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“Because.” He pointed a finger at her. “Practice whenever you want.”
“That’s not an answer.” She pointed out, sliding back onto the piano seat.
“It’s the only one you’re getting.” He stood behind her as she placed her fingers on the keys.
“And your brother?”
“What about him?” He would rather talk about anything else, but she seemed hyper-fixated on the issue.
“Why do you not get along?” She softly began playing.
“We get along fine. He has his part of town and I have mine.”
“That’s not getting along.” She laughed. “My sisters are much older than me, so it’s been like not having sisters. But I still like when they come home to visit. I still enjoy having them around. Because they’re my sisters.” She continued to play. How she could concentrate on the music while holding a conversation baffled him.
“Well.” He rested his hands on her shoulders. “Every family tree has a poisoned apple, and in my tree, it’s me.”
She pulled her fingers from the keys and spun around to face him, knocking his hands away in the process.
“Don’t you mean rotten apple?” She looked up with those big blue eyes of hers, filled with concern.
“No, if you ask him, I’ve been poisoned.” He chuckled.
“Can I ask you a question?” She moved up to her feet, making him take a small step back to give her room.
“Sure, Princess. Ask away.”
“Why does your cousin want Ares?” She tilted her head.
The little brat had been eavesdropping.
“Peter has his reasons.” He hardened his tone. “And those reasons are the same reasons you should be nowhere near him.”
She squished up her lips to the side. “But you aren’t going to tell me what those reasons are?”
Bastian would land his fist into Garrick’s face if he told her.
He pinched her chin between his thumb and forefinger, pushing her head back slightly until his mouth hovered just breath away.
“The only reason you need is Bastian and I said to stay away from him. Understand, Princess?”
She tried to nod. “But...”
“And do you remember what happens to Princesses who are bad girls and do what they aren’t supposed to do?” His cock thickened just thinking about her naked ass being spanked. Bastian had gone softer than he would have, but Garrick had always been the strict one of the two of them.
“I remember,” she whispered, her pupils dilating as she spoke.
“And what happens?” He pushed, enjoying too much the deep blush blossoming on her cheeks. The slight blush from earlier had been sweet; this one rolled his patience thin. “Tell me, Princess. What happens when you’re a naughty girl?”
The tip of her pink tongue poked out between her teeth.
“You’ll do what Bastian did,” she answered almost breathlessly.
“And what was that?” He provoked. The zipper on his slacks bit into his hard cock.
“Spank me.”
“That’s right.” He nodded. “If you do anything to get yourself in trouble, I will pull down your panties, bend you over my knee, and spank you until you beg for mercy. And then, I’ll spank you more.”
