Chapter 26: My Princess

Adrian’s POV: My Princess

“Daddy”

Lila whispered as she walked into my office. Head tilted, arms tucked behind her back, legs shuffling against each other.

“Come here Princess”

She rushed to me as I took her in my arms. I buried my head int crook of her neck as I breathed in her scent. One whiff of it was enough to make me come back to life.

She was like a Mord Sith who had granted the breath of life to a dying man. I was the dying man as the few days I had spent without her were enough to make me go crazy.

That was why I had forced Nicholas to pressure the director to shoot both of their scenes and allow them come back first.

Thank heavens Nicholas’s influence was efficient in these matters and he had done exactly as I planned.

“Did you miss me Daddy?” She stood on her tiptoes and raised her face to look at me. I noticed she was straining her neck so I lifted her up and wrapped her legs around my waist.

“Is this better?” I asked her as her face came closer to mine.

“Did you miss me Daddy?” She asked again as I smiled.

I missed her to the point that I had sleepless nights. Relieving the moments we spent together to keep myself sane. I missed her to the point that I single handedly drew a hundred and fifty huge portraits of her in different occasions, all in a single day, just to remind myself she was real and not a figment of my imagination.

But she would never find out how much of a goner I was for her.

“Yes. Did you miss Daddy too?” I asked as I walked over to my seat and sat down with her in my lap.

“I missed Daddy so much”

She laid her head on my chest as we both stayed in that comfortable silence. All the times we had been together were purely for the sake of sex since that was how we had started. But this.

This was intimacy on a whole new level. Holding her close to me. This was something I had craved for a long time. And now I finally got it.

I patted her back when I noticed her heavy eyelids.

“Does my Princess want to sleep?”

“Yes. I want to sleep on Daddy’s body”

She rubbed her face around my chest. A gesture that made me laugh.

“Now sleep”

She soon closed her eyes and drifted off to La la land.

And all through the time she was asleep, I was there with her.

Even when Nicholas came to visit, even when the shareholders called for an emergency meeting, even when my new male secretary walked in and dropped the files that needed my signature.

I picked the files one after the other and carefully went through them and signed all.

My Princess must be extremely tired as she refused to stir in her sleep. I held her in my arms till around midnight, when she finally awoke from her sleep.

“Daddy where are we?”

“We are still at the office baby. Do you want to sleep some more.”

“Yes please”

She laid back down on my chest and I finally carried her to my lounge room. Taking out a robe I had gotten for her, I changed her dress and mine. Then finally lay beside her.

I had never slept in my lounge room before, but for her I was willing to do it.

I wondered how many things I had done for the very first time because of her. She was changing me. And I didn’t even mind it one bit.

“Do you want me Daddy?”

She suddenly asked in the quiet office. I didn’t blame her for asking. Our relationship had purely been built on sex and sex alone. It was a clause in our contract.

Our contract. Now that I remember it, we met entirely on an online app. She needed a sponsor, I vowed no one else other than me would have her.

“Rest for now Princess. When you are fully rested, then I will have no reason to hold back.”

“Okay Daddy.”

“Good girl”

“And Daddy, did you fight with anyone recently?”

She peeked up from the duvet and asked, her bunny eyes wide open. She was going to have a hard time falling asleep again.

“Why did you ask baby?”

“You have a faint smell of blood on you. Not on your clothes though. Your body”

“How did you know that?” She’s sharp. And sensitive. And fcking observant. As expected of my woman.

“When I was sleeping on your body. I hope Daddy isn’t mad I brought it up”

I laughed heartily as I heard her words. Mad? I was happy even.

“I had an encounter with someone. But don’t worry. It’s all over”

“You didn’t get hurt, right?” I watched her face mar with worry which sent a huge sense of fulfillment through me. She was worried about me. That feeling was thrilling.

“I didn’t get hurt baby. You should have asked if the other party was alright."

"I only care about Daddy”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. If it’s not Daddy, then it’s not worth caring about”

Unable to hold it in any longer, I claimed her lips as I kissed her roughly. Our tongues fighting for dominance.

Her taste was addicting. Too sweet to ignore. Then I remembered the dazed look I had seen in that buffoon’s eyes when he had mentioned of the lucid dream he had had earlier as he fanatized about my Princess.

The memory fresh in my mind, I bit her on her bottom lip making her gasp.

“I feel like hiding you away. From the rest of the world. Then only I can see you. Can hold you. Touch you”

This was the first time I had confessed a fraction of the feelings I had buried deep in front of her.

I looked up at her as so expected her to cower in fear. But the look I got was surprising. It was almost as if she wanted the same thing.

I just hoped my Princess was as obsessed as I was. That was the only way.

The only way for us to balance out our equation. Two obsessed lovers, who can’t stay away from each other.

“Then do it Daddy”