Mollie's POV:

Calum's voice sounded a bit strained over the phone. He seemed to be struggling with something, "Come join me and a few friends at the club."

"I'm not sure if you know this or not, but I'm only 20." I replied.

"Use a fake ID or something, Luke's girlfriend does it all the time."

I sighed and stood up, "No."

It's not that I didn't want to join him, my body was screaming yes. I just didn't want to potentially lose my virginity to a drunk guy. I wanted my first time to be intentional.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds. Either he was really mad, he hung up, or he was thinking of something snarky to say back.

"Calum?"

His voice was a low growl, "Mollie, I did not ask. If you're not over here in 30 minutes, I'm coming to you."

He doesn't know where I live.... right??

"Make me." I hung up the phone before he could say anything.

It was probably best to get out of the house for a little while. It was only 9 o'clock, and being a Friday, a lot of places were open at this time of night.

I grabbed my keys off the marble counter, along with my sweater and wallet, and walked out of my apartment. The air was still humid from earlier, but not as much. The neighboring apartment across the street was having another party. People were milling around outside as I made my way to my car.

I don't think one weekend went by where there wasn't something going on somewhere on my block. I got a few whistles from drunks stumbling around in the street and I suddenly felt self-consious about the pajamas I was wearing. They were just a tank top and exercise shorts, but both were a little shorter than I would have liked to be wearing at a time of night like this.

After turning the engine on, I steered my car out of the parking garage and out onto the street. The stars were starting to twinkle in the sky. With all the lights of the city, they were extremely subtle.

I didn't have any place in mind to go. I was just going to drive around for a while until I knew Calum wouldn't come over. There was a little park near my apartment, so I went over there and chilled for a while.

I rolled down the window and let my mind wander. I wasn't entirely sure of the decision I made. I didn't know Calum very well, but Tessa was right, I would get to know him as time went on.

There was something about him I just couldn't quite put my finger on. If I was asked to describe him in one word, I wouldn't be able to. There were so many complex things that were all combined to make him who he is.

About an hour and a half later, I decided to go back home. My street was still rowdy with people and I had a quite a lot of trouble navigating down the street.

It was almost 11PM and the entry way was quiet as I skipped over to the elevator. Pretty soon, the metal box arrived and I stepped inside. When I got to my floor, I stopped short at the end of the hallway.

There was someone leaning against what appeared to be my door. They were hard to make out, but I was guessing it was a man by the build of their torso. It almost looked like..... no, it couldn't be him?? I took a few tentative steps forward. The person turned their head to meet my gaze.

Oh god.

My feet stopped working. There was about thirty feet between me and Calum. I slowly took one step back, followed by another. I turned around and started walking more quickly back to the elevator.

Within a few seconds, I felt him close the distance. His hands grabbed my waist and pressed my back against his chest.

"When I tell you to do something, princess, there's no negotiating." His voice was a low growl in my ear that made my heart flutter and my core start to throb.

"How did you find my address?" I managed to squeak out.

"Amazing what two minutes on white pages will give you."

I felt him start to lead me back in the direction of my apartment. I surrendered to his motion and walked. My hands were slightly shaking when I unlocked the door. I wasn't necessarily super scared, it was more of an excited scared.

He didn't give me time to take my shoes off. He shoved me down onto the sofa and stood towering above me. My stomach was doing flips and my heart was racing in anticipation.

His fingers traced down the side of my face. His touch was gentle, yet dominating. "So innocent, so good."

I bit my lip and avoided his piercing eyes. "Whatever you want Calum, just get it over with."

He stopped stroking my cheek and held my chin firmly between his fingers, jerking my head up to meet his gaze. "What did you just call me?"

Fuck this.

I inhaled slowly, "I'm sorry Daddy."

A smirk played at the corner of his mouth. His hand released my face and he took a few steps back. He dragged over a chair and plopped down in it backwards facing me. I didn't know what to expect next. With him, anything and everything goes.

"Mollie, since you agreed to this, we're going to set some ground rules. And if you interrupt me even once, you're going to regret it." Calum raised an eyebrow as if to challenge me.

I silently nodded and he smirked in approval. He was obviously serious about his statement.

"First off, and this should be a given, you will address me as Daddy everywhere except when we're out in public. Second, I ask, I receive. If I tell you to blow me, you do it. If I tell you to sleep with me, you do it. I don't want to hear any lame ass excuses. Third, I don't respond to no or stop. You want a me to stop, your safe word is 'ruby'. But I fucking swear, I catch you using it liberally, it's gone and I could care less about how much you scream. Lastly, you will cut off any contact you have with any male friends you have that I am not personally friends with."

I almost cut in. Was he serious?! He wanted me to be fully dedicated to him. I should have guessed that would be the case before I agreed to this.

"Oh yeah, and you're coming on tour with me." He rubbed his eye, "And you look like you're about to explode. You can talk now."

"Okay, I can't come on tour with you cause I have a job." Does he have no concept of hard work?

"Out of everything I just said, that's what you're most concerned about? I can live with that."

I rolled my eyes, which was a mistake.

"Princess, you are walking on thin ice."

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep back a smart remark. This was going to take a lot of getting used to.

He stood up and reached out his hand. I tentatively took it and he pulled me up. I could feel his warm body radiating heat and it was comforting in a way. His dark eyes burned holes into my identical ones and we had a mini staring contest, battling for control.

The sexual tension in the room was growing by the second. I could see lust start to pool behind his eyes the longer he looked at me, and I'm sure mine looked the same.

Calum walked me back against the wall near my bedroom door, never breaking eye contact. His hand found the waistband of my shorts and he slipped them inside.

I moaned as his fingers teased the fabric of my underwear.

"You want more kitten?"

"Yes Daddy."

He pressed his lips against my forehead and whispered, "Only good girls get to cum. And to my recollection, you've been naughty."

I groaned and rested my head against the flat slabs of the wooden, lilac wall. That man was going to be the death of my ovaries.

He removed his hand and cupped my face. Our lips were mere inches apart. If I leaned in even in the slightest, we would be touching. He kept glancing down at my lips and I could tell he was using a lot of restraint to keep himself from kissing me.

Two can play at this game.

I bit my lip and reached up to run my thumb over his lower lip. He ever so slightly kissed it and I retracted my hand immediately.

He craned his head down until our noses were touching. I could feel his warm breath fanning across my face. It had the faint aroma of alcohol, but not enough to suggest he was drunk.

The light in the room lit up his skin, turning it a deep bronze. His blue hair was stark in contrast and his cologne was making my head spin.

Before I realized what he was doing, he brushed his lips against mine. It was a gesture of passion I didn't expect. I would have assumed he'd crash our lips together in a moment overtaken by lust, but it was the opposite of that.

I tried to close the remaining distance, but his hands on my fave held me steady. "You're not ready for these yet, sweetheart."

He let go of my face and stepped away. I almost whimpered at the lack of contact. He had cast a spell on me that was irreversible now. I missed the warmth and security of his touch. As dominating as he could be, he radiated an inexplainable safeness.

"Come over to my apartment tomorrow. I'll officially introduce you to my mates." Calum grabbed his wallet and phone. "I'll text you the address."

I nodded and walked with him to the door. "See ya tomorrow."

"Goodbye princess."

"Goodbye Daddy."