A BABY FOR HER BILLIONAIRE SUGAR DAD by Blaqueapple

Chapter 10

MARCO

There’s something about this little girl that appeals to me…something that makes me want to lose my prized control.

I have never acted on impulse for the past thirty years of my life, but then again, I have never wanted any human being in the world the way I want Lily Carson.

Those innocent gray eyes hide a million secrets and a thousand pains. I feel a savage twinge in my heart each time I want to hurt her, but I cannot seem to stop myself.

She calls to my darkness. She ignites the Italian demon I tried so hard to hide after five

years ago.

The urge to hurt her is an open, burning wound. I cannot seem to control the pain.

The urge to spread her n*ked and thrust into her quivering, tight pus sy until she’s screaming my name is too strong, which is why I tend to stay as far away from her as possible.

She’s like a drug…an addictive drug.

I’m not supposed to feel the delicious thrill of her wet, n*ked b*dy sliding against me right now, but once again, Lily Carson makes me lose my mind.

I will punish her for that night at the bar. I just hope I will be able to walk. looking back after that.

away without

LILY

My shriek fills the bathroom as Marco wraps his large hand around my left breast and squeezes lightly.

“What the hell are you doing, you ba st ard?”

“Nothing, cara. I’m about to give you a bath.” He’s so calm, so confident. That makes me even angrier.

“So your

He nods.

definition of a punishment is to bathe me?” I ask incredulously.

“I know you cannot stand it when I touch you, which is exactly what I want to do.”

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Without waiting for any other complaints, Marco picks up the bathing gel and proceeds. to soap me up all over again. I bite my l*ps and shut my eyes as his fingers glide. expertly across my aching n*pples and heated b*dy.

Jolts of electricity climb up my spine when I feel his hot breath against the back of my

n*eck. I am currently pressed tightly against him, my back to his front.

I feel something poke my thigh and my eyes widen when I realize that it’s probably his co ck… his thick, erect co ck.

When it’s time to wash my pus sy, I try to escape his grip but that only makes him hold on tighter.

“Stop this.” I squeal. “Surely you do not want to…” I stop halfway, my cheeks reddening. with an embarrassed blush.

I feel his hot l*ps against my ear and jump in surprise.

“My fingers will touch every part of you, my pet. I want to explore all there is to explore before I send you out there.”

His words are like a heated prayer against my n*eck. I shut my eyes, trying to fight against the sudden influx of forbidden pleasure.

When one of his fingers brush lightly against my cli t, I come to the realisation that I will be a gone woman if I let this man touch me there.

Without thinking, I lash out. I shoot out my elbow and it connects harshly with the hard ridge of his stomach. Surprised, his grip around me loosens slightly, giving me the opportunity to twist away.

We stare at each other across the length of the bathroom, tension arcing like an electric

current between us.

Then he smiles a hard, cold smile.

“You got away easily this time, cara. Enjoy it while it lasts. You might not be so lucky. next time.”

Then he walks out of the stall, his gait sure and confident.

I sag against the stone bench in relief, my heart nearly beating out of tune. Three minutes later, I am out of the bathroom. I dress in my old clothes, dry my hair and make my way to the main room in search of Marco.

I find a young, good looking blonde man instead. His three piece suit looks like it was made specifically for him. He’s looks about thirty years.

old.

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“Uh…hi.”

He smiles.

“Hello, there, miss Carson. My name is Axel. The boss has instructed me to show you to the club’s changing rooms.”

I heave a sigh of relief at the thought that I get to escape Marco for a little while longer.

“Oh..”

Do you also know that your boss almost raped me in the bathroom just now? I nearly ask, but I clamp my l*ps shut and follow him through the elevator and into the spotless, gleaming hallway.

Just like Marco’s suite, the hallway is designed with automatic lights that come up with. each step. My heart thunders nervously against my chest as we arrive at a room marked. “FOR STAFF ONLY.”

Axel pushes the door open and nudges me inside. I count a maximum of five ladies, probably strippers, already inside the room. The space is designed similarly to a high class fashion house fitted with a huge walk in closet, plush sofas, floor to ceiling mirrors and personalized dressers.

“Hi everyone.” I greet nervously.

They all turn and appraise me with silent, probing eyes but none of them answer my greeting. I shrug and walk to the dresser with my name on it.

