Daddy’s Little Pet

ROBERT

I knew I’d won the game Renee started the moment I locked eyes with her, and her lips parted open in shock.

Brown eyes met mine, her lashes fluttered, and her whole body trembled. I could see the movement from where I sat.

Her cheeks were flushed crimson red, and with her throat bobbinging beautifully, she had her hand on the counter she was standing near.

I could hear some voices around me and the approaching footsteps of some waitresses, but I didn’t give them a second glance because my entire focus was on Renee-my naughty, shy girl.

My eyes twinkled, I winked, and with the smirk widening on my lips, she immediately bowed her head as if she’d seen something shocking.

Of course, she couldn’t hold my gaze. I’m sure my coming to her workplace surprised her. She wouldn’t have expected me to follow through on my promise.

This would teach her not to taunt or play games with me in the future.

After glancing around the restaurant, I returned my gaze to her small dainty frame and began to assess how she looked in her black and white waitress uniform.

The simple dress nicely accentuated her feminine curves, and my breath hitched in my chest for an entirely different reason.

Even though I didn’t like her working as a waitress or that she got to serve leech-looking men instead of just me, I couldn’t deny that the waitress look suited her.

She looked like a sexy servant, and for a split second, I imagined fucking her while she was wearing her work uniform and spraying bits of cum all over the dark fabric while she screamed.

My dick twitched at the illicit thoughts assaulting my senses and I remembered that the photos of her half-naked in that same uniform were on my phone.

Admiring the uniform while still shaking my head, I clicked my tongue as I tried to eliminate the illicit thoughts assaulting my senses.

She’d tied a little red bow to the side of her right shoulder. Looking at her face, I noticed she’d packed her strawberry blonde curls into a rough but sexy updo atop her head.

Even when distressed, she looked so fucking beautiful it made my already shredded heart ache.

“Good day, sir. Do you want to make a private reservation or…”

When I heard one of the waitress’s voices, I dragged my gaze away from Renee and back to the bubbly ladies in front of me with the initial smile on my face quickly turning into a frown.

I didn’t respond at first because the woman appeared to be reading an order, and I returned my gaze to Renee, who was now staring at me again.

Her hands raised and eyes blinking, she appeared to want to ask me something, even though she knew I wouldn’t hear her.

That was probably why her hands were raised so that she could communicate effectively with me, but I wouldn’t oblige her.

As her mouth opened, I averted my gaze and asked the waitresses, “Where’s your boss?”

“Huh? Sir?”

“Where is your manager?” Sitting properly on the chair, I repeated my question with a small smile.

“Oh, would you like to see her?”

“I would, indeed. Tell her Mr. Robert Clarke has arrived to see her. Show her this.” I said, my hand outstretched with one of my customized business cards.

“Alright.” The bubbly dark-haired woman said as she hurried out of my presence, carrying her tray, and leaving me with the other waitress.

“Would you care for a drink, sir? You don’t appear to be ordering anything and…”

“Yes, please. A glass of sparkling mineral water will suffice.”

“Is that all? No juice or wine? Our nice drink collection includes everything from expensive cocktail juices to prized wine b-”

“Just the water, miss.” I interrupted, already irritated.

She nodded, and without further ado, she walked to the counter, where Renee was still standing.

Her eyes were still focused on me, and this time she had a mischievous expression on her face that had my brows rising.

Before I could say anything, she moved, walking toward me.

I smirked, knowing what she was about to do and what she would undoubtedly say.

She’d probably apologize for what she’d done earlier and try to get me to leave, but I’d refuse.

Renee had no idea what lay ahead of her, and-

“Renee, I see you’re taking care of the new customers. Please give them a special 25% discount on their orders and free desserts, okay?”

A loud feminine voice echoed through the busy building, and my brows quirked as I looked past Renee to spot the woman.

It was Mrs. Andrew, the restaurant manager. My grin widened for the umpteenth time when I saw her.

Renee who’d already stopped walking, then started backtracking because she had to obey her boss, and I couldn’t be happier about the timely intervention.

I didn’t want Renee to question my presence.

Instead, when I finished what I was planning, I’d walk over to where she was standing and drag her out in a flash.

Still deep in thought, the manager approached me, and I stood up from my seat to greet the smiling middle-aged woman.

“Good day, Mr. Robert. It’s great to see you here again. How have things been going for you?” The woman asked, stretching her well-manicured hand for a handshake, which I politely accepted.

This wasn’t my first visit, and I was well acquainted with Mrs. Andrew, though Renee had no idea.

Before Renee started working here, I’d had my eye on this building. It was listed on the real estate market a few years ago, and now that I thought about it, I had some regrets about not making the purchase.

If I’d known the love of my life would be working here, I wouldn’t have hesitated to get the property.

But, oh well…

“Mrs. Andrew. It’s a pleasure to see you too. I’ve been doing well, and you?”

