Love and disobey( Blood love).

Papa is unhappy.

" Papa. "You startled me," Sarah Kay's voice cracked, and she almost ran, "why did I not think you could be wandering around these offices?" Of course, I am late for work, and it is obvious that you need to come in to see what is going on with me and why I have not arrived yet, but that is not the way to go!"

"You forgot we had a date, we were supposed to be somewhere eating supper and then going to the clubs," Saul Kay inquired, his voice smooth and soft. Getting angry would only worsen the situation.

" How many times am I going to tell you that I am not worried about the clubs, they're making me sick, I just want to go home. Mr. Arden just came to give me the reports about the woman that I knocked over a few days ago!" Sarah Parker spoke demurely.

" Aha! So your Father was born yesterday, and you are supposed to play

He minds like I am a child?" Saul inquired, stealing a glance at Arden, who stood there, hands stuffed in his pockets, as if enjoying the scene.

"And you, my friend, have you turned into a snake?" I thought we had discussed it and I told you that anything that my daughter needs to know should be channeled through me," Saul pointed at Arden. Deep down, his anger was rising.

"I am sorry, I know, but I thought she was old enough to hear it from me. After all, I am trying so hard to make sure that your daughter does not go to jail, so please, if you do not mind, I do not care about your clubbing or supper but do not let your anger draw you to me," Arden said, sneering, letting out those words, were like knives to his heart, If only Saul was not his friend, he would have lectured him

"Let me not be the reason that you two will be enemies. "I have seen you together since I was a small girl," she said sadly, stepping closer to the judge," I do not like the way my father is overreacting, I am a big girl and I can make my own decisions, and I think Mr Arden is old enough to know what is good for me and what can harm or hurt me,"

Sarah Parker groaned, this was not the right time. They could be enemies, but only after she has been assured of her freedom. She had no idea what Mr Arden required of her; all that mattered was that she could indulge in fantasy after fantasy. How could she tell her Father how many times she had fantasized about sleeping on his chest and how that fantasy had just become a reality?

"Your daughter is 5 years younger than Sarah. Would you be happy if I were to go and try to date her, knowing very well that you are my friend and I know of the places that we have been together trying to quench our lust!" Saul was determined to entice her into leaving this relationship.

" That is what happens to men who are single. We work hard to stay alive, and when we mix, it is easy to end up in places you despise; I do not see the point in bringing our antics into this conversation!" Arden said as he walked away, dissatisfied with his friend's lack of gentility.

Mr. Arden had been taken in by her tender love and naivety, and he did not know how to stay away from her as his father had asked. He loved her against reason, against promises, against happiness, and against all of her father's discouragement.

Every time Judge Arden saw her smile, he saw perfection. She instilled grace in him and divinity in every minor caress between them. Before that day she kissed him, he never thought he would yearn for her, forget a kiss or even a touch, but today, he can not sleep well at her age, dreaming about a toddler who had intended to invade his nights, turning them into nightmares of emotions and shudders.

When his wife died many years ago, he thought his emotions had died with her, but a small touch from the forbidden fruit, a daughter to his friend, was threatening his emotional life, and he felt like a teenager in love.

The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, and now the sensation of her skin seemed to have gotten inside him, or was it in the air around him, and she had become a physical necessity in his life.

He watched for the last time. Saul Kay's voice could be heard from where he stood, he was not a happy man, and his heart constricted a hundred times, imagining he was arguing with her or convincing her to go clubbing to meet younger men. He wished he could hear a word from her. Hopefully he was defending himself, he blew her a flying kiss and left for the night. He had her number. Next time, Saul might never find them if he went searching blindly.

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"Who will respect you if they see you walking hand in hand with such an old man?" Saul turned to his daughter.

"I have never understood why you care about what other people think," Sarah shook her head.

" Don't you care about your dignity?" Kay wondered.

"Look at you, my mama died, and you are still alone. Why can't you find yourself a woman, get some love, and stop hovering over me?" She exhaled sharply, exhausted and in desperate need of a recharge.

"Do you want your mother to blame me for her grave? I am your father, and you are supposed to obey my orders, but nowadays you have forgotten who is who in this father-daughter relationship," Saul inquired.

" I live in your favor, and I try hard to listen to you just as my mother asked me to, but sometimes you need to consider my happiness. Do not drag me into clubs." Sarah could not be distracted from the emptiness that surrounded her heart. As if it were not hard enough to lead a lonely life, now that she has found a friend, it's a mistake.

