Feeling her arms wrap around my waist, I turned my head slightly to glance at her over my shoulder.
A soft smile forms on my lips as I feeled her warm breath against my skin.
"What are you doing?" I asked, amusement clear in my voice.
Without waiting for a response, I places one hand on top of her's and guides them both to rest against my chest instead. "Helping me cook or just trying to distract me?"
"Maybe both" She mumbled.
I chuckled lightly at her answer, feeling her warm breath against my chest.
"Well then," I said playfully, "I guess we'll have to see who ends up more distracted in the end."
My tone lightens further as I continued cooking under her watchful eyes. Despite being one of the most feared men in the world, here in this moment I was simply a man in love with my princess.
"I think you're already distracted..." She teased me.
I letted out a low chuckle, feeling her teasing words. I shaked my head slightly, still smiling.
"Is that so?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
[---]
Turning off the stove and finishing up the last few steps of preparing our meal, I finally looked down to face her completely. My dark eyes gleaming with mischief as they meet her's.
"Well then Princess...are you ready for dinner?"
"Mhmh" She hummed.
"Words baby, use your words." I said.
"Yes daddy." She answered.
My eyes darken slightly at her words, a small smirk playing on my lips.
I moved closer to her, my strong arms wrapping around her waist. "That's more like it," I murmured into her ear.
[---]
"And now...it's time for dessert." I said.
Before she could react or even question, I lifted her up effortlessly and carried her out of the kitchen towards our bedroom.
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Daddy |18+
RomanceDaddy has always been caring and everything, being gentleman, but it all breaks and disappears, when I break the rule or when we have fun. --- But little one doesn't know yet, that her Daddy is a mafia boss, most dangerous one. Daddy's Little One ha...
