Daddy, Please Make Me Yours
"I can't seem to take my eyes off you. Honestly, I’m beginning to think you've put some sort of spell on me."
"Thank you, si—" I catch myself before the word can fully leave my lips. "Tristan."
A small smile touches his lips. "You're welcome, darling."
The way he says darling sends a strange, sweet tingling sensation curling low in the pit of my stomach. It spreads outward, warm and liquid, until my entire body feels as though it's been dipped in honey.
Dear God, this man is going to be the end of me.
He's going to destroy me completely, and I'm going to let him.
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