Yes Daddy, I Do (R18)

Sophia's POV

New York City, the city that never sleeps. I fell in love with her when I first came here when I was 12 and it stuck like in my memory.

I've always said I'll be moving to New York when I'm 21 and I'm a year late but I'm still here enjoying the view of the Upper East Side from my apartment.

My eyes slide to my best friend, who can hardly believe that we really made it, which I can't blame her for. Because even though I've been here a few times, it's a whole different book to move here.

I grab a bottle of water and look at my phone, where my sister's name appears and sigh, I smile.

My older version, who moved here two years ago, is happier than me about my move and I'm happy to have her back with me. I grew up with her as my mother was gone from a very young age so we took care of each other.

After my little brother Roven was born, my mother just seemed completely overwhelmed and when he was three and I was five, one morning she just wasn't there. It took Roven and I a long time to understand that she was gone and my dad's multiple wives didn't really help with our mental health, but I think all three of us managed very well on our own.

Of course I wonder if my mum sees our gala performances or photoshoots and is proud of us, but then I remember my terrible childhood, the terrible stroke of fate when she wasn't there for me and I suddenly know why I don't have any have feelings for her.

I dial my sister's number and after only one ring her soft voice comes out excited.

"Welcome to New York City, Bambi!" she calls and I can literally see her big grin in front of my eyes.

"Thank you, my rose. We've arrived safely, when do you want to meet up?" I ask, running my fingers through my hair, grabbing a donut on the counter and biting down hungrily.

"It's best right away, do you want to come to my office?", "Can Kate come with me?"

I look into my beautiful best friend's blue eyes, but she just shakes her head.

"I have to clear out my last few boxes and then I'll go shopping, meet you up and we'll talk." she says and gives me a kiss on the cheek before walking upstairs.

"It's settled. Where is your office again?", "Just say Vance Industries Main Building and the taxi driver will take you there.", she replies and after I say goodbye, I go to my room to change.

Almost half an hour later, I'm standing in front of the huge building in a tight, blue crop top and black jeans with matching sneakers and am amazed. When I say huge, I mean more than 30 floors, at least. I enter the glass house and a nice lady tells me that someone has to confirm me as a guest, otherwise I won't be able to use the elevator. I'm saying my sister's name when a tall figure appears next to me and I suddenly seem intoxicated.

I don't even dare to look next to me, because the man, no matter who he may be, emanates an intense and also strong sexual radiation.

"Mrs Hamilton is expecting you," says the woman and smiles.

Totally lost in my thoughts, I say thank you and try to walk past Person's wall, but it seems impossible. A line forms behind him and next to him is a bodyguard who scares the shit out of me with his black glasses and tailored suit set to the perfect aggressive stance. In front of him is the information desk and I think for a moment before nervously tapping the man and I could have sworn my finger was on fire.