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Prologue
Liam looked up from where he was seated behind his desk, his breath catching in his throat. Though she was an adult of twenty-four, today, standing with her fingers twisting in her plaid skirt, her feet shifting, her body trembling slightly, she looked absolutely perfect in the role of a naughty schoolgirl. Giving her a nod, he heard her clearing her throat.
“You wanted to see me, Daddy?”
“Yes, sit down, Elena,” Liam said, gesturing to a chair.
Keeping her eyes on his, she walked to sink down onto the straight-back chair, primly crossing her ankles and folding her hands in her lap. Taking another deep breath, she looked up at her daddy.
“What do you have to say for yourself, little girl?” He loved the flush that immediately colored her cheeks.
“I-I can explain—”
“Can you?” he asked, his eyebrow lifting in a way that he knew had her tummy doing flips. “Well, by all means, Elena, please, explain.”
Elena squirmed and then froze when she saw his lips twitch. His hand lifted, gesturing toward her.
“I’m waiting, young lady.”
Her eyes were locked on his hand, and he had to bite back a grin. It was obvious that she understood that she’d soon feel his hand being applied to her behind—her bare behind. All coherent thought seemed to disappear as she only stammered.
“Um… um…”
“No? You have no explanation?” Liam said.
Auburn pigtails swayed as she shook her head.
“So you admit that you had to go see Principal Jenkins today?”
“Ye… yes.”
“Yes?”
His sharp tone had her jumping a bit in her chair.
“I mean yes, sir.”
“And today’s little trip to his office wasn’t the first one this week, was it?”
“Um… no, sir.”
“In fact, this was the third time this week you were sent to the principal’s office, wasn’t it?”
He saw her emerald green eyes widen and could guess she was most likely thinking that his declaration sounded bad… really bad.
“Yes, sir. I’m sorry, sir.”
“Oh, I’m sure you are. And do you know why I’m so sure?”
Elena’s eyes remained on his as he stood and walked around the desk. “No, sir.”
Liam leaned against the desk and unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt. As he began to roll it up, she squirmed and pressed her hands against her tummy, which was most likely doing somersaults by now.
“Because I’ve found that when my little girl knows that she has been naughty, knows that her daddy knows she’s been naughty, she becomes very, very apologetic. But sweet apologies aren’t enough are they, Elena?”
“No… no, sir.”
“That’s right. Daddy needs to remind you that when you are naughty, when you don’t do your assignments, when you whisper with your friends instead of listening to your teacher, there are consequences, doesn’t he?” His sleeve was now above his elbow, his forearm bare and he heard her soft gasp as he flexed his hand.
