MIXING WITH FIRE

When my parents split up, I had to make the decision about who I was going to live with, which wasn't too hard to decide as I've always been closest to my dad.

I could live alone, but my father did not agree.

He said that first I should have a degree, and a job within the area I wanted to work in, which is Tourism.

My Father has houses around Europe, in Rio de Janeiro and in other states around Brazil, but he doesn't stay in any of those houses for long. He travels all the time, and on many of those trips I accompany him so I don't feel alone in our main home in Europe.

When he decided to come to Brazil, I loved the idea, because he always told me that Brazil is a beautiful country, with several beaches where tourism is a predominant factor, which would be great for my career.

And although my paternal grandparents live here, and my father came several times both to visit them and for work, I had never been to the country after I was an adult, I only came here a few times when I was still a child, so no it reminded me of a lot.

We had only been living in Rio de Janeiro for a few months, when my father told me about his history with a woman he loved very much in his youth, and that she also lived in Brazil.

I was moved by it all, and saddened by the way the two ended.

I loved my mother, I wanted her marriage to my father to have worked out, but my mother is selfish, she wants everything her way, and it was obvious that one day this marriage would not support the difference of opinions.

So when my dad told me he'd found his old love again, I couldn't help but be happy for him.

My father is amazing, the way he led his life to the point where he became the successful man he is today is surreal, not to mention that he managed to be a loving and present father for me, even though he had to travel countless times , I remember him taking me on many of these trips just so he could follow my growth up close.

He is my best friend who I can count on and he invests heavily in my future and my studies.

Because of my busy life in search of learning new languages, I didn't have time to date, go out with friends or have fun. At the most, they kissed each other on the mouth, and had sex one night or another.

I've always been very detached, and I always knew that my beauty was a real bait for men, some even drooled, but none of them ever caught my attention to the point that I wanted to try something more serious.

When my father finally introduced me to Laura, the woman who had once captured his heart, I could understand why he never forgot her.

In addition to being tall, blonde and green-eyed, she was exceptionally beautiful, and had a sweetness in her eyes that I've rarely seen in anyone, and I'm very observant.

We talked and right away I loved her, and I saw my father all silly admiring that woman he loved so much, and who had become a great Architect.

My father was making plans to open a branch in Fortaleza-Ce, and that's how he found it again.

I saw her only twice, because I had to go visit my mother in Europe who had been demanding this for days.

I went, and a few days later my father called me saying he was going to Fortaleza - Ce with Laura, and that it would be good for me to get to know the place, because there were wonderful beaches there and tourism there is high all year round.

I hurried to catch the plane going to Rio, and without rest, already in the company of my father and Laura, we took another one to Fortaleza - Ce.

We were going to stay at Laura's house, and when we arrived, I found a huge and incredibly beautiful house, which was to be expected coming from an Architect like her.

I arrived so exhausted that I immediately asked where I would stay so I could finally sleep.

I headed upstairs to my room, which was large and perfectly designed.

Laura's employee brought me a snack because I didn't want to have lunch, I took a shower, had a snack and soon after I slept.

When I finally woke up, I realized that many hours had passed.

I put on some basic clothes, fixed my hair and went down to find my father.

As I was approaching the kitchen, I couldn't help but notice this handsome guy, with light hair, eyes like Laura's, he was well defined, and our gazes met, and I saw him look me up and down .

I felt my whole body shiver, but I tried to keep my balance when my father told me that he was Rodrigo, Laura's son.

I was nice, but I spent the whole dinner talking about double meanings, I don't know what came over me, but I wanted that guy absurdly.

- So, what do you do for a living Rodrigo?

I patiently listened to him talk about his company and what he did, and when he returned the question, I couldn't help myself.

- I'm a porn actress.

I saw this guy almost die from choking on his food. My father immediately burst out laughing and I couldn't help but be amused by the whole situation.

I loved to make fun of guys like him who appeared to be cool around women but lost all confidence and poise in themselves when they met a girl full of attitudes like me.

Well, I had nothing to do anyway, so I would make my stay in that house very pleasant and fun.

When I told him I was multilingual, he tried to test me with English, he just didn't expect me to be so bold about my language skills.

This was definitely getting to be a lot of fun.

My father scolded me, of course he also knew English and had understood everything I said.

During the whole dinner, Rodrigo looked at me covertly, when he finished, he got up saying he was going to go upstairs and call his girlfriend.

