Page 59 of Zade (Den of Sin)

“Of course, I’ve heard of it but I’ve never been here.”

He whispers in my ear, “You’ll be seeing better than this. I’m going to spoil the fuck out of my gorgeous woman.”

I smile shyly, “This is beautiful, thank you but I don’t need expensive things. I only want you.”

We are interrupted when the hostess steps forward, “Mr. Hamilton, it’s an honor to serve you tonight, please follow me.”

Slut.

I didn’t miss the way she looked at Zade and I don’t like it but I let it go only because I don’t want to ruin tonight. He leans down as we walk, “I’m exactly where I want to be with the most stunning woman in the world. Ignore her. I already have what I want.”

So he did notice her looking at him like she wanted to climb him like a goddamn tree. She waves us to a table with a stunning view, “Mr. Hamilton, please-” Zade interrupts her, “That will be all. Thank you.”

I smile at her dejected expression because I’m a bitch like that. When she walks away, he chuckles, “I sent her away to save her life. My girl is savage.”

Shrugging I say, “Possession is nine-tenths of the law, Counselor. You’re mine and I intend to keep it that way.”

He sighs audibly, “Careful, baby girl. When you talk like that, it makes me want to bend you over the table and fuck you until you’re screaming.”

Zade laughs at my shocked expression as the waiter comes over to our table, “May I get you something to drink?”

He glances at Zade, “Sir?”

Without taking his gaze from me he responds, “Two ice waters, one with lemon the other without.”

The waiter leaves but Zade continues his intense stare, the kind that I can feel in my body, like he’s running his fingers all over my body even though we are separated by a table.

“Zade,” I whisper and he arches an eyebrow, “Is that what you call me now?”

I shake my head, “I’m sorry, I thought you’d prefer that in public.”

Reaching over he strokes the back of my hand lightly, “I’m not ashamed of our relationship. Are you, baby girl?”

“Of course not,” I answer quickly.

He nods, “Good because I am your Daddy. I’ll love you, take care of you, and always put your happiness above my own. Even when punishing you, it’s for your benefit.”

ChapterThirty

ZADE

“If you’re not comfortable with it, you need to tell me. I don’t want you to do anything that doesn’t feel right for you.”

The waiter comes back with our water and sets them in front of us. I nod to him, “She’ll have the Surf and Turf. I will have the Bone-In Ribeye,” he turns to leave, “I’ll get that put in for you right away.”

Amira looks at me with a twinkle in her eyes, “I like it. It feels fitting for us, and let's not forget I started it. You didn’t make me call you Daddy. I promise to tell you if anything makes me feel uncomfortable.”

I take a sip of my water and set it back on the table, “Is there anything you want to experience tonight? Something specific?”

She blushes at my question causing me to chuckle, “According to you, I’m a voyeur so I guess that.”

I nod, “You are and there’s nothing wrong with that. Do you want to watch or be watched?”

Her eyebrow shoots up, “You would let someone watch?”

I groan, “Yes, baby girl, if that’s what you want. I would allow them to watch but never touch.”

She twists her fingers clearly battling herself internally, “I don’t need that, just us is fine.”

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