Chapter 3 One Night Stand

• Chapter Three
• Kayla's POV
• My dad joined us at the dining table a few minutes later and things went back to awkward.
• As soon as we were done eating, my dad stood up.
• "Trust me, Bruce, this is not what I want to do now but I promise to make up for it," Dad said.
• "You have something to take care of, I presume?" Bruce asked with a knowing look.
• "Yes, I...I this is not part of my plan, I planned to spend today with you but I'll have to leave in an hour or so."
• "You truly need to pay for that." Bruce agreed.
• "Let's go to the sitting room. Kayla dear, can you please clear the dishes?" Dad turned to me.
• "Of course, I'm on it," I replied as I started piling up the dishes while they left after saying their thank yous.
• I took the dishes to the kitchen and washed them. When I was done, I came out and made to head to my room upstairs but dad stopped me.
• "Kayla, Bruce will leave for Italy on Friday," Dad informed me.
• I turned to look at him curiously. Why was he telling me this?
• "Okay?" I replied, my eyes moving to stare at Bruce.
• "And you'll be going along. He runs a food company and I want you to work there for a few months. You could learn a lot before venturing..."
• "What? Why is that?" I cut him off, surprised or rather, alarmed by the sudden announcement.
• My dad stood up and walked to me.
• "Baby, I'm sorry. I just thought of it and it seems like a good thing. You'll work in one of the departments. This is for your good and I also just told Bruce about it yet he didn't seem to have a problem with it." My dad tried calming me down.
• "I...I'll think about it," I frowned and left for my room.
• My dad seriously didn't know what he was letting me into. If only he knew...
• And why the hell did Bruce not have a problem with me working under him? I mean working under him would only complicate things.
• His relationship with dad might get ruined if dad found out he fucked me. Wasn't he scared of that?
• What was he up to? I kept pacing around in my room as I thought about it.
• Since he ran a food company, I'd actually learn more if I worked under him but I didn't want things between him and dad getting complicated because of me.
• That would make me fûcking guilty. As far as I knew, he had been friends with dad since high school. My dad said the first day they saw each other in junior high, they almost fought but their friendship developed when they were paired during a class project.
• The class project made them realize that they had a lot of similarities; they liked the same things and hated the same thing.
• Wait, if they were classmates then Bruce should be in his early or mid-forties. My dad was 44 and I was 21.
• My dad had me when he was in college. He had gotten my mom pregnant and my mom had me but as soon as she gave birth to me, she disappeared, leaving me in his care.
• My dad took me to his mom and his mom raised me for a while before he took over and continued raising me till today. My dad never got a serious girlfriend or someone he could marry. All he did was focus on building his company while he took care of me.
• And yes, Bruce was also like my dad, although Bruce didn't have a child. He didn't have a wife either. He might have a girlfriend which I highly doubted but I didn't know about his plans.
• I needed to call Amelia. I needed to tell her everything!
• I searched for my phone and dialed Amelia's number once I found it.
• In case you are curious, yes, Amelia was my best friend. She was also there that night. She watched as I left with Bruce and she had that look in her eyes.
• "The Fûckkk!!!" She had screamed when I told her what went down between Bruce and me but she scolded me when she learned that I crept out of his room before he could wake up the next day.
• She scolded me and asked why I never got his number.
• "Hello," Amelia replied from the other side, her voice coming out lazy and tired.
• "Girlfriend, guess what?" I asked, excitement evident in my voice.
• "What?" She asked, her tone coming alive.
• "That man from two nights ago, that man," I whispered.
• "Yes? The man, you saw him again? Tell me!" She shrieked from the other side.
• "Yes, I saw him and—" A knock came on the door and I moved toward the door with Amelia still on the line.
• I opened the door and to my surprise found Bruce standing there.
• What the fûck?
• I thought it was my dad knocking.
• "Kayla, fucking tell me about the hot daddy! Did you meet him again?" Amelia screamed out impatiently and I was sure Bruce also heard her.
• "Shit!" I cussed as I immediately disconnected the call and turned to face him. He was quite tall which meant that I was looking up at his tall frame.
• He held a smirk as he stared at me knowingly. He knew that I was gossiping about him to Amelia.
• And stupid Amelia called him a hot daddy!
• "Was I disturbing?" He asked as he glanced down at my phone.
• "Uh... No, not at all." I replied, trying to sound normal and unaffected by his presence.
• But in reality, his presence did a lot of crazy things to me. For example, my legs were shaking at the moment.
• Shaking like I was about to cum; I was struggling to stand properly. This man must have been a weapon fashioned against me because what the fûck?
• "Okay good. I will be leaving with your dad but according to my schedules, you'll be coming over to my hotel on Thursday night so we can leave together on Friday."
• My heartbeat increased hearing him mention his hotel room.
• Hotel room! Wait, the same hotel room he had fucked me in? I knew that hotel was close to the airport so it must've been that one.
• I gulped at the thought of getting fucked again in that room.
• So I guess we were cool then. He took a step back and started leaving.
• Wait, I hadn't even concluded that I was going to follow him. Why did he think that I was going with him? I wondered as I watched him leave.
• Holy fûck!