Page 3 of Alien Daddies
Her father pressed a blue button on his desk and the deep voice of Emmitt Henderson, head of security at the Vega family compound, sounded behind her a few seconds later.
“Yes, Mr. Vega?” The burly man entered the room and came to stand beside Makenna, giving her a brief dispassionate glance before he looked at her father.
“Please escort my daughter to her room and see that she doesn’t come out until morning.”
“What? Dad, you can’t force me to stay in my room. This is fucking ridiculous! I’m nineteen years old. I demand—”
A firm hand gripped her upper arm, and she gasped and gazed up at the guard who had dared to put his hands on her. “Come with me, please, Miss Vega.” He squeezed much harder than necessary, his fingers digging painfully into her flesh.
This absolutely couldn’t be happening. But it was. No matter how much Makenna argued and tried to escape Emmitt’s firm hold, he half-carried, half-dragged her to her large bedroom on the third floor of the mansion. This was not how she had envisioned her summer starting—as a captive in her own home. Tears streamed down her face and her throat burned. What was she going to do?
Fucking hell, if she’d known her father would actually prevent her from joining her friends on Phennulos, she would have gotten tutors and spent all her time trying to get passing grades. But now it was too late. She wrapped her arms around her center, feeling as if she needed to physically hold herself together, lest the deepening despair of her loneliness rip her to pieces.
Chapter Two
Makenna
She wiped at her tears and rushed into her bathroom, then sat down at the vanity, frantic to fix her smeared makeup. Once she had herself looking somewhat presentable, she returned to her bedroom and perched in front of the video comm at her desk.
The log showed ten missed calls. All from her friends.
Fuck fuck fuck. She needed to think of something good to explain her absence at the Luran Resort and fast. The truth wouldn’t do. The truth felt too personal, too raw to voice aloud to anyone.
“Call Heather,” she said, forcing a smile. She absolutely couldn’t admit to her friends what had happened. She’d already lied about her grades, not wanting them to believe she was stupid—they were all doing well in their studies at the University of Rissa—and she couldn’t fathom what they would think if she admitted her father had forbidden her from traveling to Phennulos until she passed her classes. It was bad enough her father thought her a failure. She didn’t want her friends believing it too.
“Hey, Kenna! Look, girls, it’s Kenna!”
A second later, her four friends stared back at her on the screen, all dressed to the nines and wearing full makeup. Obviously, they were getting ready to go dancing in one of the clubs near the Luran Resort. Her heart panged with the longing to join them, but they were on the other side of Rissa Island and she was locked in her room.
“Hi, ladies!” she beamed into the screen, trying to act as if nothing was amiss and praying they bought it. “Where are you headed?”
“To Club Xander. Carly called us and told us some super-hot Hennorian guys were there. A couple of them are princes, too!” Maria sighed dreamily. “I can just see it now. Her Royal Highness Maria…”
“Oh, please!” Angela said, rolling her eyes. “Hennorians won’t marry humans. They’ll fuck them, but they won’t marry them. It’s never been done. They hold fast to their traditions.”
Maria gave Angela a playful push. “Once Mr. Sexy Alien Prince with the big vibrating cock goes for a ride on this fine specimen of the human race,” Maria said, pointing to herself as she batted her eyelashes in a dramatic fashion, “he won’t be able to live without me. Years of Kegel exercises are about to pay off, my friends.”
All the girls broke into laughter, though Makenna had to force it. They hadn’t even left for Phennulos yet and they were having fun without her. Another wave of loneliness swept over her, so swift and piercing it nearly took her breath away.
“So when are you getting here?” Sherry asked.
“In the morning.” She wasn’t sure how she would manage the trip to Phennulos, but she would figure it out. Even if she had to stow away on a vessel headed for the party planet.
The door to her bedroom opened and Emmitt pushed her two suitcases inside. He gave her a cocky smirk before promptly closing the door. She heard the clicking of the lock a second later, followed by his chuckle echoing down the hallway. Bastard.
How would she escape? She racked her brain, wondering if she could slide down the side of the house without breaking anything.
“Hey, Earth to Kenna. Why aren’t you joining us tonight?” Sherry asked, waving at the screen.
“Oh, um, well, I am going to spend the evening with my dad and then I’ll see you at the Interstellar Port for boarding in the morning.”
“I hope you already booked passage on thePortania. There were only a few first-class tickets left,” Heather said, looking scandalized at the prospect of traveling in anything but refined luxury.
“Already booked, of course,” Makenna lied, her heart pounding and her palms breaking into a sweat. “My father called the bank and fixed the glitch with my card. No worries.”
“Are you sure you can’t join us tonight?” Maria asked. “You might be able to bag a Hennorian prince of your very own.” She waggled her eyebrows and grinned. “Must I say it again? Big. Vibrating. Cocks.”
Makenna forced a broad smile as her friends broke into another fit of giggles. Once they quieted, she leaned forward and stared into the screen, wishing she could snap her fingers and appear in their hotel suite right now. She always felt dreadfully lonely at home. Though she hadn’t enjoyed her classes at the university, she had liked living in a dorm filled with lots of other girls. For the first time since her mother’s passing she’d almost felt like she had a real family who cared about her.