“Same. How’s business?” She asked, and we exchanged minor pleasantries for a few minutes before she finally got down to business.

“You asked for me. Is there anything, in particular, you’d like to order? I see you’ve only asked for mineral water….” She stated, spreading her hands around. “Don’t you want something different? I’ll-”

“Yes, I do need something.” I interrupted with a smirk. “I’ve come to request for something here.”

“Yes, what is it? Be assured that we have everything necessary to satisfy your appetite, and when you’re finished, you’ll definitely want more. Though this restaurant is not yet a five-star establishment, believe me when I say we provide the best.”

“Of course… of course…” I muttered, then took a step forward, laughing heartily, and whispered in the woman’s ear, “I’m here to pluck a flower from your garden.”

“Huh?”

“I need to take Miss Renee somewhere, and she won’t return today. So, could you manage without her for the day?”

I stepped back to observe her reaction, and her eyes widened at my strange request.

I didn’t want to publicize that Renee and I were in a serious relationship and that she was my girlfriend because I knew Renee wouldn’t want that.

So I had to be more deliberate with my words. If Mrs. Andrew understood my underlying meaning, then great, but if not, oh well…

“You certainly can.” Mrs. Andrew said after a moment, her eyes brightening, and I instantly smiled.

She understood. What a wise woman!

“I’ll cover any expense this might incur, and you don’t have to worry about paying for her shift today. Here…” I mumbled as I reached into my pocket and pulled out a large bundle of dollar bills, “This should cover anything. She’ll be back tomorrow, I assure you.”

“Wow! Alright!” Mrs. Andrew exclaimed, her eyes bulging, and her jaw dropped in surprise.

She quickly took the cash. “Should I send her to meet you here, or will you-”

“You can leave that to me.” I cut in again and finished with a smirk, “It’s nice doing business with you.”

“Same here.” She winked and proceeded to take her leave, with the waitress behind her following closely.

As I watched them leave, I began to look around the building for Renee, and I immediately saw her. Her eyes were glued to the table where I’d dropped a bundle of notes.

Slowly she looked up, and our eyes locked.

“What did you just do?” She mouthed, her lips dropping further when she noticed I was approaching her.

I could hear murmurs from the staffs around me, but I didn’t care.

I had only one goal: to drag Renee out of this freaking restaurant.

“Robert…” She called out almost inaudibly as I came to a halt before her, and I smirked darkly.

“Hello, baby girl.”

I’d already shot out my hand, reaching for hers and pulling her toward me before she could respond.

“What are you doing, Robert?” She muttered as I dragged her outside, drawing stares. But I didn’t care.

Her freed left hand fought desperately, hitting and protesting for me to let her go, but I wouldn’t.

She’d asked for this, and she was going to pay.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

“Robert… Robert let go… How can you drag me out like that? I’m going to lose my job. I’ll-”

“You will not lose your job. I’ve alreadytalked to your boss.” I said with a chuckle as we walked out the restaurant’s glass doors.

“How come you did that? I…”

“Fuck! The media. The paparazzi…” I cursed when I noticed a group of women stationed outside the restaurant, their eyes fixed on me.

They were holding cameras, and it didn’t take me long to figure out who they were.

Reporters. The freaking paparazzi.

Despite my efforts to keep a low profile these past few days, they must have caught wind of my arrival in Orlando. At the thought, I hissed inwardly, my hands reaching out to cover Renee as I continued to drag her away.

Usually, I wouldn’t have cared about their flashy cameras because I was used to them, but I was with Renee, and she was the last person I wanted exposed to the media in any way.

“What are you saying about the paparazzi?” Renee began to ask, her steps slowing as she continued to hit my hands, trying to break free from my grip.

I became infuriated between the paparazzi and Renee’s endless stream of questions.

Abruptly I maneuvered and hurling her over my shoulders; I began walking hurriedly toward my car, which was parked in a safe spot opposite the restaurant.

The reporters followed me with their cameras, yelling, “Mr. Clarke, Mr. Clarke! We only recently learned of your arrival in Orlando. How is…”

I continued walking, ignoring the questions and grateful Renee hadn’t noticed them. She was occupied with her futile escape attempt and soon I arrived at my parked BMW.

I opened the car and tossed her in the passenger seat before slamming it shut shut and walking to the other side. When I got in, I found an enraged Renee staring, shooting daggers from her eyes, but the fire in her fiery brown orbs only enhanced her beauty, and I chuckled.

“What are you up to, Robert?”

“I’m going to punish you, baby girl, for teasing me and sending those pictures.”

“But, I was only-”

Ignoring her, I started the car’s ignition and instructed her to buckle her seat belt. I drove away, her voice fading in my ears.

She kept on protesting, but I didn’t pay her any heed. She had no idea what was in store for her. At all.