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Daddy Zane Chapter 16
***ZANE'S POV***I swear I will kill that dickhead that hurt London. I saw it. I saw the belt stripes on her body. I don't know why I hadn't noticed it before, maybe I was too high from our lovemaking, besides, she hasn't been staying that long with me. I start cleaning London's wound, I need to make sure that she is alright. Taking off the bandage from her wound was a big challenge, she squeaked and squealed and I felt hurt for her. "You still don't want to tell me who hurt you, London?" I ask gently making small talk. London doesn't respond, she is mute and silent as if I am touching sensitive matters in her life. "London?" I call out gently placing my index finger and thumb on her chin. I pinch it up so that she can look at me. She averts her eyes. "No, Zane, I don't want to talk about it," she says. I would not pressure her but I hope Micah finds out who hurt her sister. "Does Micah know?" I ask hoping she replies to me. At the mention of her brother's name, I
Daddy Zane Chapter 17
***ZANE'S POV***"Why do I need protection? Why do I need a babysitter and where the fuck are you going to?" London asks, rushing over her words. Oh yes, she must have heard a lot more than I think. I scowl at her. "You don't eavesdrop on me," I tell her. It is for her own protection. The cops wouldn't hurt her if she doesn't know anything about my business. She has to learn that, and it is evident she will learn the hard way. Not today, of course. I start walking back to the kitchen, I am about to walk past London when she steps on my way blocking my path. I know this encounter wouldn't end well. "London," I warn. "Answer me, Zane," she spits out angrily. This little human, she is so beautiful when she is angry. But right now, I don't want her to be a brat. I wouldn't resist punishing her. I might not have hurt her yesterday when I spanked her in my car because I used my hands, but she would have something else today if she dares me. I try walking past London aga
Daddy Zane Chapter 18
***LONDON'S POV*** I do the naked shame up to Zane's room, my buttocks is on fire. I feel so weak and I cry all the way to his room. Zane is a beast, I have seen what he can do with his hands, and now, he used a spatula on me.I feel my cheeks moistened with more tears, I know I shouldn't cry again, I should obey Zane's orders but he is just so hard to resist that it hurts. I walk into Zane's bedroom and rush to his closet. I pick a new pair of black boxers and a blue shirt. I slip them on. I find a pair of black sweatpants and slide them up on my legs. When the edges scratch the lines of my bottom, a fresh wave of pain crashes through me. I burst into tears. I have never felt so alone in my entire life. Life with Oliver had not been roses, but I think I will prefer living in his hell, that is the kind of pain I can bare. I know that I can live through it. With Zane, the pain doubles, it is shameful, like a punishment for submission. Each of Zane's strokes had be
Daddy Zane Chapter 19
***ZANE'S POV***It is settled, London Jameson will be the death of me. Fuck! I sit in front of her at the back of the eatery we have gone to. The side booth has this beautiful view of the outside, London can't help staring at the vehicles as they pass by. "Zane?" London's soft voice pierces my ears. Since we left home, London has been actively avoiding me. I don't want her to fear me in a bad way, but right now? I guess I will let her be. "Yes, little girl," I reply as I pick up the menu. London had been scrolling the pages, but she seems confused. "I still want a blueberry pancake," she musters. I raise my brow in question before understanding dawns on me. I was going to make her breakfast this morning. I don't do that for anyone, but with London, the need to please her is so strong. A low guttural groan leaves my throat. "Order as many as your stomach can support then," I tell her smiling sweetly at her. "Yes! Thank you, Daddy Zane," she mutters before lifting
Daddy Zane Chapter 20
***ZANE'S POV***I have to control myself before I crash the car on a nearby tree. I can't believe that London will pull at every goddamn string in my body and I wouldn't punish her until now. I pull into the parking lot at The Clay's House and stop the car's engine. I need to think and breathe in as well. If I have this situation under control, I wouldn't hurt London. For now, u have to let her stew on her words, the ones she has to give me as answers to what just happened back there. "Get the fuck out of the car," I tell her as I remove my seatbelt and go for the door. I make it around before London can reach her car handle, I pull her by the hair and out of the car. "I said you should get the fuck out of the car," I bark. London whimpers in pain as she grabs my hand and scratches it. I don't let go of her. I pull her towards the shop before releasing her. She cries out but stables her footsteps. Inside the mall, I move her to the clothes area. "Pick out as
Daddy Zane Chapter 21
***LONDON'S POV***I rush upstairs, adrenaline spiking through my body, fueling me to move faster as I head around the house. I can't believe Zane didn't let me orgasm before he asked me to start running so that he can chase me. The bastard. As I run aimlessly, I notice my breath is too heavy, I have to calm the fuck down because after the two minutes are over, Zane would find me in a blink of an eye. "Come on, London, you can do this," I prompt out, hyping myself. I take out my extra large slippers and carry them with me, I climb through the three stairs in Zane's ridiculously large mansion. I hate how sweaty I am, not to imagine how tired my kegs feel already. "Damn it!" I screech out. From somewhere far behind me, I hear Zane call out in his dark hoarse voice. "Ready or not, I am coming, Little human," Zane says laughing fiercely. 'Fuck nooo! I am not ready yet,' I say mentally as I rush farther up the stairs. I spot a joined closet room, and without thinking, I s
Daddy Zane Chapter 22
***ZANE'S POV***I look at London's petite body as I take off my clothes, she is sobbing, and I am going to fuck her. She pulls her knees upward, exposing her little pink pussy to me. "Who owns that pussy?" I ask her as I sit in her heat, she is so welcoming. "You, Daddy," she murmurs. "Beg. I want you to beg me to fuck this sweet little pink pussy of yours," I say stroking the cap of my dick through the length of London's slit. She opens her mouth to a chest rumbling moan. "Oh, Zane, please... I want you," she mutters whimpering softly. I know that she wants me, and that is why I don't hesitate to penetrate her. She moans, and I look at her. "I am going to be hard with you," I say rubbing one of her nipples. "Fuck me like your whore," London spits out, lifting her hips and brushing even more on my cock. "You are a greedy thing, aren't you?" I say teasingly. She doesn't have the time to reply because I start thrusting into London's honeypot. Unlike a while ag
Daddy Zane Chapter 23
***LONDON'S POV***I sit at the dining table and watch how Zane dishes out a big portion of the turkey from the tray on the dining table. He had said he didn't know how to cook, but the dude must have had extra YouTube channel classes because the aroma from the meal was so good. He added potatoes to my plate before placing them before me. "Good appetite, Little human," Zane says dropping a quick kiss on my forehead. "Thank you," I mutter gracefully. Caleb serves himself after Zane had done so, and we eat in silence. After the meal, I opt to clean the dishes while Zane moves with Caleb to the living room, speaking together in hush voices. I know that something is up with Zane. I don't know if it is usual that Caleb joins in for dinner every other day in a week for a meal but this isn't like any other day, and I haven't been here long to know that. I know what Zane said about eavesdropping, but I was utterly shocked when he even accepted that I clean the dishes w
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