Gabriel's hand gripped my arm tightly, a grip that wasn't just physical but filled with anger. His eyes locked on mine with an intensity that made me tremble.
"Daddy?" I said again, my voice small.
He didn't answer. He simply pulled me through the crowd, which parted instantly before him. The faces that had been cheering and dancing froze, silenced by the presence of the commanding man whose aura radiated fury. I stumbled, trying to match his long, fast strides.
"Slow down! I'm tripping!" I protested.
He shoved open the bar door, guided me outside, and opened the door of his black car parked by the curb. Without a word, he pushed me inside.
"You've gone too far this time, Seraphina," he said.
The car sped off, leaving behind the chaos I had just escaped. I leaned my head against the window, trying to calm myself, but the alcohol still lingered in my system.
I glanced at him. He was furious truly furious and somehow, in the haze of my drunken mind, that anger looked tempting. Slowly, I unbuckled my seatbelt. The distance between us felt too far. I wanted to close it. Crawling across the wide center console, I moved toward him.
"Seraphina, sit down," he ordered, but that only made me want to rebel more.
Finally, I made it. I dropped myself into his lap, feeling a strange, foolish sense of triumph. My body pressed against his thighs, and I could feel every muscle in him tense.
"Sit back in your seat. Now," he said firmly.
But I had gone too far. The alcohol had shut down every bit of logic in my head. My hand moved on its own, sliding up to rest on his chest through the thin fabric of his shirt. I could feel his heart racing beneath my palm.
"Daddy's mad?" I whispered, leaning closer to his neck. I inhaled deeply sandalwood, mint, and something deeply masculine. It was the scent I had known since childhood, the scent that always meant safety. But tonight, it felt different.
He didn't answer, eyes still fixed on the road, though the veins in his neck tightened.
I looked at his mouth. His full lips looked dangerously tempting. Slowly, I leaned closer to his ear, my breath warm with the sweetness of alcohol.
"You look so tempting when you're angry."
It didn't even sound like me speaking. It was like a stranger had taken over my body driven by vodka and the fiery curiosity I'd buried for years.
"You're drunk," he said flatly.
"I'm twenty. I'm an adult," I muttered, annoyed at being treated like a child. My hand stayed on his chest, fingers tracing lightly. "I'm old enough to go clubbing, old enough to drink, and old enough for other things too."
The car jerked sharply as he pulled to the side of the empty road. The engine went silent, and suddenly, everything was still. He turned fully toward me, and for the first time that night, I met his gaze head-on.
"What other things? What do you think you know about being an adult?" Daddy asked.
"I know that I want you. I've wanted you for a long time. And I'm ready. I'm ready to make love to you."
In an instant, his large hand gripped my wrist and pried it from his chest.
"You have no idea what you're asking for, because you're drunk," he said, voice low but controlled.
He gently lifted me from his lap, guiding me back to my seat. The rejection burned. Shame crept up my neck, hot and heavy.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll be escorted by a Beta every time you leave the house. No more clubs, no more alcohol, and no more nights out without permission."
"I'm not your prisoner! I'm an adult!" I shouted back.
"Your actions tonight say otherwise. You can't take care of yourself. You let a stranger give you a drink, you let yourself get drunk, you danced like--" He paused, sighing as if words failed him. "Until you prove you can be responsible, you'll be under strict supervision."
I crossed my arms and turned toward the window, sulking like a punished child. Tears of frustration and humiliation welled up in my eyes. He still treated me the same way he always had as a little girl. Little Sera who knew nothing, Little Sera who needed protection, guarding, and control.
But he didn't see it. He didn't see that little girl was long gone. He didn't see the woman sitting beside him now the woman whose heart raced for him, the woman who had just confessed her forbidden desire and been rejected outright.
The car started moving again, carrying me back to the grand house that felt more like a gilded cage than a home. He thought locking me away with guards would keep me under control. He thought he could remain my Daddy forever.
He was wrong.
I would prove to him that I was grown. I would show him that I could take what I wanted. And what I wanted was him not as my Daddy, but as the man I had secretly loved all these years.
And I would do whatever it took to become his Luna someday.
