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The problem with Paige was that she was almost too perfect to be a pawn in the nasty game I had to play. When she’d applied to rent a house from me with her roommate, Fawn, I’d taken one look at the perfect credit score and clear background check and approved her. It wasn’t until a couple of questions arose from her background check that I began to question how much I actually knew about the people living in my house.
I didn’t consider myself to be wildly nosey, although perhaps I was, but it had been quite an accident that I’d discovered who she was, who her father was, and how that impacted me. I’d been researching him when I’d discovered the hidden payments to Paige’s mother. Imagine my surprise to discover that the illegitimate daughter of one of the most powerful men in the city was living in my own house.
And that it was Paige.
I didn’t want to hurt her. Really, I didn’t. Somehow, though, I knew that she wasn’t coming out of this unscathed. She might want to know who her dad was, and she might be excited to find out, but she was going to hate him, and she was going to hate me for ruining her idea of what a dad should be.
Paige probably thought her father was a good man. She probably suspected that he was the kind of guy who wanted to take care of his family, but who had simply been busy working or building a charity or something like that.
None of that was true.
He had used her mother, and then he’d paid her to disappear.
“You look beautiful today,” I told her simply, changing the subject.
“Thanks,” Paige looked down at herself. The hint of a blush crept over her cheeks, reminding me once more of just how damn innocent she really was. Paige always seemed surprised to receive compliments. No matter what I said, it always seemed to catch her off guard. She was a lovely person: beautiful, really. It was strange to me that nobody seemed to acknowledge that.
Nobody ever seemed to help her out, and that bothered me so much more than it should. When I’d spanked her the other day, she had practically melted under my hands. Why hadn’t anyone else ever given her pleasure before? I didn’t love Paige, and she definitely didn’t love me, but it didn’t mean I wouldn’t make her feel good.
I could at least do that for her.
“Did you do what I asked?”
Another blush.
“Paige?”
“What?” She looked up at me, and I was a little surprised to see the fire burning in her eyes. Oh, she knew what I was talking about, and she had some big feelings about it, too.
“Did you wear panties, Paige?”
“I had them on when I got your text,” she said.
Had.
Past tense.
So had she taken them off? Had she been a good girl for me? Paige might like being played with a little bit, but she had to be coaxed. She needed a gentle nudge to let her know that she could do it. She could be sexy. She could be everything.
“And now?” I raised an eyebrow, waiting. I could be patient when it came to her. I’d give her all of the time in the world if she needed it. We had all day. There was no rush.
Amber was downstairs until noon, but then she’d head home and the only people in the building would be the security team. They were wonderful people, though, and they understood discretion. They’d stay out of sight and out of mind unless there was a problem.
Paige fidgeted with her hands. She moved them to her sides and then in front of her. She stepped on one foot a
nd then the other. Finally, I couldn’t take her discomfort any longer.
“Paige, if I reach between your legs, what will I find?”
That got her attention.
“W-W-What?”
“You heard me, Paige. Don’t be coy.”
The time for games had come and gone. It was time for her to make a decision. It was time for her to be a big girl, a good girl.
“I took them off,” she said.
