Chapter 1

It had been a few days since Elijah and Charlotte had seen each other for the first time. She couldn't be happier for not having to see his face ever again. She made sure that she asked her mother about where she was going every time she was asked to go help. Fortunately for Charlotte, her mother never really needed any help whenever she went to clean at Elijah's house.

That was until today. Her mother had send her an address after a few hours into her school day, supposedly Elijah had asked her mother to come clean a room but since her mother couldn't, she was the one stuck with the job. She hated it, she never got payed for helping. She couldn't complain because she really didn't care about the money.

She already had made once that mistake of asking for money. It had ended in a two hour scolding and lecture on how her parents gave her a roof over her head, payed for her school and payed for her food that she hadn't bother to listen for the rest of the bullshit that had escaped her parents mouth.

It's not like Charlotte had no money of her own, she did but it still felt shitty to work for something but still not get payed. If there was anyone out there that helped their parents more than she did, she would feel less of a bitch about it. But she believed she was the only one, in fact she believed this was hell. Her life was a living hell.

She dreaded the end of the hour, she didn't want to be done with school. She didn't want to go to his house. The only reason she had agreed on this, was the hope of him leaving her completely alone. Surely he wasn't going to tease her again, was he?

The thought alone, made her flinch. She didn't want to go anymore, she was sure she could find a lie to tell her parents. How about her period? Nah, that had never worked before. She thought to herself.

She tried to shake the thoughts away and focus on what her teacher was explaining, but she found out it was things she already knew. Her best friend sat beside her typing away, she tried to see who she was texting with but as if feeling her eyes on her, she pulled the phone away. Charlotte couldn't help but frown, why was her friend being so distant lately. Had she done something wrong?

For the next ten minutes she only focused on her last lecture, few minutes before the bell rang she got a message from an unknown number. Once she read the message she instantly knew who it was. It was none other than, Elijah who she was dreading to see.

It didn't help when his message stated that he was waiting at the front of the school, so he could give her a ride to his house. She was brought out of her thoughts when she heard her friend speaking. "Who's that?" She spoke and pointed at Charlotte's phone screen.

Charlotte couldn't help the scoff that escaped her lips, she didn't understand her friend. Here she was hiding things from her and then expected Charlotte to tell her things. "No one." She deadpanned and locked her phone. She didn't stare at her friend for the rest of the minutes, and when the bell rang she quickly gathered her things and was out of the classroom.

"Char, wait up!" Amara shouted for her friend who was quickly making her way down the stairs totally ignoring her. She tried to follow behind her but every other student was trying to get out of school just as quickly as she was. So, it was pretty difficult to reach her friend. When she finally stood at the front of the school door she saw her friend getting into an unfamiliar car. She frowned at the sight.

Amara knew she was being an awful friend but she just wasn't in the right state of mind, with everything that was going on at her house. She thought to rather be distant than say mean things that she would later on regret.

Charlotte, sat in the passengers seat and quickly regretted the decision when the man she had wanted to ignore leaned over her and fastened her seat belt. As if she couldn't do it herself. Her breath hitched in her throat as his knuckles slightly brushed against her breasts. She tried not to let the awfully awkward silent get to her but it did.

"Hi, thanks for the ride." She squeaked and looked up at him before adverting his eyes.

"No problem, tesoro." Another nick name, she thought. This time, she couldn't remember the meaning of it. But she knew it was something people didn't just go around calling each other. Last time, she had thought he was being polite. But this time, she couldn't help but get creeped out.

What was his problem? Didn't he know she was only 19? And so on the thoughts went, until her mouth spoke as if having a mind of its own. "You do know, that I'm 19, right?" She questioned, before she quickly slammed her hand against her mouth, her cheeks turned bright red and she could feel her ears turning warmer with each passing second. Oh fuck!

"Yes, why?" Elijah couldn't help but get startled by the young girls question. Had he already done something to upset her? He could be so clueless sometime.

"Than stop with the names." She mumbled her hand still over her mouth. He raised an eye brow in confusion not fully understanding her. Grabbing her hand he pulled it away as her eyes narrowed.

"Speak clearer." He couldn't help the command that escaped his lips. He was used to it, so when the young girl moved further away he was at loss of words. If Charlotte could choose her time of death this was it, she wanted to die right here.

"I said stop, calling me names!" She didn't know where the courage came from, yet she didn't question it. The raising of the voice made Elijah only want to be stricter than he was already planning to be with her. He hated disrespectful people. And she couldn't and wouldn't be an expectation.

"Don't raise your voice." He coldly replied to her, the warning tone not getting unnoticed by anyone. Elijah hadn't expected the timid and shy girl to open up to him this quickly and raise her voice as if he were her long-lost friend. The clenching of his jaw wasn't in his control, his hands were aching to punish the 19-year-old girl sitting in his passenger's seat.

He had different ways of punishing people who were being brats, but of course none of them were physical but he couldn't help himself. Last time he had seen her, he felt as if she was teasing him, provoking him at the least. He couldn't take his mind off the thought of her round ass; he almost couldn't believe his eyes when he had seen her under pants when she had been climbing the stairs in front of him.

That was a day Elijah was sure he would never forget, maybe it had to with the fact that he hadn't had sex in months. But he couldn't help but want her in more ways than one. She was a beautiful girl, even for her age.

And therefore all Elijah could think of right now was fucking her pretty mouth which was being used to make him angrier with each word she spoke and spank her ass raw. "Can you just drive already? There's things I got to do!" And that did it.