All Yours Daddy.
Chapter 25.
The room remained silent with everyone munching on their food, but Samantha’s eyes had been wandering around, stealing glances at Devine who had not spared her direction a single glance, let alone think of her. His mind were only occupied by the thoughts of Nuella.
Nuella was half way done with her food when her phone suddenly made a vibration against her pocket. It was dinning time and staring at phone was prohibited, but the nagging thoughts to check her phone became persistent.
She drew her chair backward and pulled her phone from her side pocket, sneakishly peeping through it.
Nuella read through the message that toped her notification bar and her eyes widen at the message.
“You have been granted access to the nursing school.”
For a flittering seconds, Nuella felt like she was halicunating. They had bluntly let her off the other day. They could not just call her again without a reason, right? She tapped on the message that directed her to the Email box where she read everything completely.
A sudden inflow of joy washed through Nuella and she almost jumped up in excitement. She was being called back to nursing? By the school that rejected her blankly. Her cheeks widened and every nerves of her body danced in delight.
“Nuella.” Her father’s authoritative voice had her flinching back to reality. She had lost sense of her environment and allowed herself to be carried away by this good news.
“Table manner.” He reminded in a very stern Octava.
Nuella pressed her lips into a thin line.
“I am sorry, Daddy.”
Devine’s jaws clenched, his dick kicked and his grip against his cutlery tightened. She called her father, Daddy? While he was here? Damn it! He was going to fucking spank her hard till she is a quivering mess! No one deserves to be called Daddy, by her. He is her only Daddy.
Nuella dragged her chair backward and then pulled away.
“Thank you for the meal father. I shall take my leave.”
Devine raised a gaze, for the first time since he started eating. His face was etched with concerned questions, that he desired to ask, but she wasn’t even looking at him.
“Are you okay?” Concerned, Mr Enzo inquired.
Nuella nodded her head, eager to leave, gosh, she just needed to be in an alone place. Somewhere she could jump up happily about this sudden news.
“Did you not enjoy the meal?” Ivano dropped the curtly, his brows knitted with worries.
“I.. I did. I am just full.”
“You have not had much to eat, these days Ella. Are you fine?” Samantha inquired and Nuella’s shoulder slumped. A very big disadvantage of having a family who loved her dearly. Gosh! She would be questioned to the bone.
Once more, she nodded her head before walking off. Not feeling so happy like she was a while ago.
Nuella wondered around the Terrace of their house, hoping that Devine would come. It was the secluded part of their houe. She had left to celebrate this little moment that only she and him could know about. When she got rejected, she had run into his embrace with tears and cried like a freaking baby, the urge to share this piece of gaiety information with him eloped her.
Nuella perched against the pillar, giggling about the news. A part of her was happy, happy that her dream was coming true, even though she didn’t know why they might have changed their mind. But another tiny part of her was sad that no one was here to celebrate with her. Perhaps if her mother was alive she would have celebrated with her. She has heard from the mouth of others that her mother was a sweet soul, loved people darely and was the pass root to her father. People often said that Samantha reminded them of her mother and she could not agree less. Samantha was the pass root to her father. Her father would literally do anything as long as Samantha approves of it. A part of her desires that a lot of times, but she is still grateful for her father’s love, regardless.
“I have searched for you everywhere momma. Are you here thinking about your fictional character or me?” A feeling of warmth gathered at the pit of her stomach, butterflies partying around her tummy. He came. He came for her. The little girl in her kept jumping in excitement.
Once, Nuella heard Devine voice from behind her, all the weight from a while ago got lifted off her chest.
She turned to get a glance of him and her heart made an immediate jolt.
In all freaking glory, he was walking sophisticatedly towards her with his hands in his pocket, picking his every step like a fucking demi-God. This poise thing? Devine knew how to do it right, he knew how to fucking live and act like the god the world portrayed him to be.
“Hi.” She whispered when he got closer to her. Unsure of what to say.
“Hi?” Devine inquired letting out a scoff.
“I thought you had the ball to speak in there, what changed?”
Damn! He was so hot! With his hand in his pocket and his eyes lingering around her body this way?
Suddenly, Nuella became conscious of everything that happened there, but she was rather too carried away by this happiness in her.
“I got called by the nursing school. I have been admitted.” Her voice laced with happiness as she unexpectedly jumped on Devine, hugging him tightly.
For a seconds, Devine hesitated. He knew she would get the admission, not after threatening their life, but what he didn’t expect was that she would hug him so tightly regardless of their environment. He had searched the entire terrace for her and didn’t give up till he found her. He was glad he didn’t leave.
A smile stretched his lips and he wrapped his hand around her body, welcoming her into the coziness of his hug, while she giggled uncontrollably the loneliness from a while ago, drastically replaced with a feeling of warmth and belonging.
She remained in his warm embrace, till she suddenly became conscious of her self, pulling away from the hug immediately.
“I am so sorry.. I am so sorry” she apologized, looking everywhere else, except his face.
“You are sorry?”Devine scoffed.
“About what?”
“Ummm.. m emmm. The hug… I am sorry about the hug.”
Deveine stared at her innocent self and smiled.
“You are sorry about hugging me when you have gone down on your knees and took my cock like a fucking good girl?”
The air went still as the rawness of his words had her cheeks burning with a brisk recall of that moment. A feeling of warmth gathered at the pit of her stomach and hot heat burned through her pussy, but she suddenly shut the thoughts off her head.
“I am not sorry for the hug.. I.. I am just sorry for the environment it’s happening. We should not be seen together.”
Silence stepped in and the smile on Devine’s face vanished. He stared at her keenly with a very blank expression, then took a step further, closing the space between them.
“We should not be seen together?” A sly smile secured the bream of his lips, and that had a very unexpected impact on Nuella. She took a step backward, and unluckily her back collided with the wall.
Devine chuckled, leaning in and gagging her between himself and the wall, his hand right above her head.
“You didn’t think about that when you compared me to your freaking fictional men, did you?”
Nuella swallowed in. His deep baritone voice sent a rush of bobble through her body. Damn it! Her pussy dinged, and her nipples tightened.
Devine smiled at the sight of her already poking nipples. The nipples that he badly wanted to take into his mouth and suck so hard with her family in there while she moan to him the fucking Daddy that she had called her father subconsciously some while back.
He moved a finger to her cheeks and began to trek his knuckle against it, feeling the softness and watching the pace of her breath as it increased.
“What are you doing?” Nuella’s voice came out, in a low whisper, betraying how strong she intended to be.
Devine pulled away, an inches away.
“Turn around.” His command came in a tone that could not be denied. Nuella stared at his face first before turning around.
“Hug the pillar.”
Nuella hesitated for a while but did as he had commanded.
Devine leaned into her, his bulge pressing against her ass, then he whispered against her ear in the hottest and huskiness of tone.
“Good girl..”
“Can you feel Daddy’s cock? Can you feel how hard Daddy’s cock is for you?”
Nuella’s nipples poked and her pussy moistened. He was hard for her. Her heart melted and she nodded before giving a reply.
“Yes, Daddy. I can feel your hardness coco against my ass.”
“Good girl. That was how fucking hard I was when you called your father Daddy, a name that is fucking meant for me.”
Nuella swallowed him. She had called her father Daddy?
“What is Daddy going to do to me?”
Devine grinned, then bit on her earlobe watching her shudder.
“Daddy will teach you a lesson for being such a bad girl. For calling another person his name and for fucking comparing him with your flimsy frictional men!”
His hand reached for her skirt and raised it up, groaning and licking his lips at the appealing sight of her pantless succulent ass!