How Good Are You

Eloise's POV

We almost got caught but Ignatio was quick in covering things up so perfectly.

"Eloise? I can hear you scream, are you okay?" Mom's voice rang out, clearly laced with concern.

She almost opened the door when Ignatio stood up, immediately grabbing me with him, as he pushed me to the back of the door while he appeared in Mom's face blocking her from entering the room.

"Oh! Ignatio, you are here?" She asked and I heard him giggle loudly.

I quickly slide my wet pants on and straightened my dress, then appeared in front of Mom with a smile.

"Eloise screamed because she passed the interview. She got the job. She should resume work early tomorrow morning" Ignatio said, to my own very surprise. We had no interview! Mom smiled, her gaze which locked into mine, relieved.

"I'd stop by for lunch sometimes, if you are still in the country" I said, and then left the house. That part confuses me. Were my parents going out somewhere and they haven't told me?

"Congratulations, honey" Mom smiled and I returned an awkward smile.

"I would have loved to leave you to rest but I and your Dad might use a few minutes of your time" she said, her face turning pale, into a sad frown.

"Is everything okay, Mom?" I asked, my face laced with worry.

"Sure, darling. Be in the sitting room in a minute or two" Mom instructed and she left to fetch Dad.

I glanced back at the bed where I had just orgasm while my Dad's best friend was fucking my most sensitive part. And now he said to resume in his company tomorrow. Will he fuck me? No! He said he won't, not ever again. That was the end of it, today is the first and last day I will ever feel this kind of pleasure. The last time I will ever have an orgasm like this while he fucked me. Fuck! It wasn't even meant to happen, but now that it had, I can't stop thinking about him.

I heaved a sigh, trodding gently to the sofa downstairs where Mom and Dad were already seated.

"Anything the problem, Mom? Dad?" I asked, wanting someone to talk to me. They look tensed, and hesitant to say whatever it is they wanted to say.

"We are moving out of the country, Eloise" Mom broke the news to me. My heart hammered in my chest as I tried to process those words.

"M...Moving?" I asked to be sure. They could simply said they were going on a vacation. It could be a day, or two days or close to a week, but she said they were moving!

"I have business in Italy, sweetheart. I might spend three months or more" Dad said and my chest tightened. I won't be seeing him for three months, or maybe even more.

Then I faced Mom, wanting to hear the reason why she was leaving me all alone here too.

"The hospital transferred me. I have to take care of the branch in Singapore" Mom broke to me.

Italy..... Singapore.......

They were both too far away from here.

"Then one of you can simply take me!" I almost yelled.

"We would have loved to, but you have to learn the ropes here—from Ignatio, so you can take over the company when I get back" That name, it aroused something in me.

"You will be in Ignatio's care till we get back. He will treat you well" Dad announced, my eyes widening in shock and maybe... excitement.

I will be living with the bloody hot Daddy of mine.

"I have to live with him?" I asked to be sure.

"Yes honey. Be sure to obey and listen to him. Please don't cause him trouble" Mom said with pleading eyes.

Of course I will obey him if he said to bend over the table!

"He will report your every movement to me, so don't cross the line and stress him out" Dad warned. He could be so strict sometimes.

"Yes Mom. Yes Dad" I agreed. It was one joy that I gets to live with Ignatio Sandro, trying not to cause him trouble will be a piece of cake.

"Good! We leave in two days" Dad announced.

"What?" I yelled. Why so fast??

I was angry at them that they were just telling me when their departure is just in two days but they weren't to be blamed, I was barely around.

****

"Good morning, Mr. Sandro" I greeted Daddy who sat behind his desk, not sparing me a glance.

His effects had started working on me again, and my pussy? It throbbed so hard making me press my thighs together that I really prayed he wasn't noticing that. Thank goodness he wasn't looking at me.

"You can go sit at the secretary's desk, Eloise" He said, eyes still glued to his laptop. No! I wanted him to look at me, or maybe realize how much I wants him.

"Sir....I am not employed yet. What you did to me on my bed yesterday wasn't enough to be called an interview" I whispered, low and seductive. He froze, his hands stopping to move on the keyboard but his eyes still glued to it.

I was teasing him, testing him when I knew I wasn't supposed to but every part of me wanted this man.

"The fuck are you driving at now, Eloise?" He gritted, his face cladded with a frown when he looked at me.

"Don't Daddy want to interview me here in his office?" I asked, and I'm sure he knows what I meant.

He was enthralled by me just as much as I was. Isn't that the reason why he doesn't want to look at me? So he doesn't flip me over his desk and fuck me.

He groaned, and I didn't miss the way he touched his cock. Good! I was being a shameless slut right now but it doesn't matter if it means I could get this man.

He stood up, half hard in his trouser.

"I thought I'd employ you without an interview but I guess that isn't proper" He grinned, walking closer to me.

"How good are you?" He asked. Does he mean sorting out files and making appointments for him as a secretary? Hell no!

"Good enough to be the best employee you could ever ask for, Daddy" I smiled.

"It's Mr. Sandro when we are at work" He groaned, unbuckling his belt as he tossed it to the floor.

"Yes, Mr. Sandro" I croaked seeing his trousers slide down revealing his hard bulge in his shorts.

"Now show me how good you are, Miss Eloise Asher" He said, making me gulp.