All Chapters of Daddy’s Little Pet: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ROBERT"Where are you taking me?" Renee asked for the millionth time since I picked her up from her apartment building. "It's a surprise, love." I told her with a sly grin, sneaking a brief glimpse at her in my car's passenger seat. Sporting a ponytail, Renee was dressed in a comfy pair of trousers, a tank top, and tennis shoes with holes along the borders and laces that could easily be ripped off. She looked adorable. Wrinkled brows accented her rosy skin and pink cheeks as she pouted at me. “You're being secretive, Robert. You know how much I despise that." "Secretive?" I repeated, and she nodded. "Darling, I'm not keeping anything from you.""Of course you are. If you weren't, you'd have told me everything about your talk with Nicole when you came to pick me up." Her voice dropped an octave, becoming more accusatory, and I couldn't stop the laughter bubbling out of my chest.I reached over the center console and took her hand in mine, bringing her knuckles to my lips and kissin

RENEEI awoke with a start, disoriented and unsure of my surroundings. The last thing I remembered was warm, masculine hands gently stroking my hair until I fell asleep. And then it all came rushing back—the surprise trip and the thrilling ride to Robert's cabin in Aspen, as I'd later discovered.Last night was a blur, but I remembered the incredible ride. I got to just be with Robert, and small talk with the love of my life. A cheesy grin spread across my face at the memory. When we arrived at the luxury cabin, he showed me around briefly—saving the rest for morning, before taking me straight to the bedroom, where I fell asleep immediately. With the sun shining brightly through the windows and into my eyes, I stretched out my limbs, groaning as my joints popped. I whispered Robert's name and looked at his side of the bed. It was empty, and I blinked, perplexed. Last night, I distinctly remembered Robert caressing my brow and kissing my forehead before lying beside me. He'd wrapped

RENEEIt had been four days since I arrived in Aspen—four blissful days since Robert had whisked me away on a private plane to the luxurious cabin he owned. A beautiful recap? So, the day after we arrived, he was mostly involved in work-related activities while I was out and about in the city. On the second, however, we spent meaningful time together. The next day, he took me to a car racing event, which I thoroughly enjoyed. Then, we had lunch at a prominent Italian restaurant. When we returned to the cabin, Robert took me on a long romantic walk over the cabin grounds before taking me to the bedroom, where he passionately made love to me for hours. And I loved every minute of it. I could still feel his body against mine, his firm, warm hands grabbing my hips as he pushed into my feminine warmth. The sensation of him between my thighs and being entirely consumed by him would always be etched into my brain. Being with Robert constantly altered my brain chemistry. It was nothing new.

Envy is the cowardly side of Hate, and all her ways are bleak and desolate. ~ Henry Abbey.~•~AMANDA I was listening to a crime podcast about a woman who committed suicide in her toilet with an acid bath. The only thing that kept her from dying on impact was a tiny piece of metal that had embedded itself into her skin, preventing the chemical from spreading — it sounded absurd that something as insignificant as a metallic piece could delay her death for a few seconds. But this was a crime story. That tidbit was probably fabricated to make the story more twisted and dramatic. The show was a popular one called Serial. I'd become accustomed to hearing the voices of detectives and crime fans debating unsolved murders. It was the type of show where one might listen to everything from common facts to conspiracy theories and deep evil secrets, ranging from drug overdoses to random acts of violence, such as serial killer cases and accidents. Each one appealed to my dark side and entertaine

ROBERT "I'm glad you had a good time, Renee. It has been a joy to host you.""Thank you so much for everything. This was incredible." Renee responded in kind I watched her eyes flit over my shoulder when she finished her last sentence.Her shoulders stooped slightly, indicating she wasn't only talking about Mrs. Herbert's hospitality. She meant more with her comments, which were directed at me. I knew it, and as my gaze remained fixed on her and the frail older woman sweetly holding her, I c ouldn't stop the smile from dancing about my lips. Of course, she'd had a fantastic time here thanks to me, and my grin deepened just thinking about it. It hadn't been difficult persuading the staff to make this cabin extra special for our first romantic holiday, and Mrs. Herbert had been the ideal company for Renee whenever I was away. The previous several days had been nothing short of a frenzy of activity and absolute heaven with the love of my life. If I could turn back time, I would. I wi