𝐿𝑂𝑂𝑃𝑆 𝑂𝐹 𝐿𝐸𝐴𝑆𝐻𝐸𝑆

𝐷𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑦✿︎

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I collapsed down, crouching my head to my knees. Livin hastily leaned down, hugged me firmly, and took me to my bedroom with his hand. My housekeeper anxiously came in. She is like my second mother, but she was unable to take care of me because she is three months pregnant. She assured me that she would be around me if Livin agreed. I glanced at Livin with puppy eyes. He nodded hastily and said, "Mrs Linda, you can stay with us." I was relieved by his words. Livin handed me a cup of lemon juice, and I took a sip of it with a ferocious sound. He ordered me to finish it. I managed to finish it because I was not thirsty. Livin smirked at me and left the room closed. Linda massaged my hair and sang Imelda's Becoming Song to me, and I felt empowered. The lyrics stuck in my inner thoughts, and I no longer felt weak. As Livin entered, Linda glanced at me and left the room. He seemed defeated, sad, and weak. I asked why, because I hadn't seen him in such a situation before. But he chose to remain silent. I hugged him firmly, and he leaned in, undressed me, and rested his head on my chest. My veins were vibrating, and my adrenaline was spiking. I remembered my parents' late-night chat, during which I learned about Livin's torment in his orphanage asylum. I was shocked and broken and had no energy to process it, so I didn't dare to inquire more about it with my parents. I Googled about Livin Luker, and the information goes like this: "Livin, at the age of 10, was adopted by the Luker family, and at his young age, he attained success and became the CEO of Luker's enterprises." While swimming into the pool of thought, I fell asleep, and I stood up when Linda knocked on the door. We're coming, Linda, I murmured in a drowsy voice. Suddenly, I felt numb all over my body, and I realized he threw his entire weight over me, causing my body to ache. This was something I had never experienced: choosing pleasure over pain. I inhaled his scent as if it were oxygen. The desire to touch him aggravated my mind. For a few moments, I adored him-the way he nestled like an infant seeking tranquility while near his mother. I sneezed due to hay fever but managed not to split my saliva, causing my body to wiggle. In a sleepy voice, he said, Good morning. Oh god, his husky voice is sexy. Good morning, sir. Sir, what is it, Natasha? Ummm... Idk
Oh! Too bold. Do you want to get a spanking?
No, no...Daddy!
Oh, okay, baby girl.
What's the time?
I leaned towards the nightstand and grabbed my phone. Omg, it's 9:45 and I'm late to the college. He scowled and inquired about my deadline. It's 3:30 Daddy, don't worry, I can manage it. Okay, baby. Daddy, could you please drop me off? Yes, of course. Come here, and I will get you dressed.