All Chapters of Daddy’s Little Pet: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

RENEEI shut the door blindly behind me, hands groping in the dim space as I desperately searched for the light switch. I was finally home. After a hectic day of scrubbing tables, serving dishes, and avoiding the hooded stares of leech-looking men, I was now in my home. The little apartment I shared with Nicole. Sighing, I tossed my handbag on the small couch and walked straight to the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and popped the can open, taking a deep sip.With my eyes closed and my thoughts racing, I allowed myself to ask the same question in my head for the umpteenth time since returning from my mini vacation. How was Robert Clarke doing? What was he up to now? Did he miss me as much as I missed him? Did he think about me every night before bed? Did he even touch himself as he thought of me like I did as I thought of him?Every night since I left Miami, I’d pleasured myself with sex toys or my fingers. With every orgasm that coursed through me, I imagine

ROBERTWas I a creep? A weird stalker? An obsessed man in love with a woman who barely knew it?Per se, I wasn’t necessarily a creep, nor was I weird, but I was stalking Renee, and I was madly obsessed with her too.As I watched her get into the cab, her eyes darting about in fright, my chest tightened.I didn’t want her to be afraid of me, and I knew by now she’d know it was me sending the gifts.If she were sharp enough, she’d have recognized my cursive handwriting in the notes I sent to her, and with my R initials engraved at the bottom, I’d surely given myself away.Even though I wanted to be mysterious, I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt, as I didn’t want her lashing out at me when we met again.Smirking, I closed my eyes briefly, my head falling back to the car’s headrest as I thought about how she’d looked today.She was so stunning in her waitress uniform, and my dick twitched remembering that.Luckily for me, the restaurant where she worked was lined with windows,

ROBERT “Excuse me, Mr. Bradley.” I raised a finger, stepping back from the estate manager I was talking to. I walked away, bringing the ringing phone to my ear.“Any news, Natasha?” I queried sharply, not liking that her call interrupted a critical discussion.“Good day to you, sir.”“Good day, Natasha. Now get on with why you called. Is there anything important you want to tell me?” I interjected sharply, not wanting any of my time wasted. Luckily, she got the hint.“No, not at all, sir. I wanted to let you know that I got your mail last night, and I don’t understand what you asked me to do. I mean I—”“What don’t you understand?”“You said I should… As you said, aren’t you coming back to New York in a week?”Ignoring her last question, I said, “I told you to transfer most of the work files to my mail. Compile the list of everything I left, and send them to me. I’ll attend to them here and work at the Orlando office until further notice. Now, do you understand?”“What? I mean, sir.

ROBERT “Good morning, Mr. Clarke.” As I entered the premises, the staff and employees at my Orlando office greeted me enthusiastically. I respectfully responded as I went from the reception to my office, my hands waving with a broad smile.The office set aside for me was roomy and precisely as I liked it. Similar to my office in New York, this one was opulent, with minimalist art hanging from the walls, a large desk with a laptop, and a few other items I needed. The office featured a spare bathroom and changing area, and as I looked around, I reminded myself to ask Mark to fill the wardrobe with some new, crisp clothes.I turned my head away from the changing area and turned to look at the office's beautiful glass doors and balcony. My lips spread into a grin.I always loved to hang out on balconies, because I cherished them so much. Perhaps in the late afternoon while sipping alcohol and gazing at a cityscape or structure. I treasured the activity because it gave me solace. I

ROBERT My smile widened when I heard Renee cough on the other end of the phone. Of course, I'd affected her. She was surprised to hear my voice. Damn! She’d called. My plan had worked, and she’d succumbed to the urge to check in on me via phone just like I’d planned. My whole day was made with just her voice. I'd been busy earlier, glancing through my laptop, when my phone had vibrated with an incoming call. At first, I'd been unsure who the number belonged to, and knowing how I was avoiding Amanda's call, I'd been hesitant to heed the call.But after the second attempt, my subconscious urged me to answer. I swiped the answer button and froze for a second when I heard her minty sultry voice. 'Hello...' was followed by a gasp and murmurs from the background, and it clicked immediately. Renee called. She'd finally called, and my heart lifted with a broad smile appearing on my face. Fuck! This woman! She still had me wrapped around her finger even all these days. It’d been almo