" It's for your own good, you can't stay indoors forever. That's why you are falling for my friend, he is the only other man you know other than me," Saul said with his iconic cold and authoritative aura.

"One thing you should know about me is I have never cared about anyone else except you, nobody came to help you raise me when my mama died. I do not work for anyone but you, the blood that runs through my veins belongs to you. Why should I care who people are? I do my job awesomely. The company is growing. Can I not talk to Mr. Arden without being judged, at least by you?"

"I am not judging you, I see how you squint those eyes at him, how you raise your toes to kiss him on the cheeks," Saul argued. "But be careful, the oven starts cold, warms up, and gets hotter by the time the cake is ready!"

" Those parables again?" She raised her eyebrows.

" Get into the car, we might be late for supper!" Nothing was easy with Sarah. He complained a lot when she became an introvert, cutting herself off from the world. She did not have any friends, nobody to talk to except her calculus and mathematics books, logarithms, and calculators, and those were her friends.

" Are we eating in a restaurant or should we take the takeaway home!" Sarah asked innocently.She did not want to sit there, and they began arguing about her feelings. Her father was holding her captive to her emotions.

" We are eating in the restaurant, does it drain you too!" His Father asked, ,sitting on the co- driver's seat and letting her drive. They left her car at the company's compound. After all, there were more cars back at home.Sarah was comfortable for her age. She ran the Kay businesses,and it was a million dollar company,so she was a rich girl, the only heir of her father.

"If that is what you want, why not? This is not rush hour, and I know most restaurants are deserted," Sarah smiled, her face brightening. She wanted her father to relax and forget about their squabbles.

" Why are you smiling ?"

" The judge told me the woman had lost her memory, not because of me ,but because it's a deformity she has been having for some time. She can't even remember my face !" Sarah's upper lip curved.

" So what's making you happy there,?"

He had gone to visit the woman with Arden and to him,she was fine. She narrated how Sarah came from nowhere and knocked her down , Why he had given her such information was incorrigible. She had even asked for quite a large sum of money to drop the case, which Arden agreed to pay half and Saul if this was a secret their daughter was to be kept away from.

" She won't be cussing me every time she holds a mirror to look at her face, I might never even get a man to marry me when an old woman keeps cursing me !" Sarah muttered.

" Stop being paranoid. It was an accident, it can only be trouble for you if you want to hurt her,' , Saul Kay told her. He acknowledged now why he lied to her. It was because she felt guilty about what happened to her and she didn't want to live a life where another woman was suffering due to her carelessness.

"Of course, it was an accident,, I would never hurt a fly, you know me, Papa!" She said, stealing a glance at him to see if his face was still a scowl.

" Papa, you should let go, smile, you know to give full value of joy you must have someone to divide it with!" Sarah smirked," That's why I need you to find someone to keep you busy when you are not around.

" I divide my joy with you!"

" But it is your daughter who has a life very different from yours. I mean women you are not old !" Sarah Parker wanted to find a way she could keep away from meddling with her personal space.

" But I promised your Mother that it would only be her!" Saul replied sadly.

" She will be happy if you were happy, but being gloomy and grumpy, can't give her smiles,".

" Your mother was more than human to me, she was a fairy, I cannot even explain what she was, she was anything that no one ever saw, and everything that everybody ever wanted. I was folded up in the abyss of love in an instant when I first found her. Were it not for these spiritual awakening matters and every time she got inside it she became paranoid and depressed, we could still be together in love!" Saul said sadly.

" The point is she is not here now and I want you to be happy. I do not want you to be overprotective of me, I want you to treat me as your daughter, not your partner that you want home every time you're bored," Sarah let out.

" We reached our destination, " He ignored what she had declared. Is it true? Maybe he was very hard on her. Probably, he was misleading her, he could not eat at night if she was not present, but now he had to adjust, things were changing by day.

" I have booked a table for three! ," Saul Kay informed the head waiter with Sarah's face creased into folds.

" Name please?".The waiter threw glances and noted my gluesome face.

"Mr. Saul Kay!".

" This way please!" He led the way, and a young guy was seated at their table, " so this is the third person," Sarah thought inwardly, taking her seat.

The young man threw Sarah a welcoming gaze and nodded, but she was too furious to acknowledge his acceptance.