Caught

_Aurora’s POV_

“How long were you planning on watching?” Damien’s voice filled the entire room and I flinched like I had been struck.

“I-“ my voice came out thin, words starting to fail me. “I didn’t mean to—“

Damien finally turned around, his lips pulled down into a frown.

This was the first time I was seeing such an expression on his face.

“Why did Luca let you come in?” He growled, and I could see the anger in his voice.

Luca should be his doorman.~

I wasn’t meant to be here. I wasn’t meant to see any of this.

My eyes flickered back to the girl on the floor and then back at him.

“I came to give you this.” I forced out, my cheeks on fire as I brought the folder in my hand into sight.

The humiliation I felt was made worse by the traitorous throbbing I felt between my legs.

I hated myself for it.

This was my father’s best friend. He was at least twenty years older than me, I shouldn’t be feeling this way towards him.

But my eyes once again shifted to the girl on her knees, and for a moment I imagined myself in her place.

I watched as he crossed the distance between us, pulling the folder out of my hand.

“Next time, knock and leave.” He said flatly.

Then in a much colder tone, he added, “especially when you don’t belong.”

My fingers dug into my palm as I turned and walked out before my legs could betray me.

When I slammed the door of my apartment shut, I slid down against the door, skirt pooling upwards.

I had thought, by the time I got home, the throbbing would have stopped, but it only got worse.

The image I had seen flashed through my mind once more, and I rubbed myself through my panties.

A low moan slipped through my throat, my eyes closing on their own.

And just when I was about to slip my fingers inside…

“It seems I have arrived at the wrong moment.”

My eyes instantly snapped open.

My father was sitting on the sofa, and I instantly pushed myself off the floor.

“What the fuck dad!” I cried out in embarrassment.

Fuck fuck fuck.

How long had he…

Did he see me…

Of course he did.

My lights were turned off, but I was certain he heard me and now..

“Fuck, dad! Why are you here? Why didn’t you tell me you’d be here? Why didn’t you even turn on the lights?” I cried all at once, pulling my skirt down as far as I could.

At this moment, I just wanted the floor to open up and swallow me.

My fingers found the switch and I instantly turned on the lights.

I was met with my father’s judgmental look.

“I came to see how you were doing. I thought I was being too harsh on you, but I’ve seen all I wanted to see.” He said, eyes going over my frame in silent anger.

“I was at work.. I was working.” I cried as I kicked off my shoes, running my hand through my hair.

“Maybe you are not getting enough workload since you could do THAT the moment you got back.”

I could sense the disgust in his voice, and very much wanted the ground to open up and swallow me.

“I would talk to Damien about this…” he started and my head whipped towards him.

“I swear to God father, you better not do that,” I growled, finger pointed at him.

I would die, if my father discussed me touching myself with Damien, especially after the scene I had just witnessed.

Father stared at me silently for a moment, and then he let out a sigh, pushing up from where he sat.

“You need to take your responsibilities more seriously. I should have done this a long time ago. I really hope Damien knocks some sense into you.” He said, walking towards the exit.

When he got to the door, he gave me one last look, and then he walked out.

I wanted to scream.

First it was Damien, then Father caught me…

Fuck.

Today didn't go well at all and this was only the first day.

I stood there, skin still buzzing, humiliation crawling up my spine—

—and my phone vibrated in my hand.

Unknown Contact:

Tomorrow. 7:00 AM. Don’t be late.

I stared at the screen, heart pounding.

I would have to face Damien at work tomorrow.