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When the line went quiet, she assumed he’d hung up and nearly did the same before he spoke again. “Liv.”
“Yes?”
“You know I’d rather cut off my own arm than ever truly hurt you, right?”
She smiled, the first genuine smile of her day. “I do.”
“Okay.” His voice sounded strained, and she wondered if he was feeling as awful about how this morning had gone down as she was. “Be good, Livvy.”
“Yes, Sir.”
It wasn’t nearly enough to completely erase the guilt eating at her, but it helped. Enough that she was able to get back to work, and actually be productive.
But even so, her mind raced with thoughts of what her punishment might entail once she got home. If James had ever been this angry with her, she couldn’t remember when.
Regardless of the details, one thing was certain. Tonight, she was going to be a very sore, very sorry little girl.
Chapter14
Putting on her best realtor smile, Olivia joined her clients in the kitchen of the charming townhome they’d been touring for the past half hour. “So, what do you think?”
“We love it. These floors are stunning, and the natural light just gives it such an open feeling,” Maria Alvarez gushed, her gaze traveling the open space as she spoke.
Robert, her husband, frowned slightly. Olivia imagined he thought he had a great poker face, but there was no mistaking the excitement in his eyes. “It’s a great house. But I’m not sure about the price.”
Olivia fought hard not to roll her eyes. The home was well within their budget, and reasonably priced for the area. Especially considering the recent upgrades, such as the gorgeous hardwood floors his wife was head over heels for.
“Well, we can make a lower offer, but keep in mind if we go too low, someone may swoop in and snatch it from under our noses. Especially in this market,” she explained, not surprised in the least when Robert’s face fell.
“What would you suggest?” he asked.
“All things considered, I wouldn’t go more than five under the asking price. Even that is pushing it, if I’m being honest.”
“Oh, Bobby.” Maria rolled her eyes and swatted her husband on the arm. “Stop being such a tightwad. It’s perfectly move-in ready, right down to the color of the paint on the walls. And well within our budget as it is.”
‘Bobby’ had the grace to look sheepish. “That’s true.” Looking over at Maria, who nodded her head excitedly, he blew out a nervous breath. “Okay. Let’s do it. Let’s put an offer in.”
“Excellent!” Resisting the urge to do a victory dance, Olivia held out a hand to shake on the deal. “I’ll draw up the paperwork and have it sent to Allison this evening. I should have an answer for you by morning at the latest.”
With her excited clients on their way, she locked up and headed to her car. Since it was her last showing of the day, she hit the button to dial her husband’s number, her heart racing with a familiar combination of fear and anticipation.
“All done for the day?”
His voice was lower than usual, and the tone sent a thrill down her spine. She’d been on edge, ready to hear that voice all day, and she slipped effortlessly into her role as his naughty little girl. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. You are to go straight home and change into your pajamas. When I get home, I expect to find you in the corner, with your bottom bare, holding your hairbrush.”
A whimper escaped before she could stop it. “Anything else?”
“You might want to use your time in the corner to think about the consequences of disobeying your Daddy, and how differently this day could have gone if you’d followed the rules I gave you last night.”
Tears blurred her vision as the guilt that had been sitting like a rock in her stomach all day grew even heavier. “Yes, Daddy,” she whispered.
“That’s my good girl. I’ll see you in a bit.”
He ended the call, and she took a couple of deep breaths to try to tame her wild emotions. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d fucked up this bad. It was going to be a long night.
The drive home was mostly a blur. All too soon, she found herself in their driveway. Bracing herself for what was to come, she parked the car, gathered her bags, and headed inside. Tears stung her eyes at the empty space where her beautiful honeymoon vase had been, and she had to force herself to drop her bags off in her office so she could begin her trek up the stairs.
