Y/n's Point Of View.

Daddy Ran- I mean, Ran has made the butterflies in my tummies wild enough for this day. I just literally met him and it feels like I am so attached to him.

He knows how to get a girl. And he knows to himself that he can easily get a girl.

"Are you hungry?" He asked while his eyes on was the road, it's getting a little dark now. We just basically spend most of our time in the car because the distance between the mansion and that place was hella long.

Anyway, I nodded as an answer because my attention was on the peaceful side rode.

"Where do you wanna eat." In your bedroom.

"I'm suddenly craving McDonalds right now.. I could go for that." I wanted to be specific, I don't wanna have that you choose line because I heard that guys doesn't want that.

Trust me, I've turned into the biggest pick me girl ever since I saw him. And I will continue to do so.

Ran didn't respond as I took his silent as his okay. This dude barely spoke but when he do? He always insult the shit out of me, and I like that.

I don't have a problem of him calling me a slut, he can call me that until he gets sick of it. I would even beg for him to call me that over and over again.

Long story short, he pulled over to the drive thru of McDonalds and ordered foods for us. After that, he drove to the McDonald's parking lot and handed me my food. I like how he does things his way, its hot.

He handed me the 20 pieces of chicken nuggets and two burgers. I was shock because he's about to give me more, but I stopped him.

"No, this is already too much. You probably wanted me to get fat so your dad will throw me away." I joked, as I open the box of chicken nuggets.

"I'd pick you up then."

I almost choked on my own saliva. Damn, that's how you know he do be getting some hoes. I awkwardly started eating, but he didn't do the same thing. I was hungry so I decided to devour my food.

"You smoke?" He asked, taking out a box of cigarettes and a lighter from his pockets.

"I like to keep my lungs healthy." I took a bite of my chicken nuggets, as he took one stick of cigarette putting it on his lips as he light it up.

Him frowning and looking down on his stick while he lights it up was super hot. Makes me wanna just set aside my food and suck him good. Nah I'm just kidding, or am I?

"What about your throat? Do you also like to keep it healthy?" He smirked, and after seeing my expression. The man laughed in a sexy tone as he shakes his head. "I'm kidding okay?"

"I know. But yeah, my throat is healthy.. wanna test it out?" I gave him the same energy as he was giving me. He was stunned by my words but he didn't make it obvious.

This time, he faced me with his whole body as he took out his cigarette from his lips using his index and middle finger. Blowing out a smoke, he squinted his eyes while looking at him.

"You're just talk, slut."

"Call me slut one more time, and I'll definitely show you what a slut really is." I rolled my eyes on him.

"Slut."

He's really testing me, wait.. what if his father used him to test me if I was loyal? Maybe Mr. Haitani noticed how I was into him the first time I saw him. Gosh, what if right? So I should really be careful.

Morgan's reminder suddenly came flashing inside my head. Okay, don't fuck up Y/n. Or else you'll be loosing your money.

"Calling your future stepmother a slut isn't very polite isn't it? Your father told you to respect me." I raised my brows at him as I was giving him a smirk.

"Teach me how to be polite then, mommy."

Fuck me already. I can't beat him when it comes to this. His sexy eyes and kissable lips are making me feel weak, the way he looks at me is dangerous. And I love it.

Well, too bad I wanna play fire with fire.

"What? Cat got your tongue? I thought you'll show me what a slut really is?" He's teasing me, and I hate how words were stuck in my throat. I don't know what to say.

"Just like I said, you're just talk. Now finished your food so we can head home." He leaned back to his car seat again as he started to smoke. His car window was open so the smoke wasn't trapped inside his car.

"If I told your dad about your little secret, will you get mad at me?" I randomly asked.

But Ran didn't even give a single reaction. As he continues to smoke. "And why would you care if I get mad at you?"

Oh yeah? Why would I?

"So if I snitch on your ass, you wouldn't care at all?"

He didn't respond to me, instead grabbed my cheeks again for the third time this day. Pulling me to look at his eyes, and I could tell that he's mad.

"You're a slut, not a snitch..." he said, pressing the hot cigarette on my neck as my mouth let out a soft moan from the pain. Making him chuckle.

"I wonder if you'll moan like that if I made you spell the word slut while you ride my cock like a good little slut you are." He whispered on my ears.

Like I said, I like to play fire with fire.

So I smirked and said, "Wanna try?"