Claimed by my Father's Best friend

Ashley's POV

"Ashley, Do you have plans for tomorrow?" My Dad asked me over the phone, interrupting my thoughts."

"I don't have any plans Dad, I will just stay in and watch a few movies, I'm here on a break, remember?" I replied, laying on the cozy bed in my hotel room 'it's so comfy' I told myself.

"It didn't seem that way to me, all you ever did since you got there was business."

"Touché, but I'm done with all that and now I'm going to explore the city of Paris." I said out of excitement, thinking of all the fun I will have.

"I think it's too late for that sweetheart, I need you here. Micheal is coming back into town and I'm inviting him for dinner to Welcome him home. I need you to be here when he arrives. You've always liked Micheal since you were a child, you will get to see him again and maybe discuss business with him. it's a win-win for you."

I froze on hearing that name that reminds me of most of my childhood memories. Micheal Kingston. I did not get to see him much because he left New York when I was ten . My father's best friend and business Partner, the one who had always been a father figure to me. He practically watched me grow. I can't wait to see him but I would like to stay a bit longer in Paris.

"But Dad..." He interrupted me before I could speak further.

"No buts Ashley, Micheal is not just anyone to us, he's family and you know that. I expect you to be in New York tomorrow."

"Fine, I will be there. See you soon dad."

I came to Paris to take a break from work but it has been all about business since I arrived. But because tonight is my last night in Paris, I am going to have fun and possibly make new friends, before I have to put on a serious face for whatever it was my father had planned for tomorrow.

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I entered the finest club in Paris later that night. And the smell of luxury perfumes and expensive champagne hit me as I walked closer to the bar. I was here to have fun and enjoy myself.

I ordered a wine and the bartender slides it to me across the counter with a knowing smile. I glanced around the crowd, It's pretty much what I imagined it would be, different people drinking champagne, smoking expensive cigars, and men flirting with women. I wasn't expecting anything else. Then he walked in.

He was a tall, well built man with a sharp jawline. He had on an Armani suit that screams luxury, his dark brown hair was perfectly styled and his face showed no expression. He exchanged geeetings with the bartender and ordered a drink. He looks old but his young features makes it difficult for one to notice

He looked at me and our eyes met for a brief moment, I looked at him for a bit longer than I intended 'Bitch you are staring' I said to myself.

I shake my head to remove any thoughts of him.

Then I took a sip of my wine.

I couldn't help but look at him once more and I caught him staring, he did not look away. He just came over and stood directly in front of me.

" Why is a damsel like you, Sitting alone in a place like this? you could use a friend, don't you think? He asked, obviously flirting with me.

I simply glanced at him, pretending like I hadn't been checking him out ever since he stepped in.

"Oh trust me I'm not alone, my boyfriend is out there on a phone call." I lied, and from the way he's smiling now, I think he knew."

He burst out laughing, holding his drink with one hand as he shook his head. "And you think I will believe that lie of yours, Are you that scared of me?"

I forced a smile, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"What gave it away?"

"This isn't my first time in the club darling, most girls say that to get rid of guys. Nice try tho."

I snorted, trying not to smile.

"I'm not most girls and I'm not scared of you. I'm capable of being by myself."

"Oh really? He leaned in a little closer "I can be your boyfriend for tonight you know, to help you keep the guys off your back."

I looked away to hide my face from him. I was blushing to the point of being unable to bear it but I was certainly not going to let him see that he affected me in this way. "You are being a little too confident, don't you think?"

"I can be anything just to have you darling."

'Damn! Why is it so hot here?' I asked myself.

This man is making me feel all sorts of things but I knew better than to fall for a stranger's charm, someone who looks almost twice my age.

But for some reason unknown to me, I wish to know more about this man.

Just for the sake of getting to know him, I decided to ask him a few questions "What do you do? it's okay if u dont want me in your business though."

He smiled, sensing my curiosity.

"It's okay. I'm a businessman. But tonight, I'm here to have fun."

"So you do this often? Flirting with girls? That's how you have fun?"

"He leaned in closer to me, his breath wrams my skin. "Maybe, but none of them had my attention like you have right now. Have spent more than 10 minutes with you, which is a good sign. I guess I was just waiting for the right woman to come along and show me what real fun looks like."

