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As if Jon can read the thoughts in my head, he tilts my chin up so my eyes meet his. "You know I'm always going to take care of you, don't you, baby?"

I nod.

He nods back. "You know that anything I tell you is for your own good, right? Daddy would never steer you wrong."

"Yes," I whisper. "I know."

"Do you know why that it is?" His voice drops a husky note.

My throat tightens, and I swallow. I can't say the words in case I'm wrong, so I don't say anything.

Jon doesn't make me say them. "It's because I love you, sweet girl. I knew it the first moment I laid eyes on you. You're the babydoll I've been looking for my whole life, and now that I've found you, no one is going to take you away from me."

I nod, happiness blooming in my chest. I burrow my face in Jon's muscular chest, overcome.

He simply tightens his arms around me, and I feel him press a kiss against the top of my head.

"I'm tempted to take you home with me right now and never let you go," he rumbles.

My heart does a little flip at the idea of going home with Jon.

But I know I can't do that. I have to take care of things at home first. I have to break off the engagement with James. "If I just disappear, my father will think I've been kidnapped," I point out.

Jon frowns, but he nods before he glances down at me worrisomely. "You have to stay strong, baby. Don't let them bully you into doing anything you don't want to do. Do you want me to come with you?"

I bite my lip. As tempting as it is to have Jon there, I know that his presence will only exacerbate matters. My father will have a fit if he knows that the reason I'm refusing to marry James is because of Jon. My father doesn't even have to know Jon to form judgements about him. The simple fact that he's an honest-working construction worker and not an heir to an empire is enough to condemn him in my father's eyes.

Only someone who will somehow benefit my father and his career goals for me.

That's all I've ever been. Just a pawn to help my father get ahead in this world.

"No, it would only make things more difficult for me," I say after a moment. "I'm going to break it off with James first. Then, I'll tell my father."

Jon nods, but I sense his frustration. "You know I'm here for you if you need me?"

I bite my lip and nod.

Jon's eyes darken and they flash down to where I'm worrying my lip between my teeth. He reaches out and touches my lips, a soft groan escaping him as he does so.

"You better go home before I fling you up against this wall and make you come on my cock again, little girl."

And just like that, I'm soaking wet.

I whimper, but my muscles are already sore as hell from the beating Jon already gave my poor pussy, and as much as I want more, if he fucks me again, I probably won't be able to walk to make it back to the house.

As if it takes every ounce of strength he can muster to do so, Jon steps back from me with a stifled groan.

"I'll meet you here again tomorrow," he confirms. He doesn't pose it as a question, and he doesn't need to.

I nod.

He's my daddy, and I'll do whatever he tells me to do.

CHAPTERSEVEN

Jon

I knewI shouldn't have let her go alone.

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