Warlock's Angel - Marly Mathews Page 0,40
This was a voice she didn’t want to hear after a night of torrid lovemaking. Why was her life always crashing and burning like this? She glanced over at Oliver. Last night it would seem was one of those nights where she should actually have been at home.
“Where are you?” she asked, attempting to keep her voice calm despite the nervousness coursing through her.
“I’m at Redgrave House and your brother and I have been waiting for you for most of the night. When we finally went to bed, we both believed we’d wake up to find you in the house. Instead you’re not here. Where are you?”
She ignored the rolling anger in his voice. He hadn’t come home for years but took offense at not finding her at home when he wanted her there? How dare everyone believe she should always be where everybody needed her to be. She had a life even if they preferred to believe otherwise. She had a right to live her life the way she decided to live it.
“I’m busy.”
“Well, I took that when I found your bed empty this morning. I don’t care what you’re doing, you get your butt home this instant.”
“I’m sorry, Father, but you seem to be under the impression that I’m still a child. I will come home when I’m good and ready to.”
“You will come home now, missy,” he bellowed. She took the phone away from her ear and looked over at Oliver who was now sitting up in bed, looking drowsily at her.
“Who is that asshole?” he asked. “Tell him to stop yelling. I can him them all the way over here.”
“It’s my father,” she said, putting her hand over the mouthpiece.
“I thought he was traipsing around the universe in his ship and completely ignoring the fact that he has a daughter back on Earth.”
“That’s what I thought as well. Apparently he’s back at Redgrave House and, by the sound of it, wants me there to make his breakfast.”
“Tell him to go pound salt. You are not his slave.”
“You’re right, Oliver,” she muttered, taking her hand away so she could speak to him.
“Dad, listen to me very carefully. There is food in the fridge and if you need anything else, go down to the café. I don’t plan on returning to Redgrave House today.”
“If you don’t come home, I’ll be forced to activate the tracker I placed on your bike years ago. I noticed that wasn’t in the garage.”
She gasped. Her father just took the bloody cake. He was so controlling and wanted to keep tabs on her at all times.
“You haven’t been home in years. You don’t get the right do anything like that to me and besides, that bike will be destroyed shortly.”
She looked at Oliver and he nodded. “Done,” he said, snapping his fingers. She smiled broadly at him.
“Have a good day, Father, and please say hello to Adrian for me.” She ended the tense conversation and pitched her phone across the room. She wanted to strangle her father right now. She wanted to turn him into a mouse and find a snake for him.
Shattered, she crossed the short distance to the bed and sank down upon it.
“I take it you’re not going to do his bidding like you’re his little marionette?” Oliver asked.
“No,” she grumbled. “I don’t want to be anywhere near him. He shuns me for years and now decides to come back? Did he hear about Anya coming home with her super-rich husband?”
“Damien is super rich. He’s got more money than I do.”
“Well, I don’t care. My father needs to learn he can’t control people like they are puppets.”
“I can,” Oliver said, giving her a cheekily mischievous smile.
“I know you can, my love,” she said, leaning forward to kiss him. She moaned as he pulled her into his arms and deepened the kiss. She giggled as he rolled her onto her back and they both groaned when her phone started ringing again.
“I don’t think he’s going to give up until you go and see him in person,” Oliver mused.
“Maybe I don’t feel like it,” she said, kissing the tip of his nose.
“Whether you feel like it or not, he sounds pretty determined. And the sooner you get it over with, the sooner we can move on to some more of the good stuff.”
She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine, have it your way, Oliver. We’ll both go and see him.”
“Wait a second, where do I fit into this equation? I thought you