“I like to tease him too,” Hack mock-whispered to her. “I also declare that you have been extremely brave and may choose something from the treasure chest.” He touched the wand to the chest before picking it up and moving it closer to her. She reached up as he opened it and took the first thing she found.
Addie gasped in delight as she saw the ring. It slid perfectly onto her middle right finger and was a pink, sparkly diamond.
So pretty.
“Open it up,” he told her.
She found the little catch and opened it to find a lollipop inside.
Oh goody.
Turning, she showed Cash what she had, and the frown melted off his face as he smiled down at her.
“Good job, little Stowaway,” he told her, running his fingers through her hair. “You’re being such a good girl.”
Was there anything better than a lollipop hidden in a diamond ring and hearing that you were a good girl?
If there was, she wasn’t sure what that was.
40
Addie looked so happy as he led her back into the bedroom after Hack left that he almost didn’t want to remind her about her punishment.
But he wouldn’t be much of a Daddy if he didn’t follow through on promised consequences. At least her throat didn’t seem to be too bad. He’d been concerned that she’d done some permanent damage, but it seemed like it just needed a bit more rest.
Something he was determined that she would get.
He’d asked Ralen to get a few things from LittleLand for him. Ralen had gone to see Titus – his archnemesis.
Most of the guys that worked for Dante were too scared to go up against Ralen, since he was Dante’s cousin.
But not Titus.
Cash wasn’t certain that man had any fear. Why would he, when he was the size of a literal garden shed?
Addie sucked on the lollipop that she had attached to her finger. He couldn’t believe that Hack had told her that she could eat as much ice cream and jello as she liked.
Mind you, a little bit never hurt anyone, and it probably would be nice on her throat. Maybe tonight after dinner, they’d make some ice cream sundaes.
Cash walked her over to the desk that was in one corner of the room and pointed at it. “Sit here, Little Stowaway,” he said. “I’ll get you a pad and pen.”
She frowned up at him and opened her mouth. He tapped her lips.
“No talking.” He set her phone down on the desk. “Remember that you’ve got your punishment. One hundred lines: I will not talk. You’re lucky I’m being lenient and not doubling it.”
Her bottom lip dropped out in a pout, and he thought it might be the cutest thing he’d ever seen in his life. It took all of his willpower not to give in to her, not to back down.
“Sit, Little Stowaway, or do you want a spanking first?”
It was comical how quickly she shook her head, and he had to hide his smile. Staying stern when presented with all this cuteness was very hard work.
He left the bedroom, returning with a pad and pen which he set down in front of her. “Make sure that you write the number for each line, so I can easily check that they are all there. You don’t want to write too many or too few.”
She heaved out a deep breath that was more of a sigh. As she got to work, he took out his phone and sent a message to Ralen to see how he was getting on.
Ralen:Five minutes away. Got what you wanted.
“I’m goingout to see Ralen, Little Stowaway. I expect to see some more lines done when I get back, understand?”
