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I place my hands on my waist. "I'm not his son." This comes out way snappier than I intended. "I'm his boy, ma'am."
Daddy places his hand on my lower back. "Be kind." He turns to Sarah. "This is my partner. He's had a few rough years, but we're heading to a wedding next weekend—it's actually in my backyard—and I want him to wear the best tuxedo money can buy."
Sarah takes a step back. "I apologize for my frankness. Yes, I'll assist you with whatever you need."
"Thank you."
Sarah turns to me. "Let's head to the fitting room. I'll bring you tuxedos to try on."
I turn to Benedetto. "Will you change with me?" I fight off the uncomfortable sensations in my chest. "I don't want to be alone."
I sound helpless, but I can't control myself. This public location is giving me anxiety. A scary man could jump out from behind a rack of expensive purses and take me.
Benedetto cups my cheek. "Of course I'll accompany you to the changing room." He brings my hand to his holster. "I also have my Glock with me, boy. I'll pop a bullet in anyone's face who tries to hurt you."
I force myself to blow out a breath as I stare into Benedetto's eyes. He must've sensed I was nervous.
"I assure you it's perfectly safe here." Sarah smiles. "I'll be with you in a moment."
Benedetto wraps his arm around my shoulders and ushers me into the changing room. After opening the door, he wastes no time in pulling me on his lap.
"Boy." His voice is stern as he secures me with his left hand.
Uh oh.
I gulp, pretty sure I already did something wrong. "Yes, Daddy?"
"You know I'd never bring you anywhere where you're in danger, right?" His eyes bore into mine as he pats my thigh, then smooths out my schoolboy shorts. "Daddy would never do that to you?"
I nod. "I know, Daddy." I stare at the floor. "I just... got nervous for a split second. It won't happen again."
Benedetto pulls his Glock out of his pocket. "I bring this with me wherever I go. Before I met you, it was for my protection. Now, I keep it with me for you. I swear I'll murder anyone who looks at you the wrong way. I wasn't lying in the park, boy."
I stare at the Glock. "Where did you get that gun?"
"That's a conversation for another day." Benedetto turns his eyes away from me. "But it's for your protection. You never have to worry about Daddy bringing you somewhere where you'll be in danger. And if danger arrives, Daddy will keep you safe."
I blow out a breath. "Sarah threw me off with her assumptions. I didn't expect her to think I was your son."
Benedetto kisses my cheek. "Sarah is a family friend. She secured this entire store for us so no one could enter. She must've thought you were important enough to be my family."
A wave of embarrassment washes over me. I stare into Benedetto's eyes, trying to see if he's telling the truth. My bullshit meter doesn't detect any lies, so I wrap my arms around his neck.
"I hope I wasn't rude." I squeeze him tight by way of asking for forgiveness. "I'll apologize if I was."
"Sarah is used to wealthy millionaires screaming at her all day." Benedetto cups my ass. "You did nothing wrong. But if you feel bad, you can say sorry when she comes back. She's only trying to help."
I lean in and rub my lips against Benedetto's. He threads his fingers through my hair, then pulls me even closer to him. He crushes his lips to mine, softly and tenderly, then more possessively.
"Fuck, boy." He sluices his hand between my legs, then cups my dick, which is already hard again. "You're gonna make Daddy do something he'll regret in the Louis Vuitton dressing room."
I fist Benedetto's dick through his suit pants, then wriggle on his lap. "Does Daddy like it when I give him secret kisses in Louis Vuitton?"
Benedetto's breath is ragged as he snakes his hand up my shorts. "It's very naughty, boy. You'll get a spanking."
I quiver on his lap. "That wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, Daddy."
I lick his cheek. My captors spanked me roughly in the warehouse, and it made me sad inside. But Daddy’s discipline will be perfect. It’ll feel so good… like he possesses me.
