Chapter 77. Girls like you are prostitutes!

Book:Just Sex With My Billionaire Daddy Published:2024-11-21

Vera’s POV.
Gosh, what did I just hear? My heart hammers against my ears as I reel in the words Claire just said.
They’re an item now? I ponder on it and I feel myself hurting. I shouldn’t be hurt but I can’t help it.
Does David love her? David accepted to date her?
The weight of the words made me fall so embarrassingly, my face reddened.
“Kid, are you okay?” David rushes to my side to help me up but I’m too wounded inside to feel anything.
With his help and Andrei’s who I wasn’t even sure about when he ran to my side, I rose to my feet again.
My throat clogs just as my heart. I find it hard to speak, much less gaze into their eyes.
“I’m sorry for the interruption…” I mutter and run back inside.
My heart is heavy.
My breath is labored.
My movements are faltering…it takes everything in me not to cave.
Claire’s really beating me in this cold war.
But hers is better, she’s just the perfect woman for a man like David but I’m in no way near perfect for him.
I am his foster daughter.
I run into my room, shoulder passing Irene who looks surprised at my actions.
“Is everything…” she tries to speak but I dash into my room, slamming the door at her.
I press myself against the door to allow myself to calm down.
They’re dating…. they’re an item, the words keep ringing in my ears.
God, what’s all this?
All because I don’t have a standard?
No, you are slowly having a standard, my mind reminds me.
I shut my eyes remembering the contract I signed the other day to join the modeling agency.
It’s about time I get my own standard…
But the man I’m doing all this for is… not into me. It tastes bitter in my mind to even think it.
Are you going to give up bow, Vera? The voice goes off in my head again and I shake my head.
I don’t know what to think again but…
The sound of my ringtone interrupts my thoughts.
“Sage.” I call out, relieved my BFF decides to call this moment of turmoil.
“What’s up, girl?” She belts out. “How’s daddy’s cock so far? Still tastes good?” Her voice holds a note of humor and I smile.
“As good as ever. How are you? And Ms. Lynn?”
“I’m good and my babe’s good.” I can feel the joy she’s feeling. “Nick sent his warm regards…”
“He called you?” I ask, just remembering I missed his calls yesterday.
“Yeah, said you ain’t picking so I decided to find out… I hope all’s good?”
God, I love my friends. Ever so caring.
“Yes, Sage. I was able to sign a contract yesterday. I’ll be joining the modeling agency…”
“Awwww… I’m definitely gonna pop champagne!!” Sage sings and I laugh.
“Uh-huh. We should. Just relax. Once I earn my first money, we’ll hang out, promise.”
“That’s why I love you!” My once-troubled heart relaxes but only for a while…
I hear my door creak open without the person knocking and I pause slightly, wanting to know who that is and there stands the she-devil, Claire…
“I’m going to call you back, Sage…” I cut the call quickly and glare dagger at the bitch.
“What do you want?” I bark rising to my feet. “Perhaps you lost your manners, or lack decency of knocking before entering a room that isn’t yours…” I spit venom as I glower at her.
Claire chuckles…
“Oh, dear you can’t really blame me…” She says, fanning herself as if she’s feeling hot.
Maybe her sins are making her feel hot, bitch.
“I was just making a tour of my boyfriend’s house.” She laughs and my face scrunches up. “It’s necessary for me to know the ins and outs of the place. And know the perfect weed to uproot.”
I scoff, hating everything about her. Boyfriend snatcher! I howl in my mind.
“If there’s any weed that needs to be uprooted, that should be you, Claire.” I spit, balling my fist as we exchange looks…
“How blunt.” She sneers. “Have I ever told you that you’re just some lost chick David picked up from the street just to give you life?”
My heart jackknifed at her words. It can’t
be true. I still remember having a mother at one time.
I remember glimpses of her face even though it’s not clear.
I wasn’t just a nobody before David took me from the CPS, I was someone’s precious daughter…
“That’s a lie, Claire.” I echo, countering her words.
