Chapter 35: No Escape

Chapter 35: No Escape

"That's why I always say that you shouldn't run in the house. Imagine what would've happened if I hadn't caught you." Her son said like he was deeply concerned about her.

But rather than being touched that her son was caring about her well-being, she was more shocked to see that she had bumped into her son when he was supposed to be standing near the other room. She had no idea how he moved from place to place so fast, and wondered if he could phase through walls like a ghost.

But it was better to think about her silly thoughts later, as her main goal was to escape from her son.

"Did I just not tell you to stop running in the house, Abi? Just why won't you listen to your father?" She could hear son say in a serene tone, as she tried to find another room to hide in.

But the moment she did find one and was about to enter, she saw her son waiting there, like he had long predicted that she would go there.

The house they lived in was quite big and had many ways to get from one place to another, so she thought that she could lose him by going in different paths. But somehow he still managed to find which room she was going to and blocked her from entering.

"Are you finally tired of playing around, Abi?" Her son casually asked, like all of this was a game that they were playing and he was going along for her daughter's sake. "Cause your father is starving right now and can't wait to eat you right now, I mean, eat right now, and-...Wait, where are you going?"

But just as she took her first step, she felt someone hold her hand and pull her back to where she was standing. She didn't even need to turn back to know who it was that caught her, and was firmly holding her in her place.

"I think we've played around enough, Abi." Her son tightly held her hand and looked like he had no intention of letting her off easily. "Let's go and have our dinner now, shall we, before it gets cold?"

There was a certain firmness in his tone, as if he was tired of playing her games and was authoritatively calling his daughter back. She, too, felt like he was her actual father and just thought that she had to follow his orders. She didn't even resist when her son pulled her hand, since she was actually afraid of going against his words because of the rigid feeling he gave off, which only her parents gave.

"Kafi, my hand hurts. You're pulling too-" She wanted to say that he was holding her too tightly, but stopped when her son turned back and looked at her with an amused look on his face.

"Kafi?...So, you think you're old enough to call your father by his name right now?" He looked at her like he was wondering where she got the guts to call him directly by his name.

"Have you forgotten that I'm your father? Or, is that my little Abi is going through her rebellious phase, and is going to call me like that from now on?" He asked with a smile on his face, which she couldn't tell if he was joking or not.

"N-No...D-Daddy....It's not like that." Rather than calling her son as her father, because of the bet, she called him Daddy because it just felt natural with the way he spoke and looked at her with a stern look on his face.

She thought that even if they weren't having a bet and her son acted the same way, she'd still call him Daddy since it just felt right at the moment. And even though she didn't want to call him Daddy at all costs since it would only enhance her feelings of seeing her son as a man, addressing her son as her father still gave her a wonderful feeling of taboo that warmed up her loins.