All Chapters of SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ARIA POVThe man stopped a few steps in front of me.Close up, he was even more intimidating. He is tall, calm, with broad shoulders. He seems completely in control of himself.The red lights of the room shone across his face, casting a dark shadows along his jaw. His sleeves were rolled to his forearms, revealing his strong hands, filled with tattoos that looked as if they were used to being obeyed.He studied me quietly, he wasn't just staring at me, but observing me. Like I was something interesting he had just discovered.Then he spoke. “First time here.” His voice held authority behind it. It wasn’t a question.My spine straightened immediately, was it really that obvious? I lifted my chin, trying not to look nervous.“Is it that obvious?” I asked.The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. “Only to someone who knows this place well.” He answered with so much confidence. Something about his, calmness and confidence made my stomach tighten. He extended his hand toward me.“Adrian.

ARIA POVThe sunlight slips through my window casting an eerie glow on my face.I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head.My body still felt sore and heavy, my muscles ached in a strange but pleasant way that instantly brought back memories of last night.The club. Adrian.My eyes opened slowly.For a moment I just stared at the ceiling, replaying everything in my head. Then the memory of the note hit me again.Sometimes we are meant to enjoy pleasure just once and keep it as a memory. I sighed and forced myself out of bed.“Stupid,” I muttered to myself.Why was I even thinking about him? It had only been one night. I barely even knew the man.Still… the empty feeling in my chest hadn’t disappeared. I shook my head and walked toward the bathroom.“Forget it, Aria,” I told my reflection in the mirror. “He already did. I doubt he still remembers the night we shared.” My mind drifted to my dad, and I hope he won't question my whereabouts. By the time I came downstairs, the house w

ADRIAN POV I kept staring at the TIME. 2:00 PM.Which meant I had ten more minutes before Aria finished her last class.I leaned against the black car parked across the university gate, folded my hands across my chest, patiently waiting. Students walked past me in groups, laughing and talking loudly about assignments, parties, and weekend plans.None of it mattered to me, my eyes were fixed on the entrance of the university, waiting for her to be done.Aria Bennett. Victor Bennett’s daughter.Just thinking about her name made my jaw tighten. The moment she stepped into that club last night, I recognised her. Immediately.People believed the masks inside the club hid the identities of those wearing them, but they were wrong. Some people carried their identities in the way they walked, the way they spoke, and the way others reacted to them.Not even for Aria Bennett, whom I spent the last four month, making research on. Aria Bennett a powerful businessman’s daughter. The girl every m

ARIA POVI could not concentrate at all. Adrian's words kept replaying in my head over and over again, the way he said 11pm sharp, as if it were not even a suggestion but something he already knew I would obey. It was annoying how much it got to me how just those two words could sit in my chest and refuse to leave.I shifted in my seat trying to focus on what the lecturer was saying. But it was pointless. My mind was not here. It was somewhere else entirely thinking about Adrian and what he said.I found myself checking the time again and again.It felt like the clock was moving slower on purpose like the day was dragging just to test my patience. I had never wanted time to move this badly never felt this restless over something I knew I should not even be going to.That was the problem. I wanted to go to meet Adrian.. That scared me more than anything.By the time the lecture ended, I did not wait around for my friends like I usually did. I packed my things quickly ignoring the looks

ARIA POVI stayed kneeling, but now every second felt like hours, the silence was suffocating. He didn’t speak at first, and that silence was far worse than any punishment. My skin prickled, every second. Finally, his voice filled the room. “Forty-five minutes,” he said. “You’re forty-five minutes late.”I swallowed, the knot in my throat tightening. I had no excuse, none that would satisfy him. I couldn’t explain how it was difficult for me to sneak before I could be here. “I couldn’t… it was a bit difficult,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Father had guests over for dinner. They wouldn’t leave. And the new security cameras… I had to sneak through the servants’ corridor barefoot so I wouldn’t trigger anything. I ran across the grass, Adrian. I was terrified the whole time.”Adrian remained still, his back still facing me. His silence felt more torturous than any physical punishment could.“Look at me,” he finally said, and the simple demand sent a spark through me. I lifted