Adrian sat in his office at the club. The music coming from outside was supposed to be enough to drown out the thoughts of Scarlett, but nothing seemed to be working. The harder he tried to stop thinking about her, the more her image kept flashing in his head. Her vulgar dressing that night refused to leave his head; he couldn't help but wonder if some scumbag was touching her at that moment. What if they try to take advantage of her?
A knock came on his door. It sounded faint due to all the noise coming from outside, but he still heard it. He ordered whoever it was to come in, and as soon as the door pushed open, Victoria sexily made her way in. She shut the door and started to catwalk over to Adrian, trying to seduce him with her eyes.
“Hey there, buffalo.” She bit her lip. She got to where he was and trailed his finger along his chest before settling on his lap and crossing her legs.
“It's been a while since I got to sit on that fat cock of yours.” She bit her lip again and lowered her head to kiss him. She kissed his neck first and was about to kiss his lips when he moved away.
“What are you trying to do? Shouldn't you be out there serving with the others?” Adrian fired, maintaining the arrogant glint in his eyes. Anyone could tell that he wasn't in a good mood.
Victoria was shocked because he had never been so hostile towards her, but she still carried on trying to seduce him. She believed that she could thaw his icy heart by giving him a good blowjob. She moved her hand to his pants, rubbing against them slowly, trying to get him hard while staring into his emotionless eyes.
“Leave,” Adrian ordered.
“What?”
“Leave!!” He yelled, and she flinched, jumping off his body. Victoria glared at him before walking out of the office angrily.
He was still thinking about Scarlett, his mind wandering back to the day she saved him from bullies. A smile crept up on his face as he remembered it; no one had ever stood up for him like that, despite the age difference.
He immediately picked up her phone to call her, unable to bear the torment anymore. He needed to hear from her, but she didn't answer any of her calls. This caused several thoughts to cross Adrian's mind. Why wasn't she picking? Was some dude already fucking her? Was she serious when she said she was a virgin? If that was the truth, could it be that she had decided to break it at that party with some random guy?
“Fuck..” Adrian groaned, smacking his hand on the table.
His phone rang, and he rushed to grab it, thinking that it was Scarlett, but it turned out to be Vivian. He answered it regardless, and her voice rang out loudly.
“Hi, Adrian!”
“Hi Vivian,” he replied, frowning at his face.
“Can you come over to our usual hotel?” She inquired without even asking how he was faring.
“I'm busy; I can't come,” Adrian replied, his voice flat.
“Since when are you too busy for me? Will you just come over? I want you badly.” She said it seductively.
Adrian could hear the horniness in her voice.
“If you want sex so bad, why don't you call the other guy that fucked you last week?” He suggested, and she let out a chuckle.
“Are you jealous? I'm just trying to make sure that you're the best.” She defended. Adrian found her reason quite stupid. He scoffed and maintained that he was too busy to go to her. He hung up the call and tapped his foot angrily on the floor.
He couldn't believe that he was pushing Scarlett for someone like her; she didn't deserve anything.
Adrian left the club that night and went back to his apartment. He tried to call Scarlett several more times, but she didn't answer or return his calls. He was worried and wished he would drive down to her location, but it was already very late, and he couldn't go.
He decided to get some sleep, but that didn't seem to work as he kept thinking about Scarlett. He was awake all through the night, and at exactly 5:30 a.m., he got out of bed and put on his clothes. He left his house and drove down to Scarlett's school, to the exact place he had dropped her off the previous night.
He tried as hard as he could to stop himself from acting like an overbearing father, but he couldn't help it. He was so worried and needed to make sure that she was fine. He got to the house but found it as quiet as a graveyard. Bottles of vodka, wine, and lots of cups littered the place. The inside was wrecked by weed and alcohol.
As he stepped in, he saw lots of youngsters, both boys and girls, sleeping on the couches and the floor. They were all knocked out and would probably have a hangover once they woke up. He searched for Scarlett among them but didn't see her. Luckily, he met Nelly at a corner, groaning and searching around for her purse.
“Nelly!” He called out, rushing towards her. She stared at him for a while before recollecting his face.
“Oh… Adrian.” She finally found her purse and went to stand in front of him.
“I see you all had a blast last night.” Adrian looked around once more.
“You can say that again.” Nelly laughed.
“Have you seen Scarlett? She's not here.”
“Oh, well, I think she's with Ethan. They were together most of the night.” She replied.
“Who's Ethan?” Adrian scrunched his nose.
Nelly went on to explain to him who Ethan was, and Adrian's blood was already boiling by the time she finished her explanation.
He left her there and went to search all the rooms. When he didn't find them there, he left and drove down to Scarlett's penthouse. He inputted the code at the door and then entered, only to find her sleeping peacefully on the couch. He was relieved.
After admiring her for a while, he lifted her off the couch and carried her to her room so that she could sleep more comfortably. Afterward, he went to the kitchen to prepare some hangover soup and breakfast for her.
Scarlett woke up to the aroma of something delicious coming from her kitchen, so she decided to go downstairs and see what it was. She had a terrible headache, but she still managed to go downstairs. She was shocked when she saw Adrian cooking for her.
“Dad? What are you doing here?” She inquired, entering the kitchen.
“I just thought.. um… I just thought you would, um.. need some help.” He cussed out at himself in his head for not giving any valid reason. Scarlett was excited because it seemed like her plan was working already.
She sat on the kitchen island and waited for him to finish. He served her the soup first, and after that, he served breakfast, and they started eating together. Scarlett didn't hesitate to tell him about Ethan, who asked her to be his friend.
Just when she was talking about him, his call came into her phone, and she answered it immediately.
“Hi, Ethan.”
“Hi, Scarlett. I was wondering if you'd like to go out for brunch. I just want us to get to know each other better.” Ethan went straight to the point, sounding as soft as possible.
“Sure, that's fine.” Scarlett agreed.
“Great, I'll pick you up around 10.”
Scarlett dropped the phone and continued to eat, but the look on Adrian's face meant everything to her. He was jealous that she was going out with another guy, and it was evident in the way he furiously ate his food.
After they were done eating, Adrian got ready to leave, but Scarlett told him to stay and meet her boyfriend.
“Boyfriend? You just said that you two were just friends.” Adrian recalled, but Scarlett shrugged.
"Well, I like him; he's handsome and muscular. He looks strong enough to handle me, and I don't mind dating him.” She answered, keeping eye contact between them. Adrian cleared his throat and remained silent, refusing to show his discomfort.
Scarlett went ahead to get ready for her date. She wore a simple pair of jeans with a top and then a pair of short heels. Although her dress didn't expose any of her body parts, she still looked extremely hot.
Ethan soon arrived and waited for them to come down to the parking lot. As soon as he saw Scarlett coming, he got down from the car to hug her.
“Oh, before I forget. Adrian, this is my friend, Ethan. Ethan, meet my soon-to-be stepdad.” She introduced them, and the two men shook hands, even though Adrian was not happy to see each other.
“Let's get going.” Ethan held the door of his Jeep Wrangler for Scarlett to get in. She entered and waved goodbye at Adrian before Ethan drove off.
Adrian, with a huge frown plastered on his face, walked to his car, got in, and started driving towards his apartment, his fingers almost digging into his steering wheel.