Page 57 of Zade (Den of Sin)

She settles against my chest and sighs contentedly as I climb the stairs and go into the ensuite bathroom in my bedroom. I set her on the counter, “Don’t move.”

Amira watches me while I fill the oversized claw tub with water and mango-scented bath oil. Once the water is where I want it and the right temperature I turn it off and go back over to her.

“Arms up,” grabbing the hem of the t-shirt she’s wearing, I pull it over her head and throw it on top of the hamper.

It takes everything in me to not take her pretty little nipples into my mouth but I fight it. This isn’t about my sexual gratification. It’s about taking care of her and making her feel as important as she is. I kiss her slowly before backing away, “You’re stunning, baby girl.”

She smiles softly, “Thank you, Daddy.”

Lifting her into my arms I carry her over to the tub and gently immerse her in the water before kneeling beside the bath. I grab the body wash and cleanse her body while she watches me like I hung the goddamn moon. I never expected to feel like this about any woman let alone my former step-daughter. It might be fucked up and wrong to most people. For me, I can’t fucking imagine trying to live without her. Maybe that’s why I fought it. Perhaps subconsciously I knew I’d fall madly in love with her.

I snap out of my thoughts when I realize she said something but I didn’t hear a word.

“Where were you?”

Winking at her I say, “Thanking whoever is responsible for me being lucky enough to have you.”

She grins, “I was asking if you were going to take me to Den of Sin.”

I nod as I finish washing her back, “If you want to go yes, I will take you. However, not until you tell me if any of the bold items on the list were a problem for you.”

“The bold items are fine to at least try.”

“In that case, I’ll take you tomorrow. While I’m at work I want you to move your things into our bedroom. You will sleep with me every night, I don’t want to be away from you anymore. Someone will deliver the outfit I expect you to be wearing when I get home. You are not to wear anything that isn’t provided. Be sure to be ready when I arrive at six. We will have dinner before we go to the club.”

“Is there something specific you’d like me to make for you?”

I shake my head, “You’re so fucking perfect. No, I’m taking my girl out on a date before I completely defile her.”

ChapterTwenty-Nine

AMIRA

Sleeping in Zade’s arms all night long was pure bliss. Although, his getting out of bed at four in the morning to go for a run before starting his day was disappointing. At least now I have an answer as to why his body looks like it does. We didn’t have sex last night which surprised me but he said I’d need the rest to prepare for tonight. I can hardly wait. I’m sitting in the dining room having a salad for lunch when the doorbell rings. He said the clothing would arrive after three so I’m surprised but I got up and went to the door. I opened it to a young man standing in front of me, “Amira?”

“That’s me,” he hands me a massive bouquet of red roses, I smile, “Thank you.”

I take them inside and place them on the dining room table. They are the biggest and most vibrant flowers I think I’ve seen.

Opening the card, I take a deep breath, overcome with emotion.

Baby Girl,

Tonight is the first night of many. I plan to spoil you the way you deserve. Please be a good girl and wear everything I purchased for you. Nothing more. Nothing less. Enjoy the roses. They are a small token of my feelings for you. Thanks to you I now hate my job because you’re not here. I love you.

~ Daddy

I inhale the scent of twenty-four gorgeous roses, yes I counted them, and smile. Nobody has ever made me feel like I mattered, only Zade. He is always concerned about not only how I feel but my well-being. Last night he spent hours holding me, caressing me, telling me how beautiful I was all while expecting nothing in return. His love is unselfish. Not everybody can say that about the person they’re with.

The time clicks by ever so slowly like it always seems to when you’re excited about something. I’m eager to experience the sex club with him but I’m just wanting to see him. I didn’t like it when he got out of bed. I liked it even less when he left for the day. The doorbell rings at exactly three on the dot and I open the door and take all the bags from a lady. “So many bags,” I laugh. She smiles brightly, “Mr. Hamilton said it was a special evening.”

“It is. Thank you.”

I go back inside and take everything up toourbedroom and set the bags on the bed. I open the box that I assume has a dress. Gasping, I pull out the sexiest black cocktail dress I have ever seen. This is the nicest dress I’ve ever owned. After hanging it up so it doesn’t get wrinkled, I move to the next bag. Opening it with the excitement of Christmas day, I reveal a diamond teardrop necklace, and matching teardrop diamond earrings. They are breathtaking. Next is the dirtiest lingerie I have ever worn. The black sheer bra opens at the top exposing the breast. It has matching crotchless panties and a garter belt with matching fishnet stockings. Of course, Zade forgot nothing so in the bag is also a pair of black stilettos. At first, I assume that’s everything until I hear movement when I pick up one of the bags to throw it away. I look inside and find twelve hairpins with gems that look like diamonds on the end. I guess that settles how I’ll wear my hair tonight.

I grab my phone and text him.

Me:Thank you. This was all unnecessary but I love everything.

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