I entered my room. The night's cold seemed to seep through the window, but what was more piercing was the feeling of rejection from Gabriel. I took off the party dress that still carried David's cologne, a scent that clearly made Gabriel angry. I changed into thin pajamas that didn't cover much, as if the minimal clothing could ease the tightness in my chest.Sleep would not come. Thoughts of Gabriel, of his cold stares, of the sharp words he had thrown at me, all swirled in my head. I closed my eyes, trying to force myself to sleep, but what appeared was the image of David dancing with me, his confident movements, his charming smile, and how his hand gently touched my waist. I shook my head, trying to erase that image. It was not David I wanted.My phone buzzed with a soft notification. I reached for it, looking at the screen glowing in the dark. It was from the secret group containing only selected campus members, a place for sharing adult content that no one would ever admit to ope
I arrived at the apartment just before midnight. From a distance, I could already see the silhouette of Gabriel’s black car parked in front of the building. Its headlights were still dimly glowing, and my heart immediately began to race.I knew he was inside. I knew he was waiting for me.And I knew that this time, there would be no warm embrace like before.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself before stepping into the lobby. The sound of my heels echoed across the marble floor, every step like a reflection of the guilt reverberating in my head. I pressed the elevator button, and while waiting, David’s face flashed in my mind, his words, his gaze, his confident promise.But that image quickly faded, replaced by Gabriel’s face—his cold eyes, the sharp look he always gave me whenever I crossed the invisible boundaries he had set.The elevator opened with a soft chime, and I stepped inside, staring at my reflection on the metal wall. My ivory dress was now wrinkled, my hair a litt
I stood under the campus garden lights for several minutes after Gabriel left. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. Tears almost fell, but I refused to look weak. Not tonight.After making sure no one was around, I walked back toward the rooftop where the party was still going on. The music was faint in the distance, a cheerful rhythm that felt painfully out of place compared to the chaos in my head. I climbed the stairs slowly, hoping everyone had already forgotten what happened earlier.When I reached the top, a few people turned their heads, some whispering softly. I could feel curious eyes following me, but I pretended not to notice. David was still standing near the railing, looking awkward.As soon as he saw me, he jogged over quickly.“Sera! I didn’t know that was your father.”“It’s okay. He’s just a little overprotective.”David scratched the back of his head, relief mixed with uncertainty on his face. “I thought he was mad because I asked you to dance. I really
I bit my lower lip softly, holding back the tears that suddenly burned at the corners of my eyes. My breathing hitched not only from anger, but from fear. Fear of losing control in front of someone who could so easily take command of everything about me.“I’m sorry, I just wanted tonight to feel normal. I wanted to know, even for a moment, what it’s like to be an ordinary student. Not always hiding, not always feeling guilty every time I smile at someone else.”Gabriel’s eyes locked on mine, sharp and unyielding, but I knew that look wasn’t made of anger alone. There was something else behind it something deeper, something he refused to show.“Normal?” he said, his voice low. “Nothing has been normal since you came into my life. You’ve turned everything upside down.”I lowered my head. “I’m sorry.”I took a cautious step closer, and before he could step back, I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him tightly. His whole body stiffened, his breath catching in his chest.“I’m sorry
The next day on campus, I walked with a light step. I couldn’t hide my smile; it felt as if the whole world was on my side. My friends looked at me curiously, whispering among themselves, probably wondering why my face was glowing like that. I tried to act normal, even though inside, memories from last night kept replaying Gabriel’s gaze, that kiss, and the last words he said to me.“Seraphina!”A cheerful voice called out from the campus garden. I turned and saw David, my classmate who I’d known for a while had feelings for me. He was holding something wrapped neatly in pale blue paper.“Hey, you look so happy today,” he said with a wide smile.I let out a small laugh, trying to hide the sudden nervousness in my chest.“Oh, really? Maybe because I finally got enough sleep.”“This is for you.” He handed me the gift.I hesitated for a second, but his sincere eyes made it hard for me to refuse.“Thank you, David. But what’s this for?”“It’s nothing. I just wanted you to have something f
The next day, I took a shower with a joyful heart. My happy voice echoed in the spacious bathroom as I soaped my body in slow motion, imagining whose hands I wanted doing this.I danced a little under the stream of warm water, imagining Gabriel's face as he drove Selly from this house. My hands fumbled for the shower head, trying to adjust the water flow, but in my overzealousness, I pulled it too hard and broke it."AAH!"The broken shower head gushed water like a small waterfall, drenching my entire body and flooding the bathroom floor. I slipped, grabbing onto the shower curtain to steady myself.In less than ten seconds, the bathroom door swung open."Seraphina!"Gabriel stood there with a panicked expression. His eyes immediately took in the scene: the water flooding the floor, the broken shower head, and me standing there soaked and completely unclothed.In a few quick strides, he approached the main tap and turned it off. The gushing water finally stopped.I snapped back to rea