Daddy's Girl: A Daddy Issues Novel, Rebel Wild [top 10 most read books in the world .TXT] 📗

your cherry right before I broke it. The only thing that stopped me was the fear of ending up right where your father is and where my father should have been.”

“That was years ago. It doesn’t have anything to do with right now.”

“Of course, it does. It’s the whole reason you’re here. The minute you turned eighteen, I figured out a way to have you.”

“Why didn’t you just ask me out?”

“I don’t take unnecessary risks. I needed a guarantee. You want me to say the truth, well here it is: I’m a selfish bastard that wasn’t going to give you a chance to say no and being territorial goes with that. I wanted you and no one else was going to have you, so I took you.”

“Oh, please, you didn’t take me. You sound like you’re living in some lame mobster movie. I know it’s hard to admit because you like to control everything, but I agreed to be here and I could have left if I wanted to.”

“If you think leaving was a possibility, then you’re more naive than I thought.”

“I don’t know why you’re trying to make it seem like you’re some evil person but you’re not. Nowhere close. If you were, then we wouldn’t even be having this conversation… sir.”

“Stand,” he demands and I obey. “Do I need to remind you of who I am?”

“No, sir, I’m well aware.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” He barks at me, getting up, rounding his desk to stand in front of me.

“Nothing bad, sir, just the opposite.”

“You just won’t give that shit up, will you? Your ideas of me are extremely warped.”

“No, sir, they aren’t.”

“And if I was to drag your ass to the playroom, tie you up, beat you, and then fuck you without giving a damn, would you still hold me in such high regard?”

“Yes, sir.”

I yelp when he lifts me and slams my butt down on his desk.

“You don’t know me. You have no idea what I’m capable of.”

“I know better than you think… sir.” My feet feel the floor beneath me again and I steady myself, pressing against his stronghold until he eventually lets me go and I’m standing on my own again. “Even if you did all those things to me, it wouldn’t change what I know to be true. You’d just be proving to yourself that you’re the monster you want me to believe you are. I won’t believe it. And in all the times I’ve been with you, you have never once ‘fucked me’ and certainly not without giving a damn… sir.”

He looks at me like he’s never seen me before. His eyes dance in rage, wonder, and if I’m not mistaken, lust. If I could, I’d be looking at myself the same way, minus the lust. I don’t know what’s come over me. Maybe I’m just upset, maybe I just don’t care anymore, but I can’t seem to stop the words that are coming out of my mouth. As determined as he is to make me see the bad in him, I’m equally determined to make him see the good.

“If I haven’t been fucking you than what the fuck do you think we’ve been doing?”

“I don’t know but it doesn’t feel like you’re just fucking me when you do it to me… sir.”

“Stop adding sir like it’s a goddamn afterthought,” he yells. “I am your sir.”

“Yes, sir,” I tell him quickly, not even realizing I was doing that. “You are my sir. But you’re still the same guy who used to wear those ugly blue suits and let me hang out in his office eating veggie burgers even though you hated them. The same guy who never once responded to the way I’d flirt with you, and I know you knew that’s what I was doing. You’re still the guy who waited until I was ready to have sex, even though I’d already agreed to let you do what you wanted to me. You’re not a monster and you will never convince me you are.”

“Then I have grossly misled you. I am a monster and you’re nothing more than an inexperienced submissive that I want to torture and fuck. I wanted to torture and fuck you back then, that’s why I let you come around. And believe me, fucking is all we’ve been doing, Miss Warren.”

“Does it make you feel better when you hurt me? Saying mean things because I see the good in you. Why do you care so much that I see it? Why do you want to punish me for it?”

“If I wanted to punish you, believe me, I damn well would. I’m trying to open your eyes to the reality of who I am, not your little girl warped fairy-tale ideals of me.”

“I’m not a little girl. I’m a full-grown woman, but I guess that’s a problem for you now. And hey, here’s a thought, maybe your perception of yourself is what’s warped, ever think of that?” I quickly cover my mouth to try to stop more words from slipping out. “Sir… I—”

“Go to your room before you see a side of me that you are ill-prepared to deal with.”

I pretend to be unmoved by his threat, trying not to let him intimidate me and proving himself right, but he gives me a look so cold that it freezes the room. Everything in me is screaming to run away from him, from whoever this person is he’s just become. I give in to my instincts and move past him making a run for it. I make it to the door but it won’t open. He’s behind me, holding it closed with the palm of his hand. While I am still trying to pry it open, he’s trying to turn me around with his other hand, but I won’t budge. I’m dead set on getting out of here and running away from him. Letting go of the door, he grabs hold of both my shoulders and spins