Remind Her ✓

ᴘᴀʀᴛ 5

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༻𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐨𝐯༺

I stretched my arms out and yawned, "Finally~"

Oridan swiftly dismounted his horse and held his arms out for me. I fell into them with ease, and he gently placed my feet on the ground.

I fixed the tipping tiara in my head and walked into the house, breathing in the homey cinnamon smell.

He loved cinnamon to death. The smell, food, and all.

"Enjoy yourself tonight, flower?" he asked me.

I turned to look at him as he closed the door.

"Yes, sir. Very much."

He nodded and knelt down before me, taking the heels off my feet.

I held one of his shoulders to lift my leg up lightly.

I've never been treated this way before by anyone, and especially not from the likes of him.

He rose up and took the tiara off my head, "You have a bubble bath ready and blossoms to accompany the water as well."

My eyes widened, "Y-you did this for me?"

He only nodded.

I hugged him, "Thank you."

He didn't return the embrace, "You're welcome. Now go bathe."

I smiled and bit my lip, backing away just an inch, "Join me."

His intensive dark eyes became colder than usual, "Absolutely not."

I pulled the straps of my dress down until my breasts were fully in view, "Please papa."

"Gloria," he spat, "you should be ashamed."

"But I'm not," I whispered, "didn't you agree that you were my prince?"

He looked dumbfounded, and I hugged him close again to press my breasts against him, "Admit that you want me...please."

"No. I'll never want you in this way."

My heart almost broke.

"You're filthy," he said with no emotion, "I'm disappointed in you, Gloria."

I was left in shock when he moved away from me.

Did he not mean anything he said to me earlier?

Wasn't I his princess?

"I'm just a daughter to you, aren't I?" I cried, "Why can't you see that I don't want you to be my father, Oridan?"

"It's too late for changing that!" he shouted.

"Don't yell at me!"

"Do not raise your voice at me-"

I threw my hands in the air, "Or what will you do, Oridan?! Spank me? Maybe I want that y'know?"

He fell silent and clenched his fists.

"What?" I laughed through my tears, "Ever think that maybe I just want your love, no matter in which shape or form it is. Whether it's punishment and even lust."

He turned his back from me, "You're blinded Gloria."

I grabbed his arm, "Maybe I am, but my heart aches for you. I want more than your hugs when I cry Oridan. I want your lips on mine."