Daddy's Girl

[Lovely]

November 13, 2008
evening
Veinna Estate - Scarlatto's office

A week spent in her room without calling for food until yesterday and not coming out either, had finally been noticed. Her uncle was the first to interupt the bliss and give her quite the reminder of the rules of the house. He'd left her in Tripp's care and sent in Tyler to heal her up mostly, but of course Aberto had to tell her father what he'd discovered. So now both Jaime and Tripp were in Scotty's office listening to him as he scolded them both for their behavior. Jaime did her best to behave while this went on, after all she knew the rules and had disobeyed.

"I would like to remind you Jaime, that as long as you live in this house, you're still bound by house rules. Family rules, sweetpea.. you know the reasons. Now this... fine young man," he gave Patrick a wary once over, obviously displeased. "Has so far obliterated the sanctity of four of those rules, the first notwithstanding that he never came to me to ask my permission to see you."

She took a deep breath and then started. "He... doesn't know the rules.. because I didn't tell him. He didn't have time to come ask you, since I have been keeping him busy. Further more you told me to go out and find some fun... I did.. and I found something even better... you should be happy for me." She pointed at Patrick and snarled the words at her father. "He's not gay.. like all the other boys you neuter before letting date me!"

"He made you date gay men?" Patrick whispered with a small smile.

Scotty raised a brow and stepped beside his daughter. "Keeping him busy? Enough not to introduce him? Enough to let him in this house without notifying me or your personal guards? When I told you to go out and have fun, Jaime, I was not giving my open permission to cross every line of decency we know. For what little that may mean. Look at him.. he's so much as admitted he's a criminal.. breaking into our network."

"A business man... no less of one than yourself, Scarlotto," he turned the arrogant smirk on the man. "A little hasty to cast stones, brother."

She sighed and looked at Patrick then at her father. "Daddy... keep better track of your business associates." She folded her arms and glared. "Carlisle consulting.. ring any bells?... I've been conferencing with Patrick by phone for months now... He is part of our network."

A satisfied grin of vengeance swept over him as he watched the man's face. "Seems you accuse a wolf of entering your pasture when it was you who left open the gate... sir."

"Consulting..," he murmured, watching the man more closely and coming to his side. He tilted his head back in an arrogant stance, then came to look him in the eye sharply with the glint of a viper. "I hate consultants... always getting in where they're not wanted, hm? So you're legal, but sounds like you're poking unnecessarily into our affairs. I want you off the property and Jaime, I want you to cancel service with... Mister... Carlisle here."

"Good.. I never liked dating a man who worked for the family." She smirked. "I guess we're going out Patrick... you fancy some dinner?"

[Lovely]

"Jaime, I'm not finished with you yet. Patrick, please step outside a moment."

He had offered his arm and was about to escort her out, but the pause and request had him nodding politely to her and turning to him sharply. "Mister Carlisle suits well... Mister Veinna... if you wish to distance yourself, brother, but you'll only distance your daughter as well."

"I'm not your brother, now get... out."

"I'll be right out." She said softly, her eyes on Patrick and her chin tilting slightly in a defiant manner.

"Of course, lovely. I'll have the car waiting," he turned with a nod to the man, a cold gleam in his own eye. Better not to flaunt his gifts until they were truly needed.. and not waste them on her father. He slid out the door fluidly, with an admirable grace and closed it solidly behind him.

"Jaime... help me understand what just happened here."

"You were just introduced to the man I am involved with.... and you were very mean to him." She pouted. "Now you're going to tell me how you don't like him and then he and I are going to dinner... since I haven't eaten in.. days possibly."

"That's my job, Jai... I'm your dad, remember? Hello? Aww.. come here sweetpea.. I don't really hate him. I don't... see?"

"really?" Her lips wiggled, giving him a cute hopeful look. She reached to hug him and gave a small smile up at him. "Do I really have to 'fire' him daddy? Cause it might be fun?" She wiggled her eyebrows.

"Don't tempt me. I still don't like consultants.. but I admire his tenacity. He's sharp. You've been working with him?"

"Yes.. some.. by phone alot... I actually didn't meet him face to face until that night you told me to go out.. a few months ago, you know when Freddy took me to the club?" She nooded, sighing dreamily. "Oh.. he is so fun.. and can he dance.. you know how I love to dance.." She bounced a little. "Anyway.. yeah.. been working with him.. we've 'hung' out several times... "

"Mmm hmm... you're being a good girl.. remembering everything we told you... you remember where his spleen is if he takes advantage? You still carry your gun, right?"

She couldn't lie to her father, was just one thing she'd never been able to do. She shook her head. "I carry my gun... but.." She bit her lip. "I.. you know that issue.. well.. it's better now.."

"Issue?" He drew a blank and watched her face a few moments hoping for a clue. Realization washed over him and he looked a little lost and hurt. "I see."

