Page 71 of Wicked


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I climb out of bed and walk toward the window, gazing at the surrounding forest. This cabin has been in my family since I was a kid. My parents used to bring me and my sister, Martina, here for vacations. While darkness surrounded our lives, we felt like normal kids having a vacation with their parents when we were here.

I leave her to sleep and quickly shower in the main family bathroom. Once done, I whip up some waffles and bacon and make coffee, hoping the smell will get her out of bed.

The sun is beginning to rise over the lake, which she wouldn’t have seen yesterday in the dark, its orange and pink hues washing over the surface like a magical light show. I want to stay in this cabin with Ella for eternity, as it would make everything easier.

I told Ella I don’t believe in love, which hasn’t changed. She’s my obsession. And I will keep her by my side, but I fear that may not be enough for her.

“Morning,” her sweet voice rings through the room.

I turn around to see her in my shirt, two buttons done up and nothing underneath. A rumble vibrates through my chest. “Morning, angel. You should have more on, or I’ll end up fucking you before you can eat.”

She bites on her bottom lip. “Perhaps I’m hungry for something other than food.”

I clench my jaw and shake my head. “No, you hardly ate any of the dinner last night. You need to eat.” I plate up the bacon and waffles. “Sit down.”

An amused smile tugs at her pretty red lips. “Yes, Daddy.” She sits, and those big sapphire blue eyes stare at me expectantly.

I clench my fists to stop myself from bending her over the kitchen table.

“Eat,” I order, sitting opposite her with my plate.

She picks up her fork and takes a bite of bacon, moaning. “That’s good bacon.”

I pour us some coffee. We eat in silence for a few moments before I finally break it. “We’ve got to take a trip to town. It’s a thirty-minute drive.”

Her throat bobs. “For the morning-after pill?”

I nod in response. “Yes, but you’ll probably want to hold on to it and take it at the end of this weekend.”

Her brow raises.

“As I intend to come inside of you a lot,” I add.

She moans, and her nipples harden against the fabric of my shirt. It makes my cock harder than stone as it tries to punch a hole in my fucking jeans. I rarely wear jeans, but I always dress more casual here. I realize my mistake, as the fabric is less forgiving than my slacks.

I force my eyes away and sip my coffee. “We want to make it to town early as it gets busier later.”

People in the town know me. And I don’t want them asking questions about Ella. Giada and I used to escape up here regularly, and she loved the small-town life, getting to know all the locals. While I have no fucking morals and don’t give a shit that Ella is the daughter of my recently deceased wife, most of society would frown upon it.

“Is it a large town?” Ella asks, sipping her coffee.

I shake my head. “No. Everyone knows everyone.”

“Even you?”

I nod. “A lot of them know me, yes.”

She sucks on her inner cheek. “And do you think they’ll ask questions about us?”

“They’ll probably think you’re my daughter.”

Her nose wrinkles. “How’s this going to work?”

“We don’t need to think about that right now.” I stand and clear our empty plates, dropping them in the sink. “You need to get ready, as there’s no way you’re going to town like that.”

She laughs. “Of course not, but I thought we might have time to have fun first.”

I groan and clutch the side of the kitchen counter. “When we get back, I’m going to fuck you for the rest of the weekend, but I want to get to town and back early.” I glance at her. “So be a good girl and do as I say. Get ready.”

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