I realized when he put a little more tonality in his voice, by pronouncing "girlfriend", he was sending me, even if indirectly, a message, perhaps in an attempt to stay away from my advances.

- Poor Rodrigo, if he only knew that I love a game of cat and mouse. I thought.

The fact that he had a girlfriend didn't faze me at all.

Until then, I just wanted to mess with his psychology.

He activated that in me when he looked at me with desire.

But if something ever happened between us, he would be the only one to blame.

I'm single, who owes someone respect, he's the one who's committed.

Respect which I highly doubt he has when he nearly ogled me.

When he was absent, Laura, my father and I talked about the colleges they had here in Fortaleza.

I was quite interested at first.

That's when my father came up with the idea of me graduating here and asked Laura to help me with this issue, and that's when the proposal arose for me to spend time at her house until I got used to the city.

Of course my dad would buy me a house, after making sure I didn't scare him off by getting lost or getting into trouble.

My dad was always very protective, and I loved that about him. It made me feel loved and cared for.

We were in the middle of the conversation when a friend of Rodrigo arrived.

Rodrigo came down the stairs and greeted him, at first I thought Rodrigo wasn't waiting for him, but my hearing is very strong, and I heard his friend say he was fucked, and he said it looking at me.

So right there I found out that Rodrigo had called him to talk about me.

They tried to hide it and went towards the bedroom, going up the stairs, when I released my pearl, unable to control my tongue.

- Is he your girlfriend?

I saw Rodrigo get red with anger, while his friend didn't hold back and started laughing uncontrollably.

When Rodrigo said that the guy was his lover, it was my turn to laugh.

This was amusing me terribly.

Who sees, even thinks I'm thrown.

But I'm not.

I just have a different way of having fun.

I started to feel sleepy, and said I was going to my room, Laura told me to feel as if I were at home and to be at ease, I loved the affectionate way she treated me.

When I went up, Rodrigo's friend hadn't left yet.

The next day, I woke up and felt extremely lazy to change, I went to brush my teeth, and since the day before my father had told me that he would leave very early with Laura, I deduced that I was alone at home, since the Rodrigo also had to go to the company. So I decided to stay in my nightgown and go downstairs to eat something.

I realized I was wrong as soon as I walked into the kitchen and saw Rodrigo, who fixed his gaze on my breasts, which were almost showing due to the transparency of the dress.

He moved in his chair, as if he was uncomfortable, but I knew that the name of that discomfort was excitement, probably his dick wanted to come out of his pants at that time.

I sat across from him, acting casually, as if I wasn't noticing the way he looked, I looked at him and he looked away at his food.

Every time he did that, I felt an uncontrollable urge to mess with his head.

So I started a conversation.

- Good morning Rodrigo.

Where's your girlfriend, didn't spend the night with you?

He answered me irritably.

I knew that Demétrio was his best friend, Laura gave me all the guy's file. But, it was super fun to see Rodrigo angry.

I didn't like it when he said he would introduce me to his girlfriend, I didn't want to meet her.

If I liked her, that would put an end to my plan to break up Rodrigo.

It turns out that Rodrigo had become a pleasant and fun game for me.

He still didn't know that I would be spending more time with them because of college.

When I spoke, I saw him go white, and fear was written on his face.

But when he told me that to stay at his house I needed to dress appropriately, I smoked with rage.

I could kill Rodrigo right then.

I couldn't think of anything more daring than getting up and leaving my dress loose enough for him to see my boobs more clearly and reveal to him that I wasn't wearing any panties. After all, Laura herself said I could feel free.

That was a masterstroke.

I saw him soil all his clothes with coffee.

Until that moment, I was dressed that way because I thought I was alone at home, it was not thought out of malice.

But after what he said, he even unintentionally entered a war with me.

I was just a burning ember before this happened, now he would have to deal with a combustion that would take huge proportions.

No one would dictate what I should or shouldn't wear.

I had taken super well-behaved and decent clothes for that trip, but because of what he said, I would buy half a world of daring clothes just to tease him and show him that I am in charge of my body.

I went to my room to get a book and went right back to the living room, purposely laid on the sofa with my butt up and waited for Rodrigo to leave the house.

When he passed me, he told me to get dressed again, very pissed off, he went off like a rocket, probably afraid I'd see his hard cock.

