

The peace that Rafael reflected in his face was something Cauther had expected, the man puts his hands in his pockets as he thinks of the easiest way to explain the situation.

-Is she all right?

-She is.

-Cauther…

-You know what the condition is if you want her safe and sound, Rafael.

-Don’t you think it’s a bit unorthodox, that solution? -You don’t?

-No.

Raphael noted his partner’s reluctant expression, and the old man was honestly a little suspicious. Because a man like Cauther had proposed such a scrupulous condition as that.

-Where is he?

-In one of my houses.

-I need to know which one, I want to see my daughter Cauther.

-That will be later, for now you won’t be able to see her.

-Cauther, you can’t forbid me to see my daughter. -Cauther, you can’t forbid me to see my daughter.

-I suggest you keep it a secret that your daughter is no longer….

-Don’t worry about that, I just want to see her. -I’ll tell you when that might happen.

-I’ll tell you when that might happen.

-You’ve already told her?

Cauther turned around and headed for the door, deciding to ignore Rafael’s question. But he knew he couldn’t play crazy for long, sooner or later he’d have to tell Casey. And the sooner the better, maybe that very night he would have to inform her.

-Cauther,” Rafael called after him as he saw him leave.

-I have business to attend to, Rafael. I’ll let you know.

-You know I don’t agree with this, I don’t like this.

-You’ll have to accept it. I’m very sorry.

[…]

In the end, it turned out that I was having breakfast alone at a huge table full of food. That I was a glutton or what the f**k… she denies as she stops poking at a piece of melon. She remembers her friend Serena, she wouldn’t have that kind of food that morning.

-Surely she must be worried sick about me, she must be thinking they’re doing the worst to me. My God, I need to get her out of that place before something bad happens to her.

He starts to eat his fingernail, he needed to let her know he was okay. She needed to be aware that nothing bad had happened to her. He didn’t want her to be sad and worried about him leaving, but how could he? And as long as she didn’t know Cauther’s plans, much less could she make plans for anything.

-What if…! -he exclaims, rising to his feet. Sure, I’ll call Dad, he’ll get me out of here. When he finds out what kind of person Cauther is, he probably won’t want me to be a partner anymore.

The girl started to look for a phone until she found one a few meters away from her, she was about to dial the numbers of her father’s secretary’s phone, when suddenly someone took the device out of her hands and hung it up violently.

-What the f**k were you trying to do? -Cauther looked pissed off, which made Casey back up a little.

-I…I…

-Who were you trying to call?

-Me… my dad.

-Really? -He asks irritably.

She gulps at the obvious threat she was being subjected to, Cauther was very intimidating when he put his mind to it, in fact he was all the time when they were together. Did he enjoy being that kind of person or what the f**k?

-Have I allowed you to call your father?

-You can’t keep me locked up here for life, you have to let me go. If you want, I promise not to tell my dad anything that you… well, what you usually do. But I need you to…

-No,” she answers so coldly it sent shivers down Casey’s spine. You’re not leaving here,” she adds just when he’s got her cornered exactly where he wants her.