21

"I hope you keep your fingers to yourself, panther. Otherwise I'll get pretty pissed." I murmur against his lips while he rubs my back.

"Of course, my butterfly," he laughs before his expression hardens. "How much do I care about control, kitten?" he asks, brushing a strand of hair from my face behind my ear.

"Almost everything.", I reply and look into its green crystals, which accept me with longing and love.

"Since your safety is even more important to me because you are the most valuable person in my life, I ask you to accept something. I want John to accompany you everywhere and you always ride with him. Otherwise I will not have a quiet minute ."

Nate's voice is slightly pleading, yet he still has that certain dominant undertone of command.

"As long as you're happy, I'll do anything," I reply, kissing his neck.

"Thanks. By the way, my sisters wanted to get to know you. Get Stefanie to give you her number and call her. Believe me, you'll like both of them. You can then go to my mother's fashion gala together, since both of my brothers-in-law are with me come to Seattle," he says, and I suddenly feel queasy.

I love Nate and Noah is great too, not to mention Mrs Vance, but am I ready to meet his sisters?

"I was thinking about not going at all. Surely people will only talk again if I turn up there without you." I mumble shyly and bury my face in the hollow of his neck.

"Sophia," Nate begins, smiling, kissing my forehead and sighing. "You're going to go there and show everyone that you shine even more without me. I have to go now. Please, do as I tell you and don't piss me off unnecessarily, okay?" he says, kissing my forehead.

Without even mentioning it indirectly, I know he's responding to Coen and my heart tightens at the sorrow in his eyes.

"I'll stay away from him, Panther. I promise.", I mumble and look at him intensely.

"It means everything to me my butterfly. I love you and will think of you all the time. As soon as I find the time I will call you. Please don't be mad if I don't always answer the phone. I will miss you.", whispers Nate and kisses me addicted.

"I love you and as long as you let me know once a day if you're ok I won't complain because when you get back you'll just be taking care of me."

He nods and locks our lips before I watch longingly after him as he walks towards the private jet at the huge airport.

Willy-nilly I'll have to meet up with his sisters and I'll just pray and hope that they won't be like their mother but more like their brother.

My father's soft gaze soothes me while my sister looks at me skeptically and Roven seems totally lost in thought.

"How long is Nathaniel staying in Seattle?" Dad asks, taking a sip of his coffee.

"A week," I reply nervously. It feels like my dad is testing me to see if I'm really happy with Nate.

"Who are you going to go to the Aurora Gala with?" he continues.

"I called Nate's sisters and I'm meeting them tomorrow. The three of us will probably go there.", "Why didn't you ask me?" my sister's voice sounds from the side. "Because you're going with Noah. And do you really think I'm going to play third wheel with you two? No thanks." I hiss at her angrily.

Her arrogant manner towards such things makes me very aggressive and she just seems to provoke me with every action.

"What's the matter with you?" she asks confused and stares at me in surprise.

"It just pisses me off that you keep drawing attention to yourself. Even when I show up with my boyfriend, people pay more attention to you than me. This event is the first I've been to alone since we started dating Nate will show up and then it's also one of his mother people will look at me not you but you'll somehow get everyone looking at you so i wanted to go with his sisters who respect me and treat me like one 22 year old than mine who sees no one but herself and her prince." I hiss at her, still trying to stay calm despite my anger, but that's harder thought than done.

I look at the surprised faces of my family members, feel my father's intense gaze on my side, but I skillfully ignore him.

"What is that, Sophia?" he asks and directs himself.

My heart is in my mouth and I can't really tell if it's because of excitement or anger.

"I'm just calling the child by its name," I reply sternly.

"You don't realize how much of a fuss you've made in the last two days alone, do you? You cling to Nate like he's your Siamese twin and people take notice. Get your shit together and stop acting up, just because you're fucking a billionaire." Flora hisses, brown eyes spitting fire with anger.

My stomach clenches as she finishes her sentence and it's only now that I realize that she no longer views Nate and I's relationship as an affair.

"You know how much I hate it when you put my relationship in such a disgusting light. I don't have affairs. And don't think I haven't noticed that you're trying to put me down in front of Nate through Coen, but listen OK now Flora. I love Nate and he loves me. You may only be having a little fling with Noah, but I'm in a relationship with Nate and I would even marry him. I already saw through your games and it's gross how much you've changed. You've become so concerned with the numbers on your bank account and the status of your name in society that you've forgotten what it's like to love. So you should get your shit together.", "Oh and you know how to love?!" she yells at me, fixing me with her fiery stares,but they bounce off me, don't seem to even arrive.

"Maybe I will and maybe I won't! At least I'm getting involved in new things!" I yell at her.