I swallowed hard. He definitely had a way with words, I will give him that but I wasn't about to fall for his charms so easily. "You will have to do better, those sweet words don't work on me."

His smile deepened but he appears to be challenging now. "Oh I will, And I don't plan on leaving. Not until you are ready to have some fun."

I moved closer to him, our faces just an inch apart as I whispered in his ear. "I don't give in easily, you will have to try better than that."

"Is that a challenge?"

He leaned in even closer, his breath fanned my skin. "You are playing hard to get, aren't you?

I shook, my heart thudding against my chest but I forced myself to be calm. "Maybe I am, or maybe I'm just bored."

"Sweetheart, you are anything but bored."

Without uttering another word, he pressed his lips against mine, he was hesitant at first, to see if I was going to stop him or pull back but when he saw that none happened, he allowed his hands to find their way into my hair and pull me in closer to deepen the kiss.

I kissed him back and he moaned Into my mouth. I was so caught up in the heat of the moment to care about where we were. All the sensible part of me screamed at me to stop, that I was kissing a man old enough to be my father but I didn't care. This was reckless but yet, I wanted it.

His phone buzzed with a message which interrupted our moment, we pulled apart for a brief second to catch our breath.

"You want to get out of here? Let's go somewhere private. I booked a place nearby."

I simply nodded, not knowing how to reply.

"Good" he took my hands in his, leading me to the club's exit.

My mind raced as I followed him, but I didn't pull away, i didnt stop him. I knew exactly where this is going and how it's going to end but I still wanted it. I might regret my actions tomorrow but I didn't care.

For the first time in a long time, I don't want to care about the consequences. I just want to have fun and enjoy myself.

Ashley's POV

As we arrived at the hotel, we walked in and stepped Into the elevator, and just as we did, he moved closer to me and held my face in his hands. He moved my head back slowly, placing kisses down my neck, I tilted my neck more to the side, giving him more access. 'This Is wrong, this wrong' I repeated those words over and over in my head but I couldn't stop him.

He slowly pulled back and looked up at me. I looked away and blushed.

He just smiled and took my hand in his. He took me to a door and opened it, I was shown a luxurious and expensive looking suite.

"I need you." He murmured, leaning forward to rest his head on mine. He ran his fingers across my lips and at that moment, it was difficult for me to breathe.

He kissed me again, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, insisting on entry and when I did, he forced his tongue into my mouth and kissed me harder, it was a kiss of desperation. I let out a moan as his tongue stroked my mouth with desire, making my temptation to taste him back stronger than ever.

I raised my hands and slid them in the soft strands of his hair as I flicked my tongue over his lips. The approving growl was all it took to get me hot but he was getting out of hand. He pulled away and gazed at me for a brief moment, he took a deep breath before his hands wandered down to my waist and restrained me at arm's length.

"You have to stop me now before I lose control completely. If we continue like this, I will not be able to control myself."

My mind was racing with thoughts of what tonight would be like. 'Is this what I want, losing my virginity to a stranger?I asked myself.

Then I gave it a thought for a second, He could have easily had his way with me without caring about how I feel but he didnt. He's giving me a choice, now could be an opportunity to stop this madness and leave. But I wanted this, I craved it. So I took the bold step and moved closer to him.

" I want this, I want this as much as you do."

I crashed my lips on his and he kissed back, wetting my soft spot below. He unzipped my dress and pulled it down, he slowly trailed his fingers up my arms and pulled the strap of my bra down until my upper body was bare to him.

His eyes instantly darkened at the sight of my hardened nipples. I raised my hands to cover myself, only for him to stop me. "Don't hide yourself from me baby, You are so beautiful." He cupped my left breast with his palm and sucked on a nipple. "Sweet, so sweet" he murmured to himself, and just when I thought I couldn't bear it anymore, he caught the other nipple in between his fingers, rolling it as he pleased. Shocks of pleasure rippled through me and I moaned in delight. He continued kneading the round orb, gently squeezing it and pinching the tip before slightly pulling himself off. I whined in desperation, I wanted him so badly.

