Thread: 17 Years Later. A New Dark Romance (sispuppet & LaBellaMia)

Alex narrows his eyes at his daughters words. How did the girl grow up to be so disrespectful? He had put a lot of effort in giving everything she needed to have a good life. It didn't seem like too much to hope that she would take after her mother in this respect and know some, well, respect. A bit of tact, subtlety, showing some gratitude that her father worried for her safety. A guard dog Rhia? Honestly? I thought we raised you better than that. He chides her. When she envious his paranoia, he sinks down in the chair. How could he explain it to her without frightening the girl. I'm sorry, but this is final. The man should be here any minute now. He has works hard and is very thankful for this opportunity, so I expect you to be on your best behavior Andrew should be used to having butlers greet him by now, but it still felt like such an oddity to him. The man was more comfortable in an ring or on the field than he ever was in a suit, walking on some floor that probably cost more than his entire apartment. The Butler asks if the man wants anything to drink. He accepts the offer for some water before he's led the rest of the way meet the family. Alex is the first one to step forward and greet him, shaking the larger man's hand. Ah, Mr. Evans, it's nice to see you again, you remember my wife, Caitlin? Andrew returns the greeting. Of course he remembers the man's wife. It was hard to miss her. She made him the envy of all his colleagues more than his looks or his wealth could. She was oddly quiet though, he always noticed. The rumors concerning her demure personality seemed to be quite true. Of course, how are you Mrs. Jacobs. He reaches out. To his surprise she respnods, saying that she's well and offers her petite hand for him to shake. He takes it, moving gently up and down, almost afraid to squeeze to hard like he might break it. It's a pleasure to see you again. He tells her with a smile. She returns the smile but steps back. To his surprise, Alex put his hand on her shoulder, pulling her a bit closer to him almost protectively? No, possissevly might be a better word. For a moment he wondered if the older man was jealous of him. His new employer doesn't seem to change in attitude beyond that though, his smile is still warm as he waves his free arm toward the last occupant of the room. And this is my daughter. Rhiannon Alexandra Jacobs. Andrew turns his attention to regard the teenage girl. She took after her mother quite a bit, with her petite frame and pale skin. She was beautiful too, Andrew notices right off the bat. The way the color in her hair seemed to shift between brown and red, and what he recognized as a look of pure mischief in her eyes. The way she dressed seemed to purposely clash with her looks and her surroundings. Everything from her pale skin and the features of her skin to the house she stood in suggested a girl who should be dressed similar to her other in a fine and expensive dress that radiated sophistication. The ripped jeans and t-shirt made her look more like someone on his side of the tracks. He could see why her father was worried. A beautiful young woman looking for trouble wouldn't have to search far before it found her. She could be a risk for any man who doesn't know better, but worse is what they could do to her. It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. Jacobs. He says, holding out his hand for her to shake, trying to make a good impression on her.