Page 39 of Her Dream Mafia Daddy

“Yes, but let me make one thing clear while everyone is in here. Your dynamic does not change with Uncle Liam. He still has permission to spank your bottom if you deserve it. Now, both of your Aunties have my permission to spank you, as well. And if any of them have to spank you for any reason, you will find yourself over my knee as well. Understood?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’ll be a good girl.”

“Good girl,” he cooed, and she melted in his embrace. She really did love being his good girl. But she also loved being naughty and she hadn’t had a spanking in a while. Today may be a good day to get into some mischief. Nothing major, of course, but something. She would think of something.

“I see that look in your eyes, Little girl. Trust me when I say, my wooden spoon will not feel good on your bottom.” Auntie Geni did that thing with her eyebrow that made her tummy flutter and also made her want to be naughty even more.

Daphne just smirked at her auntie. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Auntie Geni.” She squealed as her Auntie popped her on the bottom with her wooden spoon.

“Let’s go before you get a spanking before the day has even begun, Little Panda.”

They went into their room, and he brought her over to the bench by the window. It was gorgeous outside, with all the fields covered in snow. She couldn’t wait until she could go sledding.

“What did you need to talk to me about?”

“Well. I think I know that at least part of the stuff you have to deal with is Callum. And well. I would like to see him before you…” She made a slashing motion across her throat. “I need to have the last word.”

He studied her for several moments, making her squirm under his intense gaze. She ran her hands through his silver beard, attempting to calm the beast within. “I’m sure you don’t want me to see him, but I need to see him. He took so much from me, and he needs to know that he no longer has power over me. I trust you and Uncle Finnean, and Uncle Rory, and Uncle Kellan, and whoever else is wherever he is to keep me safe. I really need this, Daddy. Please?”

“I don’t like it, but I understand it. I want you to listen to your Uncles while we’re down there. This is not a place that I will ever allow you again, but I understand you needing to take power back. I think you are incredibly brave.”

“Even though I am ‘just’ a Little girl?” She used air quotes, her voice taking on a much softer, unsure tone.

“That is a lie he told you, Daphne. It’s not true. There is nothing ‘just’ about you. You are amazing. Brave. Beautiful. Kind. Funny. Sassy. And you have the biggest heart of anyone I know. I know you have some struggles with anxiety and self-esteem, but I will help you work through all of those. And I will remind you every day how amazing you are and how much I love you.”

“I love you, too, Daddy. More than anything. More than cupcakes and that’s sayin’ something, ‘cause I love cupcakes.” She giggled as he tickled her side. “No, Daddy! Stop! That tickles.” When her giggles stopped, he drew her in for a kiss that stole her breath.

“Ok, my brave girl. Let’s get you dressed in something more than Daddy’s t-shirt and shorts, and then you can go say whatever you need to say to Callum. I will be with you the whole time, and when we are done, I will bring you back up to your Aunties for a full day of fun. After this, no more thinking of him, OK?”

“Yes, Daddy. Are my clothes still in the pink room?”

“They are not. I had them moved in here while you were out in town, and then I finished moving everything while I was waiting on updates. Sitting by the phone was driving me crazy,” he whispered, shaking his head. He went over to a door she assumed was the closet and what she saw inside was incredible.

Rows and rows of clothes. Beautiful clothes. Clothes for every season. There were dresses, play clothes, nightgowns, grown-up clothes, and pretty much everything in between. Her breath hitched as her hands traced the fabric of the dresses. She saw him standing back, watching her, taking in her reactions. He really was the best Daddy in the world.

“Thank you, Daddy. For everything. For this, for loving me, and for saving me. Thank you for letting me talk to him even when you don’t want me to. Just…thank you for everything.” Racing over, she threw herself at him. He caught her, because of course he did. He was strong enough to hold her, and she was finally beginning to believe that. When she was back on her feet, she looked back at the clothes.

He pulled her close. “You need something that says power. Something that screams you are the wife of the Don of the Irish Mafia. Something that says you are my queen and my everything. I have the perfect power outfit for you.”

Once she was dressed, she took a look at herself in the mirror. She was dressed in black pants, a red button-up, and a black jacket. A pair of black kitten heels, some diamond jewelry, and a red lipstick capped off her outfit beautifully. She looked, and felt, incredible. Everything fit her like a glove, and it impressed her. Turning to her Daddy, she looked for his approval. The sharp intake of his breath and blown pupils told her everything she needed to know.

Hand in hand, they went in the opposite direction of the living room. Uncle Finnean was standing by a door. Placing his hand on a scanner, the door opened and revealed a stairwell.

She looked at her Daddy and Uncle, resolve in her eyes. “Let’s fucking do this.”

She blushed at her Daddy’s glare, but he didn’t say anything. He was going to let her have this.

Chapter 17

Eamon

He was so fucking proud of his girl. He hated that she wanted to do this, but knew it could be the most healing thing for her. So he led her down the stairwell and into the room he had made especially for this purpose, all concrete with a drain in the middle. There was a sink, and of course a few tools to make his job easier. He led her to the open door, just wanting to get this part over with.

“Hi, you fuckwit. Comfortable there?”

His girl was hot as fuck when she was like this.

“Not so tough now, are you, pretty boy? Are my Daddy and Uncles treating you nicely?”