All Chapters of Daddy's Little Girl: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Clint’s POVI sat at the polished conference table, surrounded by the other executives from our company. The room was quiet, save for the gentle hum of air conditioning and the shuffling of papers. Suddenly, the door at the head of the room swung open, and in walked Kane, the owner of our company.The room fell silent as Kane strode confidently to the front of the room. He was a tall, imposing figure with a warm gaze and impeccable suit. He stood at the podium, facing us, and cleared his throat."Gentlemen," he began, his voice echoing in the room. "Thank you for joining me today. As you all know, our company is at a critical juncture. We are facing challenges in the market, and we will need to make some tough decisions in order to move forward."I could feel the tension in the room rising. Kane was known for his cutthroat business tactics, and I knew that this meeting was not going to be an easy one. But as he continued to speak, I was struck by his conviction and his unwavering beli

KEIRA’s POVThe loud and incessant ringing of my phone caught my attention instantly. My eyes wandered to my phone, and I picked it up from the table. The words ‘Papa’ were boldly written on my screen, and my eyes lit up instantly.I had been a worried mess ever since he did not answer my calls nor reply to my text. I immediately answered the call and heard his voice boom through the phone."Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing?"I could not contain my excitement and relief from hearing his voice."Papa! You had me so worried. I called you and sent you a text message, but I got no reply!" I whined.I heard him let out a throaty chuckle. "Ah, that was not fair of me, was it? I have just been a bit busy with work and all."Relief crashed over me instantly. I did not mind if he was busy as long as he was okay."Well, that is fine. I was just worried about you.""Mm, and I am sorry for making you worry so much about me. But how are you? And how is Natasha?"My heart sank at the sound of her

KEIRA’s POVA thrill was running down my spine, and my stomach bubbled with excitement as I linked my fingers with Clint's. The puzzled look he had on his face excited me even more. I could not wait to show him what I had prepared for him.Clint, like an obedient dog, quietly followed me, hand in hand, and we walked up the flight of stairs. I was in a hurry, and so was he. I pulled him all the way to his bedroom door. I spared him a glance, and he had a knowing smirk on his lips."Is this what you had in mind? How naughty of you," He teased as he brushed his lips against the back of my neck."Mmm, not quite," I replied in a soft yet beguiling tone.With my eyes fixed on Clint, I pushed the door open and walked in, my hands never leaving his. Clint slid his hands around my waist, jamming our bodies together like he was desperate to feel my heat against him.I, however, had better plans. I pushed him away from me and folded my arms."You have had a long day. Why don't we take a shower?

KEIRA’s POVI should have known better. I had been lost in the thrill of teasing Clint and I had forgotten one crucial fact, and that was Clint was way stronger than me. Why was I deluded into thinking that the restraints were enough to keep him bound? I had been enjoying the fact that he was listening to my every word like an obedient dog, and now I was going to pay dearly for it.With his large, strong arms around my waist, he held me close to him, pressing my back to his well-toned body."A naughty girl needs to be punished, don't you think?" Clint whispered into my ear, his husky voice shooting a thrill up my spine.His breath caressed my skin, and goosebumps ignited all over my skin. Clint's fingers slipped out of my mouth, and his large hands gripped my neck tightly."Now ride this cock like the dirty slut that you are," Clint commanded.My hips began to move on its own. Not because of his instructions but because I wanted the feel the pleasure that came with having his hot thro

KEIRA’s POVI inserted the key into the hole, and the door to my apartment clicked open. The door swung open with its characteristics creaking noise. I stepped into the passageway, a bit cautiously, for no reason.Maybe it was because I had arrived a bit early. It was a little after 5 am, and I did not want to wake Natasha, who treasured her beauty sleep with a passion.I did not have to leave Clint's house so early, but after my dad told me he was coming to pick me up early to see the therapist, I knew I had to leave on time, even though it hurt that I would not be spending the morning, tangled up in bed with Clint.A sigh escaped my nostrils as I trudged down the passageway and into the living room. My eyes wandered to the noticeable piles of books on the table beside the couch.I walked over to it and I went grim. These were Natasha's textbooks. She must have been up all night reading. Things with Natasha were not getting better and it was also one of the reasons I spent my time at