Page 12 of Tame Me, Daddy


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I flinched.

My wife’s death had been sudden. There were complications with the birth of my daughter, Irina, and the doctors had done anything and everything to save her, but it hadn’t been enough.

Again, I was reminded that my very own daughter wasn’t much older than Riley.

I shook my head.

I wasn’t looking for love. Not again.

No, my goal was to make sure that Riley remained safe in my care while my brothers and I dealt with the fallout of whatever came with Gregor Orlov’s death.

I couldn’t even say I felt a shred of remorse over the fact that he was dead either. He wasn’t the first man I killed, and I had no doubt that he wouldn’t be the last. It was just the nature of the world I lived in.

If anything, I was happy he was gone, especially knowing that he had been trying to lure the poor girl next to me into whatever wicked plans he had for her, although I had a feeling Riley had something to do with all of it.

I’d find out what that was later.

The image of him grabbing her flashed before my eyes and I gritted my teeth.

My anger boiled over at the thought of him putting his hands on her. I’d heard his threats. If I hadn’t come to her rescue, Gregor would have probably raped her in the middle of my bar, or worse.

It was the ‘or worse’ that made me decide exactly how to handle the naughty girl sitting next to me tonight.

I gripped the steering wheel tighter, trying to get a handle of my emotions.

Riley was safe. She was in my car with me on the way to my home. Gregor may have threatened her, but he was dead now, and he would never touch her or hurt her again.

I turned my head to look at her. She was sitting quietly, her arms crossed in front of her and her gaze out the window. She was pouting about being made to go along with me, but other than that, she was holding herself together well.

In a little while, she was going to learn the hard way that there were very real consequences for her reckless actions, but I found little need to make her worry about them beforehand.

She’d understand well enough when she was over my knee with her ass bare for a spanking that turned her lily-white cheeks cherry red.

My cock hardened into steel, and I shook my head.

I needed to keep it together. Riley needed to learn that I wouldn’t tolerate disobedience and a hard spanking was just the thing she needed.

The more I thought about her recklessness, the more I steeled myself against my own arousal and focused on the fact that she needed a spanking, a very hard one, to teach her what happens to little girls who make bad decisions that put them in danger in my world.

If I was lucky, she’d only need one lesson to set her on the straight and narrow.

But if she didn’t, the next one was going to involve my belt.

My cock got even harder.

Fuck me.

I cleared my throat and tried to erase my mind of all thoughts of Riley’s bare bottom writhing under my punishing hand. Riley was a girl that needed someone to look after her, someone to punish her and teach her right from wrong and from now on, that man was going to be me.

I wouldn’t push the boundaries any further than that.

Her life depended on it.

The Orlovs might very well retaliate. I don’t know who he was in relation to the kingpin, Mikhail Orlov, but he could be someone important, or someone low on the totem pole. My brothers and I were going to need to find out.

That would take place in the morning.

Tonight, I was going to put Riley over my knee, spank her bottom until there were pretty little tears dripping down her cheeks, and then I’d put her to bed.

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