All Chapters of Daddy's Demands: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

There was an anxious, almost desperate, energy about her. He could see it in how she attacked that rock wall, how she bested every video game she encountered with practiced ease… and in the haunted look that crossed her face in those quiet moments late at night when she thought she was alone.It was probably why she had turned to hacking computers.She was one of the most talented hackers he had come across. Up until this point, she had stayed under law enforcement radar because her hacking lacked purpose. There was no political or monetary reason… just boredom as far as Reid could tell. An agile, intelligent mind that is not challenged tends to manifest itself in destructive ways.But all that changed a few months ago; she hacked the wrong company. She caught law enforcement’s—and his—eye.It would be a shame to waste that talent behind bars.Devon Chase was a woman who desperately needed a challenge, something more exciting than this staid boxed-in life she had created for herself.

Devon began to cry as her body crumpled onto the floor.“This is for the best, my pet. I cannot have the police holding out any hope you would be found alive.”She tried to crawl away from him.Placing his hands on either side of her hips, he lifted her up, then swung her over his shoulder.Taking one final survey of the room, he grabbed a stuffed bunny by the ear. Over the last several weeks he had watched her snuggle with the stuffed animal in her sleep. Chiding himself for such a sentimental impulse toward a recruit, he walked out of the room. He could feel her weight slacken over his shoulder. She had fainted.Using his free arm to toss the remaining equipment and the bunny into his backpack, Reid left the apartment.Taking the stairs two at a time, he emerged onto the roof, with Devon’s body in his arms.“Hello, Father. Did everything go as planned?” greeted a woman dressed all in black. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a severe bun.“Yes, Eight. All according to plan. Get us

Four rose and pushed a tray filled with metal tools away before finally lowering the stirrups. Next she unbuckled the leather straps restraining Devon. Now was her chance to fight back. Unfortunately, she was so weak from fear and pain that her knees buckled the moment she tried to climb off the bed.“Not so fast! Let me help you.”She hated how sweet and innocent the woman’s voice sounded. As if they were friends. As if she hadn’t just orchestrated Devon’s pain and humiliation.Devon was led into a tiny tiled room just off to the side. Four propped her up against the wall and left. Moments later, sprays of hot water shot out from the ceiling, walls, and floor. There was no escaping it. She gasped from the impact. The hot water felt heavenly and punishing all at the same time. Streams of bright blue liquid shot out from the center of showerheads. Coating her in foam. The chamber filled with steam and the astringent scent of soap.Devon leaned down and opened her legs.There. In black

With a howl of outrage, Thirteen flew across the room at him. Swinging her right arm in a large arc, she tried to punch him in the jaw. Leaning back, he easily averted the hit. Grabbing her right arm, he spun her around till her arm was pinned behind her back. Her ass pressed against his hips. Leaning down, he inhaled the musky scent of her sweat and anger.“Let me go!” she screeched as she twisted in his grasp. The movement only caused friction between her warm body and his already hard cock.He pushed her away from him but not before grasping a fistful of material from her t-shirt. As she fell to the floor, the t-shirt tore off in his hands.Pushing to her feet, she looked down at her chest, clad only in a thin sports bra. Baring her teeth, she flew at him again.Crouching low, he swung out his right foot, kicking her feet out from under her. The exact move he’d used to destabilize her in her apartment a week ago.Falling to his knees, he tried to straddle her hips but she was too q

Wrapping a towel around her damp body, she crossed back into the cozy bedroom she had been assigned and immediately stopped.There, in the center of the bed, was Sniffles. Her beloved stuffed bunny. It was the only thing that had been truly hers through the years of orphanages and foster homes. Somehow, Father had guessed the one object she would miss the most from her old life.She picked up the stuffed animal and stroked its soft ear.Her old life.It had only been a week and already her past life was dissipating, the images becoming thinner and thinner like mist.She had to be careful. As exciting and scary as all this was, she had a feeling if she didn’t remain on her guard, this new life would swallow her whole.“He’s mine, you know.”Startled, Devon looked up to see a woman around her age lounging in the nearby armchair.“What the fuck? How did you get in here? The door was locked!”“Seriously? There’s no such thing as a locked door at the compound.”“Who are you?”The woman ign