I'll Make You Want Me

NEVAEH

I stood up from my chair seductively and slowly approached his table despite the unbearable silence between us. I didn't know what to make from his silent but I have come so far to quit now.

I have built up courage, destroyed it and built it up again from scratch just to be able to utter those words to him and now that I have, there's no going back.

I had thought that I would live with this secret for the rest of my life but last night was all it took to change my mind.

If I don't act on my feelings now then when will I be able to?

And to make matters worse, he's planning on going steady with his new girlfriend. If it continues like this then I might as well just kiss my crush gone.

Lifting myself to sit on the table in front of him, I pried my legs apart to expose a glimpse of my panties.

"So, what do you say Mr. Martinez?" I asked, inching my face closer to his as he stared at me. "Do you agree to my request?"

I raised up my hands to touch his face but he grabbed it midair, stopping my movements. I froze, shocked that he would stop me.

"What has gotten into you Nevaeh?" He asked, disappointed written all over his face as he shook his head.

"B-But I thought—"

"That what?" He cut me off mid sentence. "That I would willingly agree to sleep with you? Not only am I twice your age but you are Castia's best friend."

"Do you think that Castia would be happy if she hears that you are hitting on her father?" He questioned and I felt my heart slowly began to shatter into a million tiny pieces.

"You are a child Nevaeh, same age as my daughter and even if you weren't, I still wouldn't sleep with you because you're not my type." He told me off and let go of my hands before rising to his feet.

"I am like a father to you. I consider you my own daughter and I've always treated you as such."

"But you are not my father." I argued. "I never asked you to treat me like your child. I am an adult and I can make decisions for myself."

"You cannot." He blurted out, breaking my heart even more than he already did when he rejected me.

"You may think that you are but you are not."

"I am old enough to know that I have a crush on you and that I like you. And if you let me prove it—"

"And that's why you're not fully capable of making decisions Nevaeh." He interrupted. "You're mistaking your infatuation for me and thinking that it's love."

"A young, beautiful girl like you should be with a guy your own age and not someone like me Nevaeh." He lectured me and I darted my eyes away as tears burned my vision.

I don't want him to see me cry over him. I don't want him to see me like this.

"But I want someone like you." I mustered up courage to say. "I've always wanted someone like you. It's not infatuation if what I feel for you is real."

"I won't tell Castia or anyone about what happened here. I'll let it pass because I still consider you my daughter."

Placing his hands on my shoulders, he willed me to look at him. "When the time is right, I know that you'll find someone that will reciprocate these feelings for them but honey, that someone is not me."

"But you already did reciprocate them." I answered, shocking him as his brows creased in confusion.

"Last night, I was the one in the kitchen and not Nessa." I said to him. "I was your little kitten and whether you want to admit to it or not, you liked what you did to me Mr Martinez."

"What?"

I rolled my eyes at him, wiping the tears that almost spilled from my eyes earlier. "What did you think? That it was Nessa? Didn't you stop to ask why I never said anything during our heated, passionate session together?"

"It was because I didn't want you to stop." I approached him, bridging the gap between us. "It's because I liked you and I have been waiting for that moment for my entire life."

"I overheard you talking to Nessa earlier before I walked in. She said she doesn't remember because she wasn't the one who felt your touch Mr. Martinez. It was me."

"I'm sorry if I did that. It was a mistake on my part—"

"I don't want you to be sorry because I don't regret it and neither should you."

Smoothening his shoulders with both hands, I trailed my finger down to his clothed chest. "If anything, last night was one of the best night of my entire life. I have never experienced anything like that until you did it to me."

"As bad and shameful as it may sound, I want more. I need more." I confessed boldly.

Holding him by the collar, I yanked him forward, our faces almost touching. "You liked what you felt last night Mr. Martinez and I know it. If given another chance, I know that you'd want to experience that feeling again and now, I'm giving you a chance to do so."

Placing my lips to his ears, I whispered. "Let me give you a good time Mr. Martinez. Let me show you just how much I love you. Trust me, Castia doesn't have to know. It'll be our little secret."

I pulled away slowly, a smile playing on my lips.

"If you want, I can even be your type. I can be anything you want me to be." I added, biting down on my lower lip as I ran my tongue over it.

"Not a chance, Nevaeh." He rejected me again. "I'll suggest that you prepare to re-take that test and if you don't want us to have any problems then don't ever bring this up between us."

"I'll make you want me Mr. Martinez." I persisted. "I won't back down or hide anymore until you walk into my arms willingly."

"Nevaeh, don't make me report your misconduct to your mother."

"Then I'll also tell her and everyone what you did to me last night. I have proof." I threatened with a victorious smile when I knew that I've gotten him. "If you rat me out then I'll rat you out and I know that you don't want that."

"So sit back and watch me win you over and trust me, you will be mine." I declared proudly, knowing that nothin

g can stop me from getting my way this time around before walking out of his office.