"Sorry Daddy.." She said softly, looking at the floor. "I wouldn't have if..." She trailed off, he'd forced her into it and it had been quite the violent encounter.. but she could have shot him after, there was a gun in her bedside drawer. But she hadn't and she had been allowing him to have his way with her over and over since and they had shared such tremendous pleasure. There was no denying that she felt as though she belonged.. with him.. to him.. and he with her, to her... She sighed and brought her gaze up to her father's. "He's worthy, Daddy... I.. I love him."

"Jaime, look at me," he said softly. Although she was looking at him already, he didn't want her to turn away. "Tell me he didn't hurt you and tell me that he'll protect you or anyone in this family with his life. Then he'll be worthy."

"daddy... He would for me... I know that.. for the family it is too soon." She swallowed and bit her lip. "He didn't hurt me.. not how you're asking... alright?"

[Lovely]

"If he knows you, who you are... I don't want him to 'love' you or you to 'love' him unless he's totally devoted. Can't I just make him a little bit gay? One ball... make him so he doesn't get so...," he grimaced, looking for the word. "Pretentious?"

"I like him.. just how he is.. and I don't want him a little gay.. any gay... He understands... he sees me... he gives what I need and accepts what I give..." Her eyes shuttered, a near content expression on her face. "Ask him if he is devoted.. I do believe you'll like his answer."

He sighed, turning to pour a drink and set back down in his chair. His arm went up and the lap was offered.

"Daddy.." She sighed, watching him a moment before moving to sit his lap and curl, daddy's girl.

He sipped the scotch and scooped the girl into his lap, setting down the drink and letting his arm drape her shoulder like he always would when telling her a story. "Jaime, I won't say I'm happy. I can't. I will say that I hope for great things for you and I will warn that he'd better deliver. Anything you want, you get... and soon, you may not need me so much anymore. If you really love him, you make sure he does it right. I don't want to see my oldest girl get hurt. You need to set the example for your sister, you know."

"Well... I think I am.. setting.. good boundaries for Lily to follow. You know.. stay away from what's mine or I'll kick you ass... you touch my stuff and I'll kill you... I think it's working." She nodded, curling more and putting her head on his shoulder. "I'll always need you daddy, but there are some things... you just can't give me."

He kissed her head, chuckling lightly. "I don't want her anywhere near what's yours either. It scares me that you're claiming someone that sharp and rugged. For not being part of the family, he may fit in too well, hm?"

Jaime smiled and nodded, tipping her head back to kiss his cheek. "Love you daddy.. and you're right... he is alot like you." She giggled and hugged him. "But different enough to be just right for me." Her cheek pressed against his stbbly one. "It's good for him to fit in... He's stronmg enough to withstand the pressures and expectations."

"If you bother to tell him what they are, hm?" He hummed and returned the hug. "When did you grow up, huh? Did I tell you you could grow up?"

"I'm sure I'll get around to telling him someday.." Her head rested back to his shoulder. "You didn't tell me I could grow up.. guess i'm in trouble for that too, huh?" She teased softly.

"Jaime," he spoke with caution out of concern for her caring about the man. "Your brothers aren't going to like you dating someone who isn't aware of the rules. I didn't raise them to be nice and forgiving like me," he smiled. "Just one ball.. he won't miss it."

[Lovely]

"Daddy!" She scowled at him. "Don't worry... You can have a nice sit down with him and tell him what is expected... okay?"

"Alright, I'll keep him whole, but you know what he needs to do. Especially if you're letting him have his way. I would hate to break your heart later on to find out if he... just bring him to dinner properly, alright, sweetpea. I'll be in a better mood then."

"I'll talk to him... about that... you know the adult.. if we are.. blah blah.. with a little added." She licked her lips, thinking suddenly of how many times he'd already... "Right.. dinner.. when?"

"Wednesday night, if that fits into your schedule. Now go get something to eat. You're like an ice cube. If your mother thinks I haven't been feeding you properly...," he winked and whispered. "He's waiting for you. Just be careful, alright?"

"Okay... I will.." She pulled back and gave him a pretty smile, the one that only he was given. "Bye daddy." She kissed his cheek again and slipped off his lap, glancing back at him as she headed for the door.

"Don't let on that I don't hate him, Jaime."

"I won't.. " She stepped out the door and headed into the driveway.

He watched her go and picked up his scotch again. "Consultants...," he grumbled.

The door popped open from inside and readied to swallow her up as she approached. The car was as unassuming in appearances and as deceptive as the driver, being a low an unobtrusive shadow on the front drive.

She slipped into the car, pulling her legs in and closing the door. "Miss me?" She turned to him with a slight smile, a bit of invitation in her eyes.

"Always, in all ways.. what are you hungry for, lovely?" He smiled in his question, and chuckled as he pulled out of the drive almost silently and slipped past the gate.

"More of you... " She eyed him. "But daddy says I'm cold.. which means I really need to eat... so I guess.. you're dessert."