Call me Daddy

"Hello, I am Catherine," she said in a stuttering voice. A soft chuckle left Archer's lips that sent goosebumps through Catherine's spine.

"Your room is on the second floor first room. Apart from your room, living room, and kitchen do not wander around or enter any other room. If you do not like the decor or need anything else just let Thomas know," his voice wasn't strict but serious. He was drawing a boundary and Catherine knew not to meddle with his rules.

"Thanks, Mr. Mendez," Catherine said after thinking for a while. She lost all her words the moment she walked into this villa. Just last night she was soaking wet thinking about the great Archer Mendez and his big chocolaty monster and now he was sitting in front of her like a fucking sex god. Shame engulfed her; how could she form any word in front of this man?

"From now on, call me Daddy. If someone heard you calling me Mr. Mendez they might misunderstood our relationship," Archer said frowning. He watched the teenage girl standing before him. She was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a black top. The top was hugging her body like a second skin flaunting her natural curves. For a moment he couldn't move his eyes from her natural big tits.

'Fuck!' Archer cursed inside his head before shifting his eyes back to her face. How could he think about something like that for this girl? She was legally his daughter for fuck's sake.

"From now on, do not wear jeans or a top. You will only wear dresses and skirts," Archer said pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Okay daddy," as soon as those words reach his ears, Archer felt a twitch in his dick. What was happening with him today? How could he feel aroused by his own adopted daughter? Was it because he didn't get laid for some weeks now?

"Go to your room and do not come down until you are called for lunch," he ordered in a cold voice. Catherine nodded at him and rushed to the stairs. Archer couldn't help but watch her round ass. With every step she took her butt cheeks were jumping inside her jeans. How good will they feel in his hand?

Archer shifted his eyes from her and concentrated on the tablet in his hand. Soon he heard the sound of footsteps and Mason, his best friend walked in.

"I heard from Brady that you adopted a teenager as per his suggestion. Is it true?" Brady asked taking a seat opposite of Archer.

"He's my legal advisor so it is normal for me to take his suggestion. That's what I pay him for. And don't walk inside my house without knocking from now on. I have a teenage daughter in the house," Archer said without raising his head.

"Whoa! Man, I must say you are fast. Not only did you adopt a girl within two days but you are acting like a protective father already," Brady exclaimed with an astonishing smile on his face.

"Shut up, will you? You know everything is just for the show. I have to show those old shareholders that I have changed and I have a family now. That's why I adopted a girl who will turn eighteen soon. Once I took control of those old hags, I would give her some property and she would be out of my life as an adult," Archer explained placing his tablet on ta center table.

"Does she know about all this?" Brady asked raising his thick brows.

"She doesn't need to know. She needed a guardian and sponsor, and I needed to clear my reputation. We are both gaining from this arrangement. Now if you will excuse me, I have something important to deal at the moment," Archer said indicating Brady to leave.

"Won't you introduce your daughter with me? I am eager to meet my new neice," he grinned showing off his perfectly white teeth.

"I will introduce her in front of the shareholders only in the meeting next month. Till then keep yourself out of my way. I will suggest you to concentrate on your business," Archer dismissed him and went straight to his study.

Brady chuckled at the reaction of his bestfriend. Archer was always like this, no one knew what was going inside his mind.

At her room, Catherine was in awe. The full room was decorated in a princess style with pink and purple. Though she wasn't a big fan of pink but she liked the combination. She walked inside the big walk-in closet. It was fully stocked with all branded dresses, shoes, bags, cosmetics and lingeries. She wandered around her big bedroom until she heard a soft knock on her door.

"Hello Miss Mendez, my name is Cody. I am the cook here and the lunch is ready. Mr. Mendez is waiting for you downstairs. He asked you to change and join him for the lunch," a woman in her mid forties stood in front of her room.

"Just call me Catie, no need for those formalities. I would be down there in ten minutes," Catherine said. Cody nodded at her and left.

Catherine went back to her closet and picked a black sphagetti strap dress that reached her thi*h. Only after putting on the dress did she realized the dress was one size smaller than her. She had natural i* boobs and the dress clung to her chest like a second skin. She checked the time and decided to wear the dress only for lunch. Once she's done she would change it after that. After tying her hair in a messy bun she ran downstairs.

"Sorry, I am a bit late," Catherine said, sitting on a chair near Archer. She was busy roaming her eyes around the table which was filled with nearly fifteen items. She was so amused by the hge feast in front of her that she didn't notice the dark eyes of Archer until she heard his cold voice.

"Why are you wearing this tiny dress?"