Problem For Daddy (Please Me, Daddy 6)

“Liza, I want to introduce you to someone. This is a new client of mine, Bruno,” he says, turning to invite him in. “We were discussing a few ideas for arrangements, and we’ve come to an agreement that I find will do us all some good. You will be accompanying Bruno home tonight and will be staying with him for a few weeks. The time has come for you to straighten up, and it’s time to grow up, Liza. The constant disrespect, the constant lip, will not be tolerated under his roof, I can promise you that. I expect you to come back as how I see fit, but I’m betting it’ll only be a week. One week until he’ll be dropping you back off here from all the headaches he’s had to go through.”

Am I supposed to agree? I’m expecte

d to go with this stranger and what, completely turn around? Yeah, I don’t think so.

“You’re shipping me off because I fail to keep my mouth closed when you rattle off your ridiculous demands? That’s what you’re doing, right? I would run away if I could… I would!” I shout at him as I stand by my bed, ready to leave any second as I have my suitcase by the door.

“Take it or leave it, but if you’re staying, it’ll be on my terms. You will not be going out with friends and they are banned from being here until you learn to listen, and without the disrespect in return. You’re eighteen, yes, but you’re far from being an adult. It’s your choice, Liza.”

My father seems serious, but how? He must really want some time away from me and I can’t even blame him considering all we do is argue, which is yet another reason why I need to get the hell out of here.

I still can’t believe this is even a debate…

“I’m eighteen, father. You can’t just treat me like this!” I wail back at him. I don’t care if he doesn’t find me to have grown-up, that still doesn’t change the fact that I’m legally an adult now and I can make my own choices. Right now, my best choice is to go with this brute of a man that appears as if he could crush me whole if I stepped in his way. But hey, anything beats staying here, and given the fact that my friends have ghosted me, this is my best option right now.

“This is my house, and if you don’t want to live here under my rules, then you should leave. You should learn to act more your age, don’t you think?” He shrugs at me before walking out of the room to head back down the hall, slamming his office door shut behind.

I hate my father sometimes, and this easily tops the chart as one of those times.

Now, here stands Bruno; his eyes narrow in on me. He stares at me from the hall, looking as if he’s entertained by the show going on before him.

His dark hair matches his brown eyes that I can’t seem to get my eyes to move away from. He’s nothing short of six-foot, being that he towered over my father by a good foot or so. It looks as though he’s laughing at me by the smirk on his face, and I’d love nothing more than to rid it. This man is probably getting his jollies out of all of this.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s go.” I huff at him, grabbing ahold of my suitcase and walking out the room, not giving a second for conversation to be made.

I catch eye of Bruno slowly following behind me as I head down the hallway.

I don’t even bother to say my goodbyes to my father as I walk past his office.

The nerve of him.

2

BRUNO

I can’t help but stare at this goddess walking in front of me. This is Derek’s daughter? Fuck. Agreeing to this probably wasn’t the best idea on my part.

She’s fucking beautiful. It’s evident how oblivious she is to the effect she has on men. From the way her bright green eyes stared at me, I get the sense she’s naïve and damn well innocent.

If she only had a clue of what I have in mind, she would’ve ran for the hills the second we stepped foot out the front door.

I lead us over to my car parked by the gate, and open the passenger door as Liza goes to slide inside. I loop around the hood, and take seat behind the wheel, as we then make way toward the other side of town to my place. The same place this little one will be staying at for more days than I know what to do with. How the fuck am I supposed to keep my dick under control next to a beauty like her?

One thing I’m certain of, she’ll need to grow up a hell of a lot quicker living under my roof. She may have gotten away with her adolescent attitude with her father, but she’s in for a surprise with me. It won’t take her long to learn the rules and learn just how to please me as needed. I have full confidence in my little one.

The short blue sundress that barely reaches her knees causes my dick to twitch, and I can see her perky, plump breasts poking out from her top, which certainly isn’t helping.

I quickly snap my eyes back up to the road as I remind myself where I’m at, but yet, I’m still getting lost in this girl. I notice Liza’s stare from the corner of my eye. She must’ve noticed me staring as I probably didn’t do too well to hide it.

She has yet to speak a single word. It could be due to catching me check out her flawless body, or maybe she’s just really that angry to be involved in this arrangement… then again, it could be both. Whatever the case, I prop up a conversation to sift the silence.

“So, your father made it clear in this arrangement that you are to work for me now, is that understood? I’ve taken you in for one reason, and one alone.” I clear my throat, knowing damn well there’s not just one simple reason.

“What now, I’m supposed to be your slave until I grow tired and beg you to take me home?” She says, cocking an eyebrow at me as if she’s already starting with her fucking attitude. I’m now considering the begging part to be included in the arrangement.

“If a slave is what you wish to be, then so be it. I have far more plans in mind for you than just being a slave to my needs,” I say intently, though she’s pretty damn close to hitting the nail on the head. She deserves to be treated like the princess she is, but only if she’s earned it from me.

When Derek proposed this arrangement earlier, I was open to a few weeks of Liza under my control, but now, everything has changed. I’m not sure if I can release hold of this little one now that I have her.