Seducing Daddy

Chapter 4 : if he saves me, I'll let him f**k me

Chapter 4 - If he saves me, I'll let him f**k me.

Khalifa's POV

"I insist that we go to the hotel. It's nothing much, you're just getting to know him", Aliyah says as she drags me from where I was reminiscing my time with her dad last night.

"Ali! I really don't want to go. I just…"

"You're going to meet him and he's going to set you up with his friends and you're going to hook-up and show that you support my relationship with him",

"Even though I clearly do not?" I ask with an exasperated look which my best friend ignores.

"Ken is such a sweet girl and I want my bestie to get to meet him", she says, rubbing shoulders to cajole me.

"But I really don't want to go. I just want to be by myself",

"Like the way you were for 5 years in college? Not under my watch. You are going with me and that's final", she said and it was indeed final, because she had derived joy in my discomfort as I tried one cloth after the other, taking pictures even when I barely had anything on and mocking me with them.

"Don't forget, your name is Joanna and I'm Jessica. I don't want him to find out about my family's Arab money yet" she said before we took off, insisting that we took Uber instead.

Such discomfort.

"I need to tell my dad that we are here so he doesn't expect dinner from me", she says even though she barely cooks as she texts her dad while we take the elevator up.

"Here, say cheese", she snaps a shot I hope I look good in as we get to the front of our room which I'm glad for.

Because the ride up was very uncomfortable as I noticed an older man checking me out and even trying to touch me.

It was so vexing.

"Why do you have a frown on your face, come on, let's go in", she opens the door of the room before I can even start to speak up.

Why then did she ask?

I roll my eyes as I settle into the couch.

"Ken will join us soon, I want to go take some pictures outside for my i********:", she says, getting up and leaving me without a chance to protest and if that isn't the most unfair thing she's done today.

Leaving me to myself.

Sitting by myself is boring, so I decide to check the insides of the room, the rest room is quite nice, it looks like the money it's worth.

Just then, the sound of the door opening and someone bumping into something in the room reaches me as I turn on the tap to wash my hand.

So I switch it off and grab a towel on my way out.

I try to adjust the mini gown Aliyah made me wear, but at least the sleeves are long and it's not low cut unlike the one I wore to the club.

I shake my annoyance from how I was being hit on by different guys last night and turn.

Maybe Ken came earlier than Aliyah thought.

But the man in front of me does not fit the description of a twenty seven year old man Khalifa described to me, rather it's the same man from the elevator.

"You have the wrong room, please leave!" I eye him as I point to the door because it's simply upsetting having a creep who doesn't seem to get the message in your room.

"You're beautiful", he says, casting a lustful glance at me as he licks his brown teeth.

"Thank you, but please get out", I say motioning towards the door, but that's the one mistake I make as I totally underestimated his intention.

In one swift move, he grabs my arm and pins me on the bed which is comfortably to his left.

"Ahh" a yelp escapes my lips as my back hits the bed.

He's oddly strong for his looks, rendering my fights totally useless.

"You're so beautiful, I'm going to have you today", he says, pinning my hand above my head and kneeling on my legs to tie down my resistance.

By this times tears have already started to pool and fall from my eyes and I've turned my resistance to pleading because I feel absolutely helpless.

Today was supposed to be a fun and a bit annoying day, not the day I lose my precious virginity in the most undignified way.

"Please let me go", I plead again, but he only laughs and leans in to sniff my neck before proceeding to give it a kiss.

This single action makes me want to throw up, but my fear is way more than my irritation even thiu theyrw slightly directly proportional.

I continue to beg and shout to call names of people who can help me.

The zipper of my dress is in front and he had unzipped it up to my belly, promising to kiss me with every form of resistance I make.

I've gotten hysterical but at the same time, I'm about to give up because he has all of the advantage over me.

"If you call another name and they don't appear to save you, I will kiss those beautiful lips of yours", he says with a throaty laughter before leaning in to sniff my hair again.

The stench of his breath alone disgusts me talk less of his actions that I can't help myself against.

Somebody help me!

He takes a long drag like it's a smoke and I've never felt more repulsed in my life.

