Semua Bab Daddy's Pet.: Bab 61 - Bab 70

[Gianna’s POV]I examine the man beside me, taking in his build, his features, and the way his gaze took me in.I think he will do. I say silently, letting a slow, seductive smile spread across my lips.“Is that so?” I ask, leaning into him a bit. “And why on earth would you want to approach me?”I knew. How could I not know? But was he approaching because he didn’t know me and just thought that I was pretty, or did he want something?“Because you’re the most beautiful lady at this party.” The man says. “Who wouldn’t want to come and try to woo you?”Smooth tongue. I think, but again, I can’t help but wonder if he was doing it because he wanted something from me.Well, did it really matter? In the end I wanted something from him too.“I guess you’re the only one,” I sigh. “As you can see, my line of suitors is nonexistent, but doesn’t that mean that it’s your lucky day?”As I speak, I reach out and place a hand on the man’s arm and give it a small squeeze.“What’s your name, handsome?

[Gianna’s POV]My hand strings, my ears ring, and my body shakes with the anger that has slowly been bubbling since this bastard beside me decided to kiss me in front of every damn body.“Have you gone crazy?” I demand as Grant lifts a hand and touches the place that I’ve just struck. “Do you know what you just did?”My image!My fucking image that I worked so hard to maintain!It would now be ruined because some ass hole didn’t know how to think before he acted.“Dammit,” I growl, looking around the parking lot and noting the people who mill around.I’m sure they saw.How could they not see me slap Grant, but did it matter now?“We are going to be all over the news come tomorrow.” I continue, raging. “Why? Why would you do that?”“To prove a point,” Grant responds. “You thought that I was engaged, so I…”“You, you, you,” I snap. “Did you even for a moment stop to think about what that would do to me?”My mother.Even now, I can picture what she will have to say.“You’re my new stepfa

[Grant’s POV]I wait while my brother stares at me, his gaze screaming that he doesn’t quite believe what I’m saying and honestly I can’t blame him.We were both raised the same, so he knew as well as I did that even if you tried to protect someone from the politics of business and high class people sometimes it just didn’t work out the way you wanted it.“This time is different,” I say, wondering if he is thinking about the same woman I am. “I won’t let anything happen.”“You won’t,” Anthony chuckles, pulling out his phone. “And what about this?”As he speaks, he places his phone on the desk and then slides it toward me so that I can take in the forum on it.Frowning, I scan the comments to an article talking about mine and Gianna’s relationship and when I come across an anonymous one, I feel anger start to move through my veins.Anonymous Posted 10hrs agoDo we really believe that Gianna managed to get to where she was without the help of someone with connections? I mean, seriously.

[Gianna’s POV]I don’t speak as I continue to examine Grant. Taking in his handsome face, his easy smile, and the way his eyes sparkle with interest, but then I remember that man who tried to threaten me and I immediately feel my walls slamming into place again.“Have you finally decided to go along with me?” He asks as I try to ignore the conflicting feelings that I feel. “If so, we could…”“Nope,” I say, tearing my gaze away and getting comfy in my seat. “I was just wondering how long this flight will last.”“Wanting to get away from me that quickly?” He asks.“Maybe.”I don’t bother saying anything more after that and when the captain comes over the speaker, I buckle in and then turn my gaze out the window so I can watch the plane lift.Only once we are in the sky, do I turn my gaze toward the aisle beside us and when I see a flight attendant, I feel my stomach suddenly rumble.“Hungry?” Grant asks, not missing it. “Should I order you a drink as well?”“No,” I hiss and realize too

[Gianna’s POV]The man above me smiles at me, his eyes flashing with desire as he hooks a finger in my pants and pulling them down so that I’m left in nothing but a lacy g-string.“Fuck,” he growls, clearly enjoying what he is seeing. “That barely covers anything.”“And?” I ask, enjoying the horiness and need that begins to build in his eyes. “Is that a problem?”I knew that I had a nice body.I always kept everything toned and tight because of my modeling.Because I knew that my body was nice, I made sure to show it off any chance I got and tonight, the one I was showing it off to was this man hovering above me.“Are you just going to stare or are you going to do something?”I didn’t want to wait.I wanted to see what this man who was many years older than me could do and I wanted to deal with the need that I was feeling.“Take me,” I whisper, grabbing the man’s shirt and pulling him to me.When our mouths meet, excitement mixed with danger rush through me, spurring me forward as my