Chapter 7. Blaze

I looked from Stephanie to my Father and felt a little anger rising. 

"Blaze." My Father called rising to his feet and staring at me like he couldn't imagine he was really seeing me.

"So, I take it, she's your new wife?" I asked and he looked at Stephanie and nodded.

Stephanie rose to her feet looking at me with a smile. To my father, it probably looked like she was trying to look nice but I knew what that smile meant. It was a smile of recognition. She probably felt it was interesting to find out I was her husband's son.

"Stephanie, meet Blaze, my son. Blaze meet Stephanie." He said but I didn't need that introduction, not because I already knew Stephanie but because I couldn't take my anger anymore.

What was he doing here? After all these years? Because I was famous? He didn't know what he was in for.

"Stephanie, right. She's the lady you left mom for. She was so worth it that you made a child fatherless, she was so pretty that you gave your family sleepless nights. She was so good that you forgot completely about your family for good nine years. You didn't even ask how those nine years were. The first thing you do is barge into my house, sit like it's yours and introduce your wife to me? To me, the son who watched his mother cry every night in sadness...." 

"Blaze I'm sorry." He interrupted solemnly.

"Interesting. Finally your apology has come." I said in silent anger that didn't show on my face and he looked down.

"I missed you. I and your mum, we just didn't work out, I tried. I tried my best to make it work but I couldn't force it. I missed you but I couldn't take you from your mother. I'm so sorry Blaze, I'm deeply sorry for being a bad father." He said and his eyes and words would have melted any heart but not mine. I doubted I had a heart. Those Nine years took it away from me.

"Yeah you were a bad father. I'm glad you know that but tell you what, I'm going to go upstairs right now because I'm really tired and sleepy, I've had a really long day and I'm definitely not accepting your apology or whatever, so what I'm saying is, tomorrow when I come down, you must not be the first thing I see, you do not want to cross me father, trust me, if I see your face or anything that belongs to you here when it's morning, you wouldn't like what happens next. It's a warning. " I said and walked away angrily leaving him blinking in shock. 

I climbed up the stairs and got to my room.

I pulled off my clothes in anger and went straight to the bathroom. I needed a cold shower.

I felt so mad I wanted to punch something. Even when I got into bed, I couldn't find sleep.

Memories haunted me, when he left mom, how devastated she was.

It was horrifying to see.

It was something I never wanted to happen again.

He had really left I and my mom shattered in pieces. How did he expect us to survive easily without a father. I had to take on jobs that I wouldn't have taken if I had a father.

I would have gone to college.  Now, he was returning after Nine years, Nine years of struggle and pain and regrets. Those times when I just needed someone strong to tell my pains too, when I needed a father.  

And he just comes probably after seeing me on the TV non-stop, with a sick apology saying he missed me.

Who thinks of an explanation as dumb as that? It made me really angry, so angry that I couldn't sleep. I tried to look for a distraction. I thought of the third championship and how much I needed to practice , that was when Caramel floated into my mind. 

Oddly enough, when she came into my mind, I felt calm. I dropped the bitter thoughts concerning my father and thought of her.

She was different. The first girl that ever rejected me. I knew I had to get her unless I wouldn't be satisfied.

Yeah I didn't like relationships with my staff but she was just alluring and what made her even more alluring was her hard to get play.

I would see her everyday, there was no way she would fall for my charm.

No way.

Just then, there was a knock on my door.

I wondered who it had to be. My mum wasn't around yet and the only person who could be knocking was probably my shameless father.

After ignoring it a few times, I decided to open it and let him know I was going to call the cops on him if he didn't leave my house.

However I opened the door and was surprised by who I saw.

It was Stephanie standing there with her arms folded.

When she saw me, she smiled, dropped her hands and entered my room.  She closed the door and leaned against it looking at me with seductive eyes.

What did she think she was doing? I was going to tell her to get out but she smiled once more. 

A beautiful smile.

"I never thought I'd see you again you know. After we...  And I certainly didn't think I'd meet you in a scenario like this. Weirdly, it thrills me. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" She asked and lowered her lashes and put a finger to my chest.

"You should... I started to say but she interrupted.

"Sssh. I know you're stressed out and so filled with anger but you I know there's nothing better than having a hot lady like me on the bed next to you to clear your thoughts. " She said and I hated the way I reacted to her touch.

She was standing there in that short and tight fitted gown with all her curves in the right place just as I remembered. 

"So what? You're gonna entertain me the way you entertain my father?" I asked sarcastically and she laughed lightly.

"I do love to be caught up in a romance between a father and a son. I feel like a novel romance but don't you trust me? The way I entertain your father would he different from the way I entertain you, a young man brimming with energy and life. "

"And my father's the old man?" I asked and she smiled and shook her head.

"You talk a lot don't you? Don't you want to go back to that night months ago?" She asked and I swallowed.

Heaven knew I didn't give a damn about sleeping with my father's wife. I didn't give a damn about anything. I got whatever I wanted.

I looked in her eyes and she smiled once more.

"Still thinking about it? Well, I'll let you take your time, as slowly as you want." She said and went to the bed, sat on it and began to take off her shoes slowly while staring at me.

She turned me on and I couldn't resist her beauty and how curvy she looked. She was going to be the one to fill in for the women I wasn't able to get down with, tonight. The blonde reporter and Caramel.

Also, it was going to be fun, hitting the woman whom my father thinks loves him very much. The day I would shove it into his face, I would make sure that he is left heartbroken and shattered into pieces.

I pulled off my pants, then climbed on the bed and moved closer to her. Her sumptuous lips were calling out to me and I was ready to devour them.

I fell on her and kissed her lips, deeply and hungrily, making her moan and letting out little gasps. I could feel that she was enjoying my every touch and I was more than ready to give it to her.

I played with her nipples, while kissing her and she seemed to want more...

"Ohhh... Suck my nipples, Blaze." She said, moaning softly and her body was moving with the rhythm of her gasps.

From her lips, I trailed my tongue to her neck and then to her breasts as I circled my tongue around her areola which made her gasp again, until I sucked her nipples and caressed the other.

"I want you in me, blaze. Put your dick in me, blaze." She begged me and that only turned me on.

I opened her legs, wide and then used my dick to caress her cunt and when I saw her vagina was even reaching out to my dick, trying to swallow it, I thrust into her deeply and made her moan so hard. I covered her mouth so that her moans won't be heard.

I kept thrusting in and out of her, until we both were wasted. After the hot sex, I winked at her, but then we heard footsteps coming towards my door and we both looked at each other, with our eyes, widened in shock