I went for the buttons of his shirt but he let out a growl and pinned my hands above my head. "Not yet sweetheart." He backed away until he was kneeling between my spread legs. I looked at him but his gaze was somewhere else, just then his hands gripped my thong and pulled it down till I was bare to him. I gasped as I felt the wetness dripping between my legs. "You are so wet for me baby." He purred, licking his lips while staring at my pussy.

Without a word he flicked out his tongue and licked my wet spot slowly, my moans like music to his ears. He licked, sucked and feast on it like a dessert. I was a moaning mess, and when i was about to come, He stopped, He fucking stopped. I was frustrated, I couldn't take his sexual torment anymore. So I did the only thing that came to mind. I begged for it.

"Please" I begged shamelessly .

"Do you want me? Tell me you want me."

"I want you, I need you inside me." I could see the effect my words had on him. He closed his eyes for a second and when he opened them, it was filled with lust.

He pushed himself off the bed, coming to a standing position. I was about to ask what he was doing when he unbuckled his belt, he removed his pants first and then went to pull down his boxers. His big hard member came out and heat flushed in my cheeks. 'He was so big, will it even fit?' I asked myself.

"Are you ready?" He asked and I nodded impatiently. He spread my legs wide and settled between them. Then in one single stroke he plunged inside me and i screamed so loud, gripping his back. He stilled inside me, he looked confused, and then realization hit him..."Shit! you are a virgin?"

I couldn't give him an answer immediately, I was in pain. Then the next he did shocked me.

"Answer me, are u a virgin?. He yelled very loudly.

I answered with a shaky voice. "Yes"

"Why didn't you tell me?, how could you do this me?" he asked me with so much guilt evident in his voice.

"I didn't think it mattered, and you didn't bother to ask either."

"Oh you want to blame me for all this? You might see me as a man whore who goes about flirting and sleeping with different women but I don't go around taking their innocence."

He threw the sheets at me and started dressing up "Cover yourself up. it's late, you can pass the night here and leave in the morning."

With that being said, he walked towards the door and left.

He just left, not even disturbed by the emotional harm he has caused, I felt used and abandoned.

I couldn't hold the tears any longer, so I cried. I cried because I was stupid enough to spend the night with a stranger. I really don't deserve this but it's the consequence of my action. I knew what I was getting into but I never thought It would end this way.

I never imagined my first time to be with a total stranger, someone who doesn't love me, someone who looks almost my father's age but the man was so intoxicating, so I guess I fell for his charm. I thought he was different because he looked older and mature but I was wrong. He's a complete asshole.

I just lost my virginity to a man almost twice my age, someone who made me feel things I couldn't explain, only for him to use and abandon me. I feel like shit, I feel dejected. My First experience was a bitter one, nothing like I ever imagined.

Micheal's POV

I sat on the luxury seat of the private jet, I had it all to himself, perks of being a billionaire. I looked through the window, my eyes following the clouds passing outside in white patterns. My mind was far removed from the beauty of the cloud. All I could think about was her. The hotel room girl 'Shit! I don't even know her name,' I muttered to myself.

"Sir, Do you need anything?" One of the flight attendants asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"No, thanks. I will call for you when I need anything." She simply nodded and carried on with her job.

My thoughts drift back to events of last night. It wasn't planned that way, the one night stand was supposed to be a way to distract me and help keep my mind from the pains of my past. I had justified that a little fun wouldn't hurt, just like every other night. But then she came along.

Her innocence caught me off guard, she wasn't like the women I was used to, experienced and street-wise. No, she was different, pure and delicate. When I realised it, when I noticed how untouched she was, guilt had slammed into me like a train. 'Fuck, that was not the way it was meant to go.' I muttered under my breath and ran my hand through my hair.

I just left her there in that hotel room, alone. And to make matters worse I knew I had hurt her. When she cried...God, that had sliced me up more than I wanted to admit and being the egotistical jerk that I am, I just walked away without thinking twice.

But now I feel sorry, I feel sorry for leaving her like that and making her shed tears. She was worth better than have treated her.

