Daddy's Princess (18+)

Daddy's Princess (18+)

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"Why are you helping me?" I asked for the second time through my tears trying not to fall as he continued drag me down the stairs of the massive house. He continues to ignore me as he speed walks down the drive way to his very nice, expensive car. "ANSWER ME GOT DAMN IT!" I yelled as I snatched my wrist out of his harsh grip when we reached the car. He turned around at my sudden stop, his eyebrow lifted, probably because I cussed but he shook his head and stalked towards me closing the distance before I can stop him. My backside hit his car as his hand wrapped around my neck and smashed his lips against mine. His hand gripped my hair at the root lifting my head to get better access. He pulled away and his grip tightened causing a small whimper moan to leave my mouth. "Get in the fucking car." He growled sending a shiver of need to run down my spine. "Why." I whispered only to piss him off, my eyes focusing hard on his lips. He leaned down and growled in my ear. "Because Daddy said so"
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"What the hell is your problem Mario."I yelled breathing unevenly. I noticed him fuming. I bet he hated being yelled at. Well, guess what, I didn't care. " You can't forbid me from going outside."I pointed my index finger to the gigantic black door that I just busted through. "Don't you. Yell.at me."his teeth were gritted so tightly I could see them through his skin. "I just wanted us to talk and where the hell were you going?"I rolled my eyes. Was he being serious right now. We never talked . He always issued orders to me. "You don't want to talk.you want to give and order. I just want a minute alone to think."I reasoned almost crying. "And you don't want to think precious. I know the moment you step out that gate, you would leave me."he looked at me clearly trying to put his anger in check.What the hell was he even mad at?what on earth was he talking about? "W-what?" "Just fucking go upstairs! go and think from there!"he snapped. His hands balled into a fist. "You can not order me to think. I am not in the mood anymore.why don't you go ahead and write your orders down..that's what you are good at99 anyway. Husband! "he gave me a poker face making me wonder who the hell I got married to . I couldn't stand him even for a second. Sighing I turned around to the spiral stairs going to the bedroom. I just prayed that he kept his dumb ass downstairs or back to his office. Precious A 2o years old economic graduate has a bit of bad luck in choosing her partner. She was left at the alter,suffered his home's wrath until she had to move. Mario A 30 years old multi billionaire with a nasty attittuude and a dark past.he was a straight manwhore until he met precious. They got married but his possessive nature proved to be a stumbling block.

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