"You're going to regret it all so terribly, Snow. This motherfucker worked with this woman and didn't tell you. Who knows what else he's hiding from you. A month ago I would have offered you my shoulder to cry on, but now you have to do it yourself deal with it when your oh-so-great friend breaks your heart. You're naive and he takes advantage of that. Just like everyone else before him. Let's see how long you have to go to therapy after him," replies Flora and this one Words hit me right in the chest.

I can feel the color draining from my face and the tears starting to sting my eyes. It feels so strange because I just wasn't expecting it. All my life I thought Flora was my best friend, when she's probably my worst enemy.

"You know what, just fuck yourself. I hope you'll be happy with yourself, you selfish, self-centered, money-hungry bitch. I don't want anything to do with you anymore." I lash out before I get more than angry and injured and leave her apartment.

However, when I get on the elevator, I burst into tears and it's so hard for me to stop.

When I get down, my whole body hurts and I just want to go home. I would like to fly to Nate and hide in his arms and shut myself off from the whole world, but unfortunately that's not possible, so I just have to go to my apartment.

John's stern demeanor softens as he sees me sniffling as I get off the elevator and within seconds he's with me.

"Mrs Hamilton, what happened?" he asks angrily.

"Family fight, John. Please just take me home and please don't tell Nate," I mumble wearily, putting on my sunglasses to hide my tears from the paparazzi.

"But Mrs Hamilton-" "John, I'll tell him myself when I'm ready. Please just drive me home," I sigh before he silently opens the door and I face the flashbulbs.

I ignore the annoying questions from the photographers and disappear in a few seconds into the car, where I almost choke on my tears. My sister's words are ringing in my head so loud I just can't turn them off or ignore them. I expected Kate to throw things like that at me and maybe Roven but not Flora. I don't want to have anything to do with such a cold-hearted person anymore and as long as she doesn't change I certainly won't approach her, because I've done that too many times in the last few years and now it's my turn to finally do it too play the stubborn.

The ringing of my phone pulls me out of a dreamless sleep in an uncomfortable way.

I glance at the clock and roll my eyes when I see that it's not even four o'clock.

"Yes?" I ask sleepily and fall back into my bed.

"Why did you cry, Sophia." Nate asks very sternly and I realize how long I am for his presence and suddenly I feel warm.

"I had a fight with Flora, nothing important," I reply, playing with the ribbon on my pajama shorts.

"About what?" "Nate, I want to feel you inside me, I already miss you so much.", I breathe in a voice that is dripping with excitement.

Nate's deep growl gives me goosebumps and automatically my free hand slides under my shirt and I start rolling my already stiff nipple between index finger and thumb.

"I'm already touching myself, Daddy..." I almost moan when nothing comes from his side.

"Where are you touching yourself?" he asks and the harsh tone of his voice makes me arch my back.

"I'm massaging my boobs, daddy," I reply, intoxicated at the thought of Nate touching me at this point.

"Your boobs are so beautiful kitten. Big, full and beautifully shaped they just won't fit in my hands. Play with your little buds too. I know how much you love it when daddy puts his tongue in that spot ." he whispers belligerently and totally dangerously.

It seems so dirty and forbidden to me that I hold my cell phone with my shoulder to my ear and reach between my legs with the other hand.

"Your pussy is probably wet and ready by now. You have a beautiful vulva, darling. Daddy loves getting lost in this cave. Diving over and over again is my favorite thing. Is your hand on your beautiful cunt yet?" he asks and I hear him sit up in his bed.

"Yes daddy. I'm so wet, my panties are soaked," I reply, swallowing.

"Play with your clitoris darling, massaging it in gentle circles the way you like it best while inserting two fingers into your hungry pussy. You are insatiable kitten and I can't complain. I love you too fuck. You're so tight and your moans are like music to my ears. Let me hear it, darling."

My fingers move in and out in a steady rhythm while my other hand massages my clit and I frantically picture Nate fucking me with his massive cock.

The image intoxicates me, makes my moans louder and my breathing more ragged. I keep whimpering and I hear Nate's growl as well, which finishes me off.

"Come on, kitten." He whispers and that's really it. With a sharp scream and a completely tense body, I slam against the orgasm, which comes in handy after such a stressful day.

I bite my lip and enjoy the sound of Nate's moans, which arouses me right back and the thought of him jerking off to me dulls my senses.

"I'll let you sleep now, but tomorrow you'll tell me what happened between you and your sister, only that's said. I love you.", he whispers and I smile like a fool to myself.

"I love you, Nate. Thank you," I mumble and then hang up before I slip back into a dreamless sleep from my post-orgasmic state.