“Well, I know I don’t lie. Girls like you that were picked from the CPS are low-life prostitutes! Always aiming for people’s men….”
Angered by her words, I raise my hand and send it across her face.
Claire staggers back in shock as she holds her burning cheek.
“Don’t you ever regard me as a prostitute…” I bark.
Claire hurries over to slap me back but I catch her wrist and give her another surprising slap.
“You’re the prostitute here, Claire. You’re the bitch! How many men will you follow when you are married?” I bark, venom ripping alongside my words.
“How dare you!?” She yells but I stand firm on my feet.
It’s about time we do it woman to woman and see who wins…
“David must hear about this!?” She yells again and I reply to her with a mock laughter.
“I wonder what he’ll see you as. Ain’t you ashamed you got hit by a girl you’re way older than? And you want to go and complain to him?” I ask, cocking my brows. “How pathetic!”
I smile victoriously watching as her eyes dim, anger rolling through her in waves.
Let her go and complain, I would lie to know whose side David will take…
In a fit of rage, she storms out.
I loll back to my bed and relax on it. It then Dawn’s on me what I’ve just done.
What will David say?
My heartbeat rattles off against my ear as my worry prickles. I hope I didn’t mess things up.
Picking up my phone, I storm into my chat with Sage and type.
“I messed up.”
.
.
.
It took about four hours later for Sage to reply to our chat and she started with an emoji that showed she was surprised.
She asked what happened and I filled her in.
Now, my BFF is laughing my ears off.
“You mean to tell me you gave that asshole two hot slaps?’ She barks another laughter and I suddenly find myself laughing too.
“Sage, please stop. You should be crying for me. You don’t know what will happen next…” I say in between laughter.
“Cry? Omigod, Vera. There’s not a single thing to cry about. She deserves what she got. First, she came into your room without knocking and she began spilling shits. So?” I can imagine her shrugging reluctantly. “She wanted trouble and she got it. Loaded trouble.” Sage laughs again and it makes my heart zen.
“Girl, I’m so proud of you. At least next time she’ll know how to keep to her boundaries.”
My confidence returns like a tide, flowing through me. Sage’s right. I shouldn’t feel bad that I hit Claire. She deserves it.
“Alright girl,” I mutter, basking in the euphoric feeling of defeating the she-devil.
“I have to run now. We talk some other time.” She whispers and disconnects the call.
I drop my head on the bed as I recall the events of the day. The sun is already down now. And I know it’s time I go make my request.
By force or by choice, David must agree to what I have to say.
I get into my bathroom and bath. Dressing up a few minutes after bathing, I pad my way down to David’s room.
Opening the door, I notice the darkness that hovers over it and I know he isn’t there.
However, I hear voices coming down the hallway in the direction of his office and I realize that’s where he is.
I make my way there and knock.
Fluttering the door open, I see Andrei standing to his feet.
Both men share a look as I venture into the room.
“I need to have a word with you.” I direct my words to David.
“Andrei, you’re dismissed,” David says to Andrei and my huge bodyguard nods and leaves the office, closing the door behind him.
Now alone in the office brightened only by the lantern on David’s desk, I lock my gaze with his.
He’s shirt buttons are not fully done, hence leaving his chest bare for me to stare at. And I do. I stare at the planes of his broad chest designed with muscles.
For a moment there, I forgot what I wanted to say. I just bask in the God before me. Handsome. Powerful. Dominant. Wealthy.
All in one.
As we share that look, I see the glimmer of lust in his eyes and something else. Something I can’t place my finger on…
Out of reflex, I bite my lips. And it seems like it’s his undoing given the growl he let out.
“Kid, what do you want?” He huskily says and my senses snap back at once.
I gulp a breath and demand. “I want to have a house and job of my own…” My voice booms, ripping the lust-filled air that once clouded us.
“Excuse me?” David howls, emerging on his feet. “Say that again.”
I do. I say it again, holding his gaze. “I want to have a house of my own…”
To be continued…