The flight was endless but soon the plane was descending over New york. As the city light sparkled below, I prepared myself. There's a dinner party I need to attend, a welcome home kind of party, thanks to my best friend. Jayden. The man who had been my support and business partner for 20 years. The man who had always stood by me no matter what.

The moment I stepped out of the jet, I was greeted by Jayden's aide. Who ushered me into a brand new black car.The drive to his house was short for me to actually think about what to do but as they pulled in front of his home,I knew I had no choice but to clear my mind of all thoughts concerning her.

The moment I stepped into the private dining room, Jayden was waiting with open arms. Years of separation melted away. Two long time friends hugged each other briefly before Jayden gestured me towards the lavish dining table.

"Micheal, Good to see you man." Jayden said, his voice genuine. "It's been a long time, Welcome home."

"Thanks and it's good to see you too, my friend. Thank you for pulling this party together to welcome me. It means alot."

"It's nothing, it's the least I could do for my best friend. I was going to pick you up myself at the airport but Ashley was running late."

"It's fine man, how is she doing though? Have missed my little girl so much, I really can't wait to see her"

Jayden raised his eyebrow, as if he couldn't believe what I just said "She's not so little anymore, you've been gone for a long time man, Ashely is 25 now, you will see her soon anyways."

As we moved in, the room was filled with people, friends and business partners we've worked with over the years. We exchanged pleasantries and I appreciated them for coming but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't help but think about her, the way I yelled at her, the way she looked up at me with tears in her eyes. I just Knew i fucked up badly.

Am not the type that opens up easily. Not after my ex wife betrayed me, someone whom I trust so much. Have experienced too much to let anyone in. And yet she had shattered that barrier with a single look.

The clinking of glasses could be heard as I played with my food, I could not even give ear to what had been discussed. I was suffocating with guilt and regret.

Jayden moved closer to me and whispered into my ear. "Micheal, you are not eating. Are you okay? Or is the food not up to taste." What's happening man, you are distracted."

I could not tell him what was bothering me. I can't tell him about her or what had happened that night. I took a deep breath and sighed. "I'm fine, I'm just tired I guess."

Jayden didn't look convinced but he just let it slide, taking the conversation back to work. I had to join in, to pretend that everything was alright but deep down in my heart, I knew it was not.

I could still sense the tremble in her voice, the way her eyes had welled up with tears. My heart had been racing in my chest with guilt but I cleared it all out. I need to focus.

Before I could go deeper into my thoughts, the door at the exit of the house opened with a soft creak.

"I'm home." The voice yelled out.

The voice froze me in place, that voice sounds familiar to the same one that haunted my thoughts.

Jayden seated across from me laughed out upon hearing the voice.

"Took you long enough Ashley, you are late." Jayden yelled back.

"My flight was delayed, you know how it is sometimes." She replied, her tone was carefree but I noticed the barest hint of exhaustion underneath.

My head spun, gazing at the door, waiting for her to appear.

And there she was, The woman I had a night out with, the woman who had left me filled with guilt, now standing in the same room with me but she was an entirely different person.

She had a comfortable look, her hair was pulled into a ponytail and twinkle in those blue eyes with the same spark he had seen previously.

She smiled widely at Jayden, stepping forward to peck him on his cheeks. "I miss you so much. it's good to see you."

"I miss you too sweetheart, Welcome home."

Home? What was she even doing here?' I muttered to myself.

Then Jayden turned to me "Micheal, you know Ashley, Right? My daughter."

My chest tightened,

Ashley? Jayden's daughter?

Jayden smiled at Ashley, "Ashley, Let me introduce you to Micheal, I'm sure you know him already, your uncle Micheal whom u are so fond of, the one you wouldn't stop talking about.

"Ashley, Meet Micheal, My best friend and business partner."

The air was still for a moment, the time stopped as my brain whirled with shock. I turned to look at her and shock was written all over her face, her mouth widely opened.

The woman I had left in the hotel room, the woman whose tears stuck to my mind, stood now before me and she turned out to be my best friend's daughter. Ashley.

The same Ashley who was like a daughter to me, The Ashley that I babysat and fed, I watched her grow.

This is not a problem, it's an explosive, one that could shake everything to its foundation. And neither of us are ready for it.