His threat is valid as he has been doing as he had said since, so in between sobs, I send silent pleas, but nothing happens and I'm about to totally give up when the image of what almost happened in the kitchen yesterday flashes before my eyes.

"Mr Salvatore, if you appear here to save me, I will give you my virginity and let you f**k me hard and satisfy your fantasies for as long as you want", I pray as my will drops by one hundred percent.

My last prayers to the heaven as I stop fighting.

But as I do, something happens.

In fact, a lot of things happen and they happen really fast. I was feeling the old creep's breath of garlic and alcohol approaching my lips one second, and the next, I heard a loud crash and the feeling of his weight being taken off of me.

Then the angry growl of someone who then proceeds to give threats I have no doubt he would fulfill.

I'm wrapped in his strong and safe embrace when I fully come back to my senses and I hear him clearly amidst my sobbing, "cancel all the deals we have with Mr Clifford", he says with anger seething through every one of his words as he pats my hair and sends soothing words of reassurance to my ears.

The so-called Mr Clifford tries to plead then threaten, but my savior isn't moved by any of that.

"But sir, he's very important for our expansion and…"

"Melissa just do as I say. I will handle the consequences of that later", and with that, he totally ignores her and takes me to the restroom, making sure to lock the door after ordering the cleanup of the room.

Then he sits me on the slab raised under the mirror.

He adjusts the zipper of my gown, his fingers grazing my breasts in the process and oddly turning me on despite the situation.

"Are you sure you're okay? Did he hurt you?" He asks with worry laced voice as he looks into my eyes with his hands holding mine.

But I'm too much in shock to answer.

Everything happened so quick and now, I got him in trouble.

"That man mentioned a billion dollars worth of deal", I tell him as I remember the exchange of words that happened before making my throat start to tighten as tears well up in my eyes.

"Like I said, khalifa, that doesn't matter. I can make a zillion if I want and he's worth nothing compared to your safety and happiness okay?" He asks and I nod as I sniffle.

"Thank you very much Mr…"

"Don't make that mistake, Khalifa", he says as his expression hardens.

"Sam, thank you very much", I say as I jump to hug him, wrapping my legs around him without a care in the word.

But one thing that lingers in my mind is the promise I made.

If it's what saved me, then I plan on fulfilling it.

We disengage after a while, when he's made sure I'm fine and although he insisted on taking me home immediately, I thought it'd be rude to leave Aliyah just like that, even though I made him swear not to tell her about it.

Aliyah finally came back with her boyfriend, but I barely spared him a glance before getting up.

"I'm leaving", I tell her as I walk towards the door.

"I see you finally found yourself a guy", Aliyah says the moment I walk past her

I'm wondering why she said so when she pulls my hair to the side and shows me a hickey through the mirror.

That damned pervert!

"No, I didn't", I tell her as I resist the urge to grit my teeth and just put all the blame on her, because none of this would have happened if she hadn't forced me to come here.

But I hold my tongue hostage because telling her would make this a bigger deal.

She'd see me as a weakness or more burden than I already am, and I'm not ready to let go of what we share especially since she comes as a full package with her dad.

"Whatever, it probably didn't go well. That's why you're going home, right?" She asks, looking around as if she could still catch a glimps the so called guy.

I resist every urge to just lash out and I rethink things.

Agreeing to this solves the issue even though it's far from the truth, so I nod and excuse myself.

"See you at home, you can take all the time you want with your boyfriend."

"Okay,bye Joana", she says as she gives me a quick hug and I remember to get into play for her even though I don't see the reason why.

"Yeah, bye Jessica", I reply and exit the room after.

My journey down the elevator is a hurried and extremely self conscious one. But I'm glad I made it through.

And now, I have to call an Uber, but I haven't walked three steps away from the gate when a Lamborghini Aventador stops beside me and winds down.

"Get in", it's a command I cannot disobey.

"Thank you Sam," I say as I take my sit in front.

"Good girl", and I can not help the blush that appears on my face, neither can I bring myself to stop his hands when they start to snake their way up my thighs and underneath my gown.

"I just hope you feel a lot better now", he asks as his hand cups the innermost part of my thigh, giving it a squeeze.

I can barely talk, so I just nod and suck in a deep breath.

This is going to be one hell of a ride.