“Con, did you deposit three thousand dollars in your account instead of the company account?”
Avoiding the actual question, Con said with a deadpan expression: “The money is in the company account, sir. I’m sorry about that...I was desperate to make the right impression to a potential investor and knew my Dad was sending replacement funds in hours. My account had to appear to have the money. I had borrowed it as I waited for my Dad to send me funds in forty-eight hours.”
“Don’t pull a trick like that again. But all’s well that ends well, especially if that well involves money in the account.”
Con’s eyes met Claire’s and he winked at her. She glared at him.
Chapter 2
Her Dad’s latest song was a top ten on the Billboard Hot 100. He was topping the R&B charts, and was probably among the biggest ten African Americans in music right now. He sure was big stuff, she thought as she frowned. If only he wasn’t so strict with her, making her feel like her prisoner. She couldn’t even drive around L.A. on her own. But this new guy, her new chaperon (a chaperon in 2016...seriously?) was so hot. He had the right looks, was muscular and tall. He was white . Matt. He stepped into the room and she got up and locked the door. He seemed extremely nervous.
Tina had been thinking about her Dad. Maybe it was done in the name of love, but he was choking her and squeezing her to a corner, and she was reaching the breaking point. She would snap soon, yes she would! She had talked to her mother, but hadn’t got much help there.
“Mom, why can’t Dad let me live my life? I wouldn’t be surprised if he had my bedroom bugged too! I can’t even go on a date without being watched like a hawk. Why don’t you just send me to prison? Why be a prisoner in my own home?”
“Honey, your Daddy loves you...much more than you care to know. He just wants the best for you, that’s all. You are his princess. The day you meet the right guy, the young man that your Dad likes, you will be surprised. He will be urging you to go ahead and get hooked!”
“I see. So I will end up with the man my Dad likes, not the man I like. Sad story of my life. I can see you aren’t going to help me, Mom, so I will have to take matters into my own hands.” She walked out of the room.
“Tina!” her mother yelled after her. “What the hell does that mean? Tina, I’m talking to you!”
But she didn’t stop, she just went to her room and banged and locked the door.
She recalled that scared look her boyfriend, Clay, whom she had met in the salsa class in one rare circumstance when she was allowed to be away from home [but picked up immediately after class] when her father read him the riot act and told him never to step through the gate again and he was not man enough for his daughter.
“Son, I’m not telling you you can’t date my daughter. Just go, get a degree, get a nice job, and come back with a clear vision of what you want to do in life. For now you sound like a loser in the making, son. The next time you step through that gate you will be considered a trespasser or a criminal.”
“You know, Miss Tina, if your Dad was to find me here, or even your Mom, I’d not just be fired...”
“Is that all you are worried about?” She grinned up at him.
Matt looked down at her firm breasts and exposed navel and her blue tight skirt. She was amazing, a girl far above his class.
“Mom and Dad are away till tomorrow, and James has been paid to keep quiet,” she said.
“Paid?” James was the butler.
“Never mind. So where is Jake?”
Jake was no more than a teenager. He was actually younger than Tina. She was twenty-one and he was nineteen. Matt was older than them, at thirty-two. Jake did some odd jobs around when he was not in college, and made some money. He was white too, with a shock of jet-black hair and a perpetual smile, and he could hardly keep his eyes off Tina whenever he saw her. He had imagined it was a joke when he was informed by Matt that his services would be needed in Tina’s room.
“What? What am I supposed to do?” he asked, gaping.
“You’ll find out,” Matt said and laughed.
*
Finally Jake was starting to believe this was happening. He really had the hots for her, and now he had her to himself...except that he would have to share her, he thought, glaring at Matt. It was seven PM and he was free from any chores, and even his hard dick was struggling to be free.
“Son, I’ll go first,” Matt told Jake with a grin.
Tina closed her eyes. She stared at him again with those breath-taking, big eyes. There was a look he could not comprehend in her eyes. Her lips quivered a little.