When he left, I ran to the bedroom, took a shower, got ready and called a taxi, asking him to take me to the nearest mall.

There was a huge risk of me getting lost, so I preferred to get the number of the driver who was taking me, and I arranged for him to pick me up himself and take me back to Laura's address.

Arriving at the mall, he goes out looking in each store for flashy, sexy, and daring clothes.

I bought sneakers, flats, high heels and low toe sandals.

Of course, I bought well-behaved and stylish clothes too, after all, clothes like that were never too much.

I spent a small fortune, but I left there satisfied, but I could barely carry my bags, the luck is that a very attentive and cute guy helped me.

He stayed talking to me until the taxi arrived. He asked for my number, but I thought I'd better get his.

I wasn't sure I wanted to meet anyone right then. Maybe I would get in touch when I had nothing to do.

I arrived at Laura's house, and took everything to my room. There were so many things that I had a lot of trouble to arrange.

When everything was organized, I left a pair of very short and suggestive shorts and a low-cut blouse to wear at night, when Rodrigo arrived.

When the night finally arrived, I went to the living room, but time passed and the guy didn't arrive.

That's when the doorbell rang and I went to answer it.

I came face to face with a very pretty blonde, who looked at me from head to toe, and I could barely understand what she was saying.

Until I realized it was Rodrigo's girlfriend, it was the only thing she managed to say audibly.

- Rodrigo is not here, come back later.

I saw her eyes darken with anger, she kept looking at my shorts like seeing me wearing them was the end of the world.

She turned her back and left, taking her cell phone out of her purse, presumably to call him.

I closed the door and went to read my book.

I'm in love with Hot Romance books.

Maybe that's why my mind is so fertile.

An hour later, Laura and my dad joined me in the living room.

We were talking about a multitude of things, it started to make me hungry and I called them to dinner.

But Laura thought it best that we wait for Rodrigo to arrive so that we could talk about my stay at their house.

He arrived some time later, looking unfriendly, looked at me and looked at my shorts, then asked his mother to come talk to him after dinner.

I immediately realized that the subject would be me.

I couldn't hide my angry face.

- This boy must be very stupid to think he can control my clothes. I thought.

It didn't help that we waited for him, he ended up not having dinner with us.

It's okay that I had already told him that I would spend more time at their house, but Laura didn't know about that small detail.

The next day, I decided to get ready and go visit a college I had researched on the Internet, I put on one of the sensible clothes I had bought the day before and went to the kitchen to drink some water before going, and I ended up catching Rodrigo talking about me to the Demetrio, saying that I was almost naked the day before, and that he had fought with his girlfriend because of it.

I interrupted him and defended myself, making it clear that his girlfriend was a freak.

He didn't even retort, he was just asking me where I was going.

While his friend didn't hide the looks on my body.

When I gave a rude reply saying that Rodrigo was not my father, he told me that if I got lost, not to call anyone asking for help.

- This guy can only live in the moon world because he thinks it's possible for people to get lost nowadays having a GPS at their disposal.

I could even get lost for a moment, but it would be easy for me to find my way again.

- Don't worry Rodrigo, that's what GPS is for.

I had little patience to debate with Rodrigo first thing in the morning. I turned my back and went to do my things.

I found the college very interesting and the structure was great, but I had time and would look for others.

Arriving home, I took a shower and rested a little, at night I put on a tight dress and a very exposed neckline. Rodrigo had started that, so let him endure it.

When I went downstairs, I passed Rodrigo's girlfriend, who had clearly just cried.

She looked at me with so much hate that she looked like she wanted to kill me. However, Rodrigo called her and she went to meet him.

They stayed up there for a few minutes, when she came down, I wanted to mess with her, because if I did that, I would mess with Rodrigo too.

-Are you Rodrigo's girlfriend? What's your name?

She stopped and for a minute I thought she was going to fly at me.

As expected, Rodrigo told her to ignore it and keep walking, calling her by name.

Of course I already knew her name.

But I wanted to see how far Rodrigo's control would go. So I continued.

- Haaa, it's Melissa, right? Great pleasure.

That's when Rodrigo left pulling her so she wouldn't kill me.

She would have killed me for sure if he hadn't gotten her out of there at lightning speed.

When they left, I couldn't help but laugh.

Demetrius was right to warn his friend.

Rodrigo was fucked, he just didn't know how much.

He stirred a fire that he certainly won't know how to put out.