Daddy's Little Whore
Daddy’s Little Whore – Part 128

KEIRA’s POV

I woke from my sleep, the chirping of the birds announcing that it was early in the morning. I could feel the warmth of the sun’s rays slowly filling my room. I looked around and blinked at the familiar room. After dinner last night, Papa insisted I stayed the night, and I agreed without hesitation.

I had classes, and Papa had work this morning, so I knew it was time to get up and prepare breakfast for myself and Papa. I got out of bed, slipped on my pink bunny slippers and headed to the kitchen.

As I was getting the ingredients ready for pancakes, I heard the sound of Papa’s footsteps approaching. I quickly turned around to him, fully dressed in a suit. “Good morning Papa! I am making pancakes for breakfast. Would you like some coffee?”

“Good morning Keira,” he replied with a smile. “Coffee would be great, thank you.”

I brewed him a cup of coffee, and we both sat down at the table. I served the pancakes with a side of bacon and fresh orange juice. As we ate, I could not help but notice Papa’s serious expression. Usually, we made small talks at the table, but today he was unusually quiet.

“Papa, is everything okay?” I asked, sensing that something was troubling him.

“Has Calvin contacted you recently?” He asked, giving me a stern look.

I swallowed hard. What had Calvin done this time around? “No, Papa.” I lied. The last thing I wanted was for Papa to worry about me.

“I ask because I have not seen your car in a while. Was wondering if he had blackmailed you into selling it,” he said.

“Oh.” I scratched the back of my neck. “Natasha had to borrow it.”

He paused for a moment before speaking, “Keira, I have some news for you. I have hired a personal driver for you to take you to school and anywhere else you need to go.”

I was confused. “Why do I need a personal driver, Papa?”

“It is just a safety measure, Keira. With Calvin’s behavior, I don’t want to take any chances. This way, you will always have someone to protect you and ensure you get to your destinations safely.”

I felt a lump form in my throat as I recalled the accident. “Okay, Papa. I completely understand, thanks,” I said quietly.

Papa smiled warmly at me as we both dug into our breakfast rather quickly. After we finished breakfast, Papa left for work while I rushed up to my room, to get ready for classes. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and picked out my outfit for the day. I decided on a cute pink dress with white sneakers.

As I put on my shoes, I heard a car honk outside. I peeked through the window and saw a sleek black car parked outside. I knew that had to be my new personal driver. I took a deep breath and headed outside.

“Hi, you must be Keira!” said the driver, introducing herself with a bubbly smile. “My name is Sarah, and I will be your driver from now on. It is so great to finally meet you!”

I was pleasantly surprised by Sarah’s warm and friendly demeanour. I had been sceptical about whether or not my driver would be nice, but Sarah put my doubts to rest. I smiled and replied, “Hi, Sarah, it is great to meet you too,” I smiled.

I climbed into the car and settled into the plush leather seat. Sarah drove me, a silence settling above us in the car. But Sarah broke the silence.

“So, what do you major in?” She asked.

“Uh, business,” I said

“Business! How nice! I majored in that back in the day. The lectures can be really hard on you, huh?”

I chuckled a bit and nodded. “Very strict.”

“Tally the number of shares for xxx company and do some research on how many shares they have,” Sarah said, mimicking the voice of a male professor.

I burst into laughter, and she chuckled along with me. I found myself relaxing in her presence.

As we drove, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me. After the accident, I was too scared to get my car back, even though it had been fixed. I had not fully gotten over the trauma of the accident, and I feared that Calvin might sabotage my car once again.

We soon got to the school gate, and Sarah pulled over in the parking lot. I slung my bag over my shoulder, and I got out of the car. Sarah popped her head out of the window and smiled.

“Have a nice day, Miss Keira! Give me a call whenever you want to leave!”

I smiled at her and nodded.

I smiled at her and nodded.

°°°

I pushed my way out of the class, grateful to be done for the day. As I trudged down the hallway, I noticed a familiar face waving at me from down the crowded corridor.

It was Natasha.

“Hey, you look like you are about to die,” Natasha giggled as she walked beside me.

I let out a sigh and shot her a tired smile. “Well, classes have been hell.”

“Tell me about it,”

We both giggled and walked down the hallway.

“I know the perfect thing to relieve our stress!” Natasha beamed.

I raised an eyebrow. “And what could that be?”

“Let us have dinner at our favourite restaurant!”

My heart dropped at her words. The same restaurant that Calvin had appeared in twice? My whole body began to tremble.

I felt my body tense up, and my face must have betrayed my fear because Natasha noticed my behaviour immediately. “Keira, is everything okay?” she asked, her expression turning concerned.

I hesitated for a moment before refusing her offer, “I don’t think I can, Natasha. I have a lot of homework to catch up on.”

Natasha raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying my excuse. “Keira, you have been acting off for the past week. I thought it was just you being sick and stressed, like you said, but I know it is deeper than that.”

I frowned and paused in the hallway. “I am fine, you have nothing to worry a-“

“Stop doing this Keira! Tell me what is wrong!” Natasha yelled.

Her loud voice attracted the attention of the people around us. I sighed and grabbed her hand, pulling her out of the building and towards a quiet spot just beside the parking lot.

I flopped down on a nearby bench, and Natasha joined me.

“So? Are you going to tell me what is going on now?” She asked.

Natasha was persistent, but a part of me was still reluctant to spill the beans to her. I could get my best friend wrapped in this mess called my life. After she had sustained injury from the accident Calvin caused, I was hell-bent on keeping this a secret.

But now, I had to let the cat out of the bag.