She heads for the kitchen first. Looking for a weapon, maybe?
As if that could save her. There’s nothing in that room I wouldn’t happily fuck her with if she tried to use it against me. Those deepest, darkest parts of me almost hope she pulls a knife on me, just so I can show her the true depths of my depravity.
But she changes course at the last second, and I find my curiosity piqued. It isn’t easy for anyone to surprise me these days, but Natalie does so with enough regularity to make her interesting.
Following her, I turn the corner into the dining room—and stop.
She’s gone.
“Where are you, little kitten?” I murmur to myself as I scan the darkened room for any hint of her. Keeping myself still, I again tilt my head, listening for a sound, a breath, a whimper.Anything that might tell me where my naughty Little girl is hiding.
There. To my left. A hitch of her breath before she tries to smother it.
God, her fear is so delicious. It lingers in the air, so potent I can taste it.
Turning slowly, I catch sight of her just as she bolts from her hiding space in an empty cabinet of the buffet and heads for the entryway again.
She leads me on a merry chase through the halls, the living room, the parlor, and a few smaller rooms I have no use for other than giving her a place to hide. And every time I’m just about to catch her, she slips free and runs again.
I haven’t felt soalivein years.
Finally, I manage to corner her in the library. It’s unlucky for her that there’s only the one obvious way in and out of this particular room. There is another, but it’s rather well-hidden. I expect she’ll find it eventually, curious little thing that she is, but for now she’s trapped.
And she is mine.
“Naughty, naughty little kitten.” With the doors closed and locked behind me, I advance on her, slowly enough for her to have time to look frantically around the room and realize there is no escape. “You’ve certainly earned yourself quite a punishment, Natalie Quinn. Let’s see… Sneaking out of bed. Swearing. Lying to Daddy. Running from Daddy. Yes, I think I’ll need to make an impression with this one.”
To my utter delight and shock she flashes me a grin. “Or we could just call this a learning opportunity? After all, I am so veryLittleand this is all very new. There’s bound to be a learning curve.”
“Of course.” The words are a low purr, and my heart leaps at the relief that flashes across her beautiful face. “And Little girls learn best with sore bottoms.”
“That isnotwhat I meant!”
“Oh, I know.” Just as in the office, with every step I take forward, she takes one back in retreat. “You thought you could sweet-talk your way out of a punishment. But how will you ever learn to be my good little kitten if I let you get away with such behavior?”
“Ummm… you catch more flies with honey than vinegar?”
“I’m not interested in flies. I’m far more interested in how to catch nosy little kittens who go snooping around Daddy’s office.”
Some of the color drains from her face as she bumps into a bookcase. Her eyes dart from side to side, but this time when she bolts, I lunge sideways to catch her. As much as I love the chase, it’s time to teach my naughty girl a lesson she won’t soon forget.
Natalie
Fear pumps through my veins, making my heart race and my skin prickle as his arms wrap tightly around me. “C-Can’t we talk about this? Please?”
“What would you like to talk about?” His voice is deceptively calm, deceptively breezy.
“Why you shouldn’t spank me?”
“Ah. Well, I have good news for you, kitten. I have no intention of spanking you.”
Relief floods my system, so strong it leaves me weak and limp in its wake. “You don’t?”
“No. I have something far more interesting planned for your naughty bottom tonight.”
Well, that didn’t last long. The fear comes rushing back, and the whiplash from one emotion to the other leaves me feeling dizzy as Evander carries me over to an armchair. “I changed my mind. I’d rather have the spanking.”
“I’m sure you would.” He doesn’t sound angry, which should be a relief. After all, what could be worse than a furious mob boss hellbent on teaching you a lesson?
