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But I see duct tape on a broken front window, and my stepdaughter should not be living in a house held together with tape. Until a month ago, the landscaping was so overgrown I was barely able to get a good shot of her through the windows. So I hired a landscape company to come and clean it all up.
Her mother went full-on bitch-fit, telling me it washerhouse and I had no right.
I have every right.
Then, I found out my stepdaughter had talked to a detective from the FBI and I lost it. I was sure that asshole Letrov, her father, was behind it.
She should know to keep her sweet, cherub mouth shut, but I’d bet it all that he and her mother told her to talk. After all I did for her mother, she went back to that fucker who gave her a black eye that had her father begging me to protect her.
I hate that Bijou is going to pay the price for her mother’s ingratitude. But I’m well beyond madness, imagining her soft little body squirming under mine as I rut into her like a fucking junkyard dog. I’m going to make demands and I know she will fight, but I won't take no for an answer.
She will curse and kick and snarl and bite, and I welcome it all. It makes me fucking hard. Somewhere between Barbies and birth control things changed.
I’ve played out this moment so many times, my hand cramps thinking of how I’ve fisted myself to thoughts of my innocent stepdaughter taking it hard. Thoughts of filling her with my cum and smearing her virgin blood on my cock.
I've seen the books she reads. All about dark romance and mafia bosses.I’mwhat she wants, she just doesn’t know it yet. One of the books I stole from her room is filled with some depraved shit with her little Post-its and highlights noting the filthiest parts.
I stow the binoculars, then draw a shuddering breath, lowering the image of her face on my phone against my hard-on.
“Give Daddy a kiss,” I whisper, then bring it back up, switching over to the email I received from her doctor this morning, heat filling my core.
My dick leaks knowing the numbers were there. No more freedom for my little stepdaughter.
Time to come to Daddy, baby.
I tap back to the security system app as a blue and white Moreno Security cruiser creeps by on the tree-lined street. The driver nods at my blacked-out window as he passes. I nod back, then flick through the camera feeds. One of the interior cameras shows Bijou bending over, plucking some dead leaves off a fern in the sunroom.
The little white summer dress crests the backs of her thighs, showing off the curve of her ass and a peek of her pink slit as the barely-there thong rides up her crack.
Fuck, she had to wear white?
It’s a sign from God. Or the devil. But it’s a fucking sign.
I’m going to fuck that teasing little gashandthat ass. She’ll suck my cock until she vomits as I shove it down her sweet little throat. I’ll own all her holes and even if she cries, I won’t stop.
It’s going to be beautiful.
Her tight little virgin cunt will milk the cum from my balls, pushing her over the edge until she’s bred with my child and no one will ever dare take her from me.
I make the sign of the cross as I put the car in drive and ease toward the tall security gates, clicking the remote as I approach waiting for them to swing open.
I park toward the back of the house by the service entrance and step out, taking a deep breath.
The weather in Tahoe is perfect for a kidnapping. Sunny, with a warm breeze that will carry her screams just far enough, but not so far that anyone will take notice.
The house sits back a good quarter mile from the private road, but since I own the security company getting in is nothing. I even had them disarm the notifications inside the house this morning that might tip her off someone was approaching or the gates were opening.
I want my sweet baby bride to be surprised.
CHAPTER2
Ramses
Islip my hand inside the front of my suit jacket and slide out the Ruger from the holster as I step down the slate pathway towards the back door and punch in my code.
The back entry is veiled with a pergola covered in blooming pink bougainvillea and I break off a sprig of the pink flower and slip it into the lapel of my jacket.
The house is surrounded by over a hundred acres. Some landscaped, some with tall trees and shrubs for privacy.
