completely stunned when it dawned on me who this man must have been. “To what do I owe the honor of seeing you first thing in the morning, Daddy ?”
He smirked, obviously surprised that I noticed the strong resemblance between us.
“I thought it was time for us to know more about one another, Louise. You are my daughter after all.”
No, shit! I smiled as politely as I could under the circumstances. “How very. . .” I paused, trying to think of an appropriate word for his behavior and then chose the least offensive, “ Parentlike of you.”
“I don’t need, nor want your irony, young lady. We both know the real reason for my sudden visit.”
“Oh, yeah? Remind me, what is that?” I didn’t like the man from the second I laid my eyes on him. He acted exactly how I had always imagined he would. Even though I never expected him to actually come to see me, I was more than happy to know that my existence bothered him, and maybe even scared him. Of course, I would have never believed that he was here out of pure, fatherly love for me.
“Why did you decide to leave Le Papillon ? Didn’t you like living there?”
“Almost as much as I loved living in Paradise ,” I snapped back.
“I’m not here to argue with you, Louise. I’ve been hiding the truth about your existence for a long time, and I would like it to stay a secret.”
Smirking, I crossed my arms. “Tell me something I don’t know.” Did the asshole really believe that I would ever want to call him my father? If he did, he was even denser than he looked.
“Don’t get me wrong, but you are grown up now and you know my name. You could use your knowledge against me, and that is the last thing I want to deal with before the elections.”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Montgomery, I’ve learned my lesson – you never wanted me to be born. And for your information, I never wanted to see you either. It was more than enough to know that thanks to you I spent eighteen years of my life in the hell we called Paradise , now that , father is ironic. What a great name for a place like that, right? Were you one of those who came up with it? I wouldn’t be surprised if you did.”
“ Paradise was founded long before you were born, Louise. And it’s not as bad you think it is.”
“Oh, really? Have you ever tried living there? Oh, wait, you haven’t. You are used to a more comfortable life, aren’t you?” There have been many times that I tried to imagine this conversation. Many times I imagined the words I would say to the man who ruined my childhood, the man who took away everything from me, even my right to live the life that I deserved. But now. . . Now words just didn’t seem to be enough to show him how much I hated him. I despised him for every single thing I had to go through because of him and his damn reputation.
“I just wanted to ask you for a small favor,” he suddenly said.
I burst out laughing. A favor? Seriously? I thought the idiot only knew how to give orders, not to ask for favors.
The two bodyguards shared a troubled look, obviously thinking I was out of my mind. Oh, come freaking on, I was not going to kill my dearest daddy with a kitchen knife or anything. I loved my life too much to spend the rest of it in another prison, and definitely not because of the son of a bitch who just happened to be the reason for my birth.
“As I have already said, Mr. Montgomery, I don’t want to see you, ever again. So do me a favor , and get the hell out of my apartment, please. ”
Apparently, he didn’t expect me to be rude to him; I think he expected me to cower and do whatever he wanted, that is probably what other people did when he was ready to ask for favors , but not me. No one else had to live the life I have had to live, all because of him.
He drew a sharp breath and walked to the door, without saying a word. But there was one thing that I wanted to ask him before he would disappear for another lifetime or so.
“Who is she?”
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