"I'm sorry ladies, but I would be very busy later in the day" Liam explained politely to the two beaming ladies that were walking at his both sides.
With the look on their faces, one could effortlessly discern that they were both resisting the urge to cling tightly to his arms.
"Then when would you be chance to tutor us, Mr. Liam? We don't mind even if it's just for an hour," the one at his right-hand side asked seductively while twiddling a strand of her blonde hair at her fingertips.
"Literally, sir. I promise you are gonna love our company," the other girl enunciated.
Liam halted his pace and looked over at her face. A small hole on her upper lips screams Marilyn Monroe's sexiness and her skin looks far more tanned than the next girl, like a sun-kissed brunette.
He crooked a grin; he was not quite dumb not to have realized their advances. No doubt that he had become used to this kind of attitude. It would have been good for him if he was a sex freak.
Smiling, he began to put forward some paces and the ladies scampered right beside him again one time as if there were no escape route for him.
"I really don't appreciate being alone with a female student, girls" He sounded firm but the smile playing around his lips wouldn't permit the ladies to notice how cold his voice was just now.
"There's a whole world of great guys out there. So quit dreaming in case it's what I'm thinking,"
His grin grew sheepish and just as he averted his face to his other side, his eyes met the gaze of his beautiful daughter onward, engulfed in a black leather jacket, collar upturned to frame her face; looking as sexy as hell.
In an instant, his libido began to fire for this woman just like how it used to whenever she was around him.
He was used to this too, his manhood always standing at alert at just the thought of his daughter.
It was so complicated. Many pretty ladies like his daughter out there were pleading and prepared to do absolutely anything just to have his dick buried bottomless in their vagina but strangely his dick yearns for his daughter, only his daughter.
Liam forced his bulging to quiet down while his face wreathed in smiles.
He made a slight movement toward his daughter but just then, Daniella spun around and suddenly grabbed Matthew's arm who was caught off-guard as it occurred that both he and Mandy had been engrossed in their discussion and were quite oblivious of the present.
"If you are not busy after class, can you come to my villa? My mom would be so pleased to see you again" Daniella gazed up at Matthew's face and asked nicely in a low voice, still holding his arm.
For a long moment, Matthew could not find the right words to voice at that moment as all the responses came gurgling to his tongue, so he didn't know what to say first and just kept blinking his bluey-green eyes.
He consciously stole a glance at DDaniella'shand that was holding his arm. Is this a dream?
"Matthew?"
"Of course, I'm not busy at all. Should we start going now?" he had a bright, broad, compassionate, and sincere grin on his face.
Daniella laughed and began strolling forward with him.
"Hey! Have you two forgotten I'm still standing here?" Mandy raised her voice with a scowl after them but got no response.
Suddenly, she folded her arms, and her eyebrows puckered. Was she seeing right or she had started to imagine things? Was Daniella really holding Matthew's arm? Out of the blue?
All this time, Liam had been standing planted in that same spot with the two ladies still staying beside him, looking crestfallen.
Taking a few steps closer, "Who was that guy, Mandy?" his gravel baritone echoed in the hallway, causing Mandy to balk but soon calm herself after turning around and recognizing the man.
His decently toned and graceful body was hidden beneath a white turtleneck; his super dense black hair was short on either side and full on top. Cheekbones that cut like ice and eyes like liquid scotch.
Oh my, Liam Brandon.
Mandy struggled to swallow hard over the lump of emotion lodging in her throat.
"Oh, Uncle Liam, hi. That guy was Matthew. Our friend from another department" Mandy burbled with a perky smile on her face.
Matthew?
Recalling where he had first heard the name, something knotted and painful released in him. He felt a strange sense of loss as he continued to look past Mandy to the direction both Daniella and Matthew had headed.
He did not know exactly what kind of mood he was having at the moment.
Mandy tore her gaze from his face and saw the two ladies who were dressed nothing less to flirt with Liam. They occurred to be drooling at his back view since he was now backing them.
Mandy shook her head twice and her eyes widened all of a sudden.
Daniella had suddenly held Matthew and disappeared with him. Could it be that she'd deliberately done that after catching the sight of her daddy with these girls?
No. Daniella will never walk away not after seeing some random girl with her daddy.
She would walk over and send the girl away instead.
***
In Daniella's entire life, she had never been so glad to realize her mother was not around. Jessica's absence would only make her plans more easier.
Trotting out of her bedroom with her cell held up to her ear, "Yeah, just come in. The door isn't locked,"
She spoke briskly into the phone and began to take the stairs only for her to bump into Liam on the zigzag staircase. She missed her step but fortunately, she was caught right in time by her father.
Goddamn it!
She felt that thing again. That damn thing that always set her off to be frustrated with herself.
"Are you alright?" his gentle voice was like a refreshing summer breeze.
Putting on a bright smile, Daniella stood right again and nodded twice.
"Let's have lunch. I made your favorite,"
Daniella inadvertently shifted her gaze to his unimpeachable face and silently cursed her eyes directly.
His loving eyes were like the scorching sun in a tropical dessert that she felt so hot and she couldn't find a word to reply for a long while.
She swept his features and soon noticed that he was now wearing a sky-blue shirt with his sleeves rolled up; together with a pair of jean and white sneakers.
"Come on, I need to visit the gymnastic center after lunch,"
Right after Liam completed his words, clatter; the front door was pushed open, attracting their attention.
Liam stared at the man, covered in a pair of faded Dockers and a black crew-neck tee. His light brown hair was short and well-trimmed. All six foot two of him fills the doorway. "Matthew!" Daniella called out enthusiastically and descended the rest of the stairs gleefully.
Liam's chest expanded in an outraged breath as he muttered, "Matthew?" only to his own hearing.
Linking her arm around Matthew's, Daniella ushered him into the house.
"Welcome to my abode, Matthew. Also, I'm sorry you wouldn't be seeing my mom today again. I guess she's probably out of the country," she explained to Matthew in a good nature mood.
Liam's expression was tense. Climbing down the stairs and staring at her daughter's face, he had never seen her smiling so big at any other man apart from him in the past. What exactly is going on?
Meanwhile, Matthew on the other hand couldn't help but wonder within himself about these sudden changes. Daniella was not only smiling at him, she invited him to her house. Isn't it great?
"It's alright, Ella. I'll surely meet her some other time," Matthew answered in his most charming voice, loving the feeling of her hand around his.
"Good day, sir," he finally turned his attention to Liam and greeted but all he got in return was a deadly glare that made him to shrink inside like a wilted flower.
Daniella cleared her throat twice before speaking up again, "I don't think I need to introduce my dad to you again, Matthew, or what do you think?" she said with a laugh. Matthew laughed along with her and said, "Who doesn't know the super cute Biology lecturer in the college? It feels so good to be in your house today, sir,"
Liam showed no reaction to Matthew's words, his face was just expressionless and hard to read.
"Okay, Matthew. There's another important thing you need to know about my dad," Daniella enunciated, looking from Liam's cold face to Matthew's smiling face.
"What's that, please tell me?"
Daniella giggled and pinched his arm, "Of course, I'll tell you, silly"
"You see. My dad is the best chef in the whole wide world and I've never seen any man that could compete against him," she said with pure adoration.
"Really?" Matthew sounded surprised and stole a glance at Liam's stony face again.
"Sure. Trust me. Don't worry, you're gonna have a taste before you leave,"
By this time, Liam realized he had been grinding his teeth and struggled to bring his temper under control.
"Who is he, Ella?"
All the muscles on his body were tightened as he asked this question.
"Oh, sorry, dad. This is Matthew, my boyfriend,"