HIS INNOCENT SIN

CHAPTER 28

Despite Michael's busy work schedule, he still finds time to court me. I'm not sure what the point of this courtship is, but I keep my thoughts to myself. Spending time together seems to make him happy, and his softer side becomes even more apparent. On his days off, he never tires of cooking for me. We are currently at a restaurant in the mall, enjoying a meal together.

As we sit there, a waiter approaches our table and seems a bit flirtatious while taking our order. I remain polite and friendly, with no intention of encouraging any flirtation, especially since Michael is right in front of me, watching intently. I can feel his gaze turning hostile as if he wants to punch the waiter in the face. The tension in the air is palpable.

Sensing my unease, I avert my gaze, trying to diffuse the situation. The waiter leaves to prepare our food, and Michael, acting cool and collected, reaches over to hold my hand. His other hand trails up to the hem of my dress. He leans in and whispers into my ear, his voice laced with possessiveness.

"You were misbehaving today. Why were you flirting with him?" he questions.

"I wasn't flirting with him, Daddy," I respond, trying to assure him. "He was just taking my order."

"Good, because no one can flirt with my princess. You are mine," he states firmly.

I sigh, realizing once again how possessive he can be. I nod and plant a kiss on his cheek, hoping to calm him down and reaffirm my loyalty.

As we continue to eat, he asks me about our next destination. I had bought quite a lot earlier, and he doesn't seem to mind the expenses. After a moment of thought, I respond, "Well, I think it's time to head home..."

He chuckles and then kisses my hand. "Okay, princess."

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Michael Ledford had an upcoming business trip that would keep him away for a couple of weeks. The thought of being separated from his beloved fiancée, Shena, was already causing him deep sadness. Despite the demands of work, Shena was insistent on proceeding with their wedding plans. However, Michael had been growing increasingly uncomfortable with his relationship with Jenna, a girl he had been seeing on the side. Determined to distance himself from her, he had kept their affair a secret.

On their way home one evening, Michael noticed Jenna behaving strangely, attempting to touch him inappropriately while he was driving. Her actions were not only inappropriate but also dangerous, as they could have caused an accident.

"Jenna," Michael scolded, his voice filled with concern, "you're acting out of line. This behavior is unacceptable, especially when it puts our safety at risk."

"I am sorry" Her voice filled with concern and she sop, Michael pull over and grab her neck and start kissing her rough. She gasp air at this moment wanting more. "You are always turned on for Daddy don't you?" As Michael ran his palm through her thighs. 

"Yes, Daddy now get me and spank me!" The smirk of Michael Ledford knows the victory of his masculinity. 

"You are such a bad girl". During the joyous moment, someone's phone suddenly rang, abruptly halting the playtime. Annoyance crept into his voice, causing it to growl with frustration as if he wanted to let out a thunderous shout.

"Hello," he answered, his voice heavy with disappointment.

It turned out that an urgent business meeting required Michael to travel late at midnight. Overwhelmed by his disappointment, he leaned in and kissed Jenna, explaining the situation to her.

"What's wrong, Daddy?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. Michael sighed, taking her hands into his own.

"I have to go on a business trip, and I'll be away for three weeks. I can't bear the thought of being without you, baby girl," he admitted, his voice tinged with sadness.

"Oh, come on, Daddy. I'll be here, patiently waiting for you to come home," she reassured him with a smile.

"But three weeks is a long time without being able to touch you, to feel your presence. I'll miss my baby," he murmured, his voice filled with longing.

As they drove back home, Michael opened the door for his princess, and they headed to their room. Jenna helped him pack his belongings while they engaged in a heartfelt conversation.

"Daddy, please promise me you'll be safe, okay? And please, text me or call me whenever you can so that I know you're okay," Jenna pleaded.

"I will, baby, and promise me you'll behave. No one should ever lay a hand on you, or else they'll face severe consequences. I'll protect you," he declared fiercely, kissing Jenna and embracing her tightly before getting ready to load his luggage into the car and head to the airport.

Jenna stepped into the cold, lonely night, making her way toward her room, resigned to the fact that she would be dining alone. However, as if a burst of freedom surged through her veins, she suddenly broke free from her usual routine. She dashed down the hallway, jumping and frolicking like a carefree child. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time—the exhilarating relief of not being watched or controlled.

Venturing into the garden and exploring every nook and cranny, she relished in her newfound independence. She cooked and enjoyed a meal by herself, disregarding the late hour. Settling on the couch, she indulged in movies, relishing the freedom to watch whatever she pleased.

As Jenna immersed herself in this newfound liberation, a text notification from Michael interrupted her solitary escapade. She eagerly opened the message, finding a photo of him dressed in a suit. A blush crept across her cheeks as she realized how much she already missed Michael's touch. She couldn't help but imagine him in those suits, envisioning him using them to playfully punish her.

Despite the temporary separation, Jenna found solace in her newfound independence, cherishing the moments of self-discovery and the anticipation of Michael's return. After reveling in the satisfaction of her newfound freedom, Jenna eventually made her way back to her room and settled into her usual routine. She prepared herself for bed, going through the motions that brought her comfort and familiarity. She changed into her cozy pajamas and spent a few moments taking care of her nightly skincare routine, cleansing her face, and applying moisturizer.

As she climbed into bed, she couldn't help but reflect on the day's events and the mix of emotions she had experienced. A sense of contentment washed over her as she realized that she was capable of taking care of herself and finding joy in her own company.

With a sigh of contentment, Jenna snuggled under the covers and let the weariness of the day lull her into a peaceful sleep, eagerly looking forward to the day when Michael would return and they could be together again.

'Goodnight Daddy' *photo sent* 

' Oh princess that sexy lingerie makes me even hard now, I wanna escape this shit so bad, but I know I have to wait and Daddy when get home I will fuck you so bad!'