My Secret Temptation

Kaia's POV

"Kaia?" I snapped my head back to hear a similar voice.

"Daddy!?"

I saw my father in the doorway. He looked shorter than I remember. I held on to Xavier a little tighter. I felt vulnerable and scared. I felt like I was looking like a stranger.

"I think I might leave this seems like a family thing.... but ugh.. I'll call you when I'm at the station X." Marco patted my dad's shoulder as he left.

The door closed and it was just the four of us. The three people that should've have the most significant role in my life. But the only one I could think of was the man holding me.

"Is that Xavier Carter? Xavier Christian Carter who rules Wall Street right now." I saw X's lips threaten a smile, but his mind stopped him.

"You know I probably would've laughed and given you a hug. But now I really feel like calling you a deadbeat. How the hell could you have left your 10 year old daughter with that crazy ass woman you called a wife!? You and I both know you've seen what my parents did to me and you did the same thing to Kaia." My fathers took strides toward us.

Xavier placed me behind his back.

"What the hell is wrong with you Daniel? You know...when I used to spend time at your home you'd say 'It takes a real man to love his family', but you didn't even do that! Not for Kaia at least. She's had hell this year! You know how many times I've had to hold her while she cried over your sorry ass!?"

"I did what I had to do Xavier! If I had to leave I had to lea-" He raised his voice back at Xavier.

"Stop! Stop it!" I felt all of my tears stream down and years worth of barriers come down.

"You don't get to yell at him Daniel!" My grandmother's voice raised as well.

"He's stayed with Kaia when you weren't there! Why wouldn't you have told me you left so I could make sure our Angel was okay? She was abused. And neglected and that will forever be on you!" Tears continued streaming and my vision blurred.

"Kaia? Hi Angel." My dad voice cooed to me and his hand reached to touch mine.

I allowed it. And the touch felt familiar. Somewhat comforting. He was my daddy. I was a daddy's girl before he left. His snuggles and whistles used to soothe me to sleep. I used to find such comfort in his presence.

"Hi honey. God.... your gorgeous. Your a woman now. A grown woman. It felt like yesterday you were a baby." He sighed and rubbed my face.

Anger waved over me. I slapped his hand from my face and pushed him as hard as I could. He stumbled back.

"Like hell you know! You don't know half the shit I've been through 'dad'! I've hated Halloween, and Father's Day for years because of you. Do you know what it like to have other girls do father daughter dances with their daddy's? Do you know what it's like!?" He now cried with me.

"You were supposed to love me daddy. I was supposed to be your little girl and you were supposed to take care of me! Why'd you do that to me? What'd I do to you? Why didn't you take me with you?! You left me with that evil, conniving woman. She beat me, screamed at me, and blamed me for you."