Elegant Sins - Stasia Black Page 0,55
to watch him even dare touch her, I very well may punch him in the fucking face.
“I don’t know why you are concerning yourself with business while being here,” he said as he examined Grace’s body with eyes that I wanted to poke out with the chopsticks in his hand. “Especially when you have this delicious piece of meat to eat.”
“Harrison is only exporting items off the Black Market now,” I continued on with clenched jaw.
“Exactly why I met with him.”
“I don’t think we need to get mixed up in that bad business. It’s a risk that won’t pay off.”
My father took a piece of sashimi that balanced delicately on Grace’s nipple and knocked it off to the table with no intention of actually eating the food but instead just to uncover her body. “Let me worry about what will or will not pay off, Son.”
“Even if it risks the business?” I asked, watching how Grace steadied her breathing even though I knew she had to hate the way my father stared at her.
“It takes balls to run an empire.”
“It takes intelligence and wise choices,” I countered, hating the fact that the man could ignite a rage inside of me that very few could.
My father ran the chopsticks around Grace’s nipple, down her stomach and rested the tips right at her mound. There was an expertly placed piece of seaweed-wrapped fish over her clit, and I anticipated him moving it out of the way like he did the one on her nipple, but instead he remained still and looked up at me with a smirk.
“You talk as if the business is yours. It’s not. And what you really should be focusing on is your new shiny toy Daddy got you.”
He lowered the chopsticks down her slit and scissored them around to spread her folds. Grace remained still even though I wouldn’t have blamed her for one second if she were to snap her legs closed or even if she sat up and punched the asshole like he deserved.
But she didn’t. She remained perfectly motionless.
“I hate sushi, but I do think I would enjoy the taste of this,” my father said as he boldly lowered his mouth to Grace’s pussy and licked.
I never knew what feeling homicidal was like until that very moment. He was touching what was mine. He was doing it right in front of me. Taunting me as if this was all a game. And he had a wife! My innocent mother… which only made me want to strangle him more.
“Stop,” I demanded in a low tone.
The room was loud with conversation, and I didn’t want to draw attention our way. It would only fuel my father’s need to show off more.
He pulled away and wiped at his mouth as he stood. “Fishy.” He put a single chopstick at her entrance and pushed it inside of her. “Not my taste at all.”
Grace gasped, her eyes closed, but she quickly composed her position without anyone noticing but my father and me.
He began to push the chopstick in and out of her as he watched me closely. I could tell he wanted to see just how much this bothered me, but I would never give that power over to him.
Instead, I took another drink and swallowed the fury down deep inside of me.
“You care too much about this slut,” he said, molesting her hole even more with the utensil, but she didn’t move in the slightest. “Which is your first of many mistakes. The belles are nothing but a plaything for us. It’s not like they are marrying material or anything. They aren’t worthy of anything more than jamming something up inside a hole of theirs. They don’t deserve our respect, or even a second thought. They are simply a means to the end.”
The chopstick continued to fuck her, and I had to fight the urge to kill. I could only imagine what poor Grace was going through.
“As opposed to the women we marry? Like Mama? You clearly respect her right now.”
“Son, you still have so much to learn.”
I could never have admitted my true feelings about my father until I began this Initiation. I’d wanted to love him. I’d desperately wanted him to love me. I’d also wanted to make him proud. He was my father, and I had just accepted him for being… well, for being anything but a real father. But I refused to admit how I truly felt about him to anyone, including myself.
Until now…
I hated