LOGINI never thought I would fall in love with my dad’s best friend. Damien Maxwell had always been part of my life. I grew up knowing him, trusting him, and calling him Daddy. But I’m twenty now, and somewhere along the way, the way I see him changed. When my dad leaves for a business trip, he sends me to spend the summer at Damien’s mansion. He thinks I’ll be safe with the man he trusts most. He has no idea what being around Damien does to me. Damien knows I’m off-limits. I’m his best friend’s daughter, and he has always treated me like someone he needs to protect. But things start changing when he realizes I’m not the little girl he remembers. Then he gives me rules. Seven simple rules I’m expected to follow while staying under his roof. The problem is, I’ve never been good at following rules. And every time I break one, Damien reminds me exactly who is in control. I know I shouldn’t want him. He knows he shouldn’t want me. But the longer we stay under the same roof, the harder it becomes to pretend there’s nothing between us. This was supposed to be just one summer. I’m beginning to wonder if I’ll make it through without falling completely under his rules and under his spell.
View MoreMy dad’s call woke me up the next morning.I groaned as I reached for my phone and answered without checking the caller.“Hello?”“My little girl!”Dad’s voice immediately woke me up.I smiled.“Good morning, Dad.”“How are you?”“I’m fine.”“How’s summer going?”“It’s going well.”“Hope Damien is treating you well?”He asked all at once.I sat up in bed.“I couldn’t tell him that his little girl had already been punished by Damien for breaking one of his rules.”“I’m good, Dad. Everything is fine.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”He continued asking questions, and we talked for a while. I told him about the house and how beautiful my room was, but I carefully left out everything that had happened the previous evening.There were some things I definitely wasn’t going to tell my father.Especially not about Damien.We ended the call after talking for a while.I placed my phone beside me and checked the time.It was exactly eight.I looked at the clock again.Eight.I remembered Damien’s rules.
“Now, Jane.”I knelt down.My heart was beating fast as I looked up at him.Damien got up and walked toward me.He stopped in front of me and raised my chin with his fingers.“Do you understand why you’re being punished?”I nodded.“Because I broke your rule.”“Exactly.”He held my gaze for a few seconds before leading me back toward the couch.When we got close to where he had been seated before, he sat down and instructed me to lie across his lap.I found myself obeying.I lay flat on my stomach across his lap.He raised my short skirt to my waist.“I’m going to spank you ten times, and you’re going to count with me.”“Yes, Daddy,” I said, my voice shaky.The word spank made me feel some kind of way.I was supposed to be scared.But I wasn’t.A part of me wanted it.I knew that was strange.I knew I shouldn’t be feeling that way about being punished by him.But I couldn’t deny it.The first lash landed.“One,” I counted.Another.“Two.”He continued.“Three.”I counted every one.Fo
Water splashed against the bathtub as I sang quietly while taking my bath.The sound of the running water was loud enough that I didn’t hear the bathroom door open.I continued singing, completely unaware that someone was standing behind me.Damien.He stood there, watching me.I turned slightly, and that was when I saw him.My heart stopped.I hadn’t locked the door.I quickly covered myself.“What are you doing here?”His thick voice came out low and calm.“Turn off the faucet.”I found myself obeying.The bathroom suddenly became quiet.“Come out.”I swallowed.I grabbed my towel and wrapped it tightly around myself before stepping out of the bathtub.Damien’s eyes moved over me.Slowly.I could feel my heart pounding against my chest.He stepped closer.I took a step backward until my back touched the wall.He lifted my chin, making me look into his eyes.Those blue eyes.The same eyes that had always made me feel like he could see straight through me.“Why do you keep looking at
I settled into my room.The room looked so beautiful, painted in a soft shade of pink. Like he had decorated it just for me.My room was spacious and beautiful, more beautiful than my room at home. Everything in the room looked expensive. It had to. After all, it was Damien, one of the richest men I knew.I walked around the room, touching a few things as I admired them.There was a large bed in the middle of the room, covered with a soft pink duvet. The curtains matched the walls perfectly, and beside the window was a small reading table with a lamp on it.There was also a huge wardrobe.I opened it and almost gasped.There were already a few clothes hanging inside.I turned around, looking at the room again.“Did he actually do all this for me?”I smiled.I couldn’t help it.Damien had always been thoughtful.Even when I was younger, he would remember the little things I liked. If I told him I loved a particular meal, he would make sure it was available whenever I visited. If I comp












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