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But I could never do that to her. It's obvious when seeing the serene expression on her face that she was born for the stage. As much as I want to keep her all to myself, I have to allow her to share her talent with the world.
Something happens when Bella dances. I feel like she transports her audience to another place. I can't explain it, but I would never deprive her of that, and I know that's exactly what her father has planned to do. He more than told me so.
He indulges in her “foolishness” as he calls it, just enough to keep her in line until he needs her.
I clench my jaw in fury at the thought of the way the man doesn't appreciate his daughter.
But that's okay. She might not have much of a father, but I'm more than willing to step up and be the daddy she needs.
I blink at the turn my thoughts have taken. I don't know where the hell that came from. I've never been into anything like that, but it settles over me with finality. Somehow, I know that's what Bella needs.
She needs a daddy, someone to take care of her and make all her problems go away. And fuck if I don't want to be that person.
I meant it when I told her I'd be anything she needed, and if what my girl needs is a daddy, then that's what she's going to get.
My dick gets hard at the thought of bouncing her up and down in my lap and hearing her whine and call me daddy. Hell, maybe I'm a twisted fuck. I don't know, but what I do know is that every night since the day I first saw Bella my cock has been hard as a rock. It takes all my willpower not to beat off to her furiously, but I refuse to touch myself. My cum is hers and hers alone. My body is hers. I won't use it without her.
Next time I come, it's going to be for my Bella. I'm going to give her everything I’ve got. I feel my cock getting harder at the thought of dumping gobs of cum inside her sweet pussy.
Fuck, I've got to stop thinking like this. I’m in a perpetual state of arousal when I think of her. It seems like I always have a hard-on now, and I don't even have to be thinking sexual thoughts. All I have to do is see her sweet face and remember the way she smiles at me or the way her pretty blue eyes peer up into mine so innocently and I'm ready to blow my load all in my pants.
This girl has me all tied up in knots, and there's not a damn thing I can do to stop it—not that I want to. She's my world, and I’d do anything for her.
We quickly fall into a routine. It's been pure heaven driving Bella wherever she needs to go. I take her to rehearsal, and then sometimes she wants to go shopping. She doesn't really buy anything, though. I think she's just like me—she enjoys spending time together.
I walk beside her and make note of everything she likes because one day I’m going to give her the world.
I could watch her all day. I love learning everything about her.
Sometimes we sit at a little bistro together and sip coffee. She chatters on to me, blushing every so often when she catches me staring at her intently. I tell her everything she wants to know. My life hasn't been glamorous, so I spare her the sordid details, but she does know that I grew up on the streets parentless and how I came to be a chauffeur.
I have no secrets from her. Whether she realizes it or not, she has none from me either. I won't allow it. I want to know everything there is to know about her, so I spend all of my time when I’m not with her on the computer hacking into her father's security system so I can watch every move she makes inside their house.
I'm dying to taste her sweet lips, and I think she’d let me kiss her, but I hold myself back because I know I'm like a raging animal. As soon as I touch Bella, as soon as my lips taste hers, I won't be able to stop. I’ll have to claim her and make her mine once and for all.
That's why I'm biding my time. I content myself with being her chauffeur. I feed false reports to her father. I certainly don't tell him about everything we do together or how close we've gotten. I simply tell the man what he wants to hear—that I'm keeping a watch on his prized asset and no one can get near her while she's with me, and that part is true at least. I'll never let anyone touch her—not while I'm around.
I have to glare at more than one fucker every day when we're out. She's so beautiful, and I don't think she even realizes it. I see guys popping hard-ons in their pants when she walks by, and it makes me murderous with rage, although I can hardly blame them. It's not just the way Bella looks. It's everything about her. It’s her sweet, innocent aura that drives men crazy. She's more than physically beautiful. Her person is beautiful. She shines with an inner light that draws every man to her like a moth to the flame. It's a wonder no one has stolen her from me by now.
Her father has every right to worry. She's a treasure.
A treasure I'm going to make mine.
CHAPTERSIX
Bella
Simon is quickly becomingmy best friend, but I'd be lying if I said that I don't imagine him being more, and it's not just how big and hot the guy is, though his muscles have women swooning everywhere we go. He doesn't pay them any mind, though. His eyes are always glued on me.
He pays attention to me in a way no one ever has. He looks at me like I matter, and he listens to me with rapt attention, hanging onto my every word.
Rehearsal and dancing used to be the highlight of my day, and while I still love dancing and always will, I find myself impatient to finish rehearsal so that I can have Simon take me somewhere where we can spend time together.
Sometimes we just go boutique shopping. Sometimes we sit at a little cafe or catch lunch together.
Simon does anything I ask him to. I worry sometimes that he's only doing that because my father is paying him, but the look in his eyes reassures me that it's something more, that he really does want to spend time with me. Surely, he couldn’t fake that look in his eyes.
Of course, I could just be a naive girl who's never been with anyone before so…