“The boss wants you in the excecutive strip club in ten minutes.” I turn to find one of the girls talking to me and nod quickly.

I plop down on the dressers’ plush stool, hoping to G od that I still remember how to apply a standard makeup, then I pick up the brushes and get to work. Five minutes later, I lean back and give myself a once over.

F uck! I look like I just applied to work at a circus.

I’m about to clean it all up and start over when I hear loud laughter coming from behind me. I look up to find one of the girls staring at my reflection in the mirror, laughing her heart out.

“Hey, girls. Come take a look at this.”

The other girls gather around and tears of embarrassment pri ck my eyes as they all proceed to laugh at me as well. No one offers to help out. They all just laugh and laugh.

I stare at my reflection with blurry, tear filled eyes, willing myself not to cry.

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“Oh my G od. Even I did better then that as a newbie.” One of the girls say, her l*ps twisting with disdain.

“…and to think the boss brought her himself. Where on earth did he find this street riff raff?” The second girl, a tall, perfect blonde adds and they all burst into fresh rounds of laughter.

Needle like pains shoot through my already aching heart. I try to clean off some of the makeup, but the first girl says.

“A little friendly advice?” She looks anything but friendly at the moment. “It’s been seven minutes since you walked in here, which means you have exactly three minutes to dress up and meet the boss and his clients. The boss does not like being kept waiting, so I would advice you to get your ar se off that stool, get into costume and go meet him

now.”

F uck, she’s right. Marco hates being kept waiting. I might be in trouble.

I drop the wipes on the dresser and hurry into the closet to find my “costume.” The girls are still giggling when I return with the black, gleaming leather outfit, fitted with lots of straps and belts.

“Any one with an idea on how to wear this?” I ask hopefully.

They all ignore me. One of them tries to say something, but the first girl hushes her, her

eyes gleaming maniacally.

“Bully.” I mutter beneath my breath.

I try to put on the outfit to the best of my ability. When I’m done, I stare at my reflection in one of the floor to ceiling mirrors.

My heart falls with the realisation that I look like a wh ore….a ten dollar wh ore.

The fishnet tights have a huge hole where it’s supposed to cover my ar se, leaving it completely bare. Only tiny strips of material cover my n*pples….the rest of my breast are bare, and I can barely walk in these obscenely tall stilettos.

Coupled with my make up, I resemble a street h ooker.

I check the time and curse softly.

“F uck, it’s been twelve minutes.”

“The executive strip club is just down the hall.” The first girl says.

I nod and hurry out of the room, praying I do not break my ankle in these heels.

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When I finally find the door, I am out of breath and my hair is all over the place. I try to re-arrange myself as much as I can, but I know it won’t help any bit.

Well, now or never.

I heave a sigh, pull the door open and walk in. Hushed murmurs filter through the short hallway.

“Is it a habit of your strippers to keep the client’s aiting?” A harsh voice asks.

“She will be here anytime soon. Exercise a little more patience.” I freeze. That comes from Marco.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I sashay into the room, muttering to myself, “you’re doing this for mum. You’re doing this for mum.”

“Hello. Sorry I kept everyone waiting.” I almost turn around and run back out of the room when four different pairs of male eyes zero in on me..

Sh it! I thought I was only stripping for one client tonight,

The men are all huge and thickly muscled. The lethal power rolling off them sends a burst of fear through my thundering heart.

My eyes find Marco’s hard, angry ones and I know I’m in big trouble. One of the men try to speak but Marco raises a finger, silencing him.

He

gets

to his feet and walks towards me, his eyes hard with rage. I swallow nervously but stand my ground. When he’s finally standing right in front of me, I stare up at him, my eyes wide and fearful.

Marco grabs my arm in a tight, firm grip and a gasp of pain escapes me.

“Marco….you’re hurting me.”

To my surprise, he eases off a bit.

“What the hell is this?” He asks harshly.”

I lower my eyes.

about the makeup…

“I’m sorry about the

“And the outfit?” He cut in.

I look at him in confusion.

“I was not supposed to wear this outfit?”

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“Of course not. There was one specifically with your name on it.

“I…I didn’t know.”

Shame fills me as I stare down at my breast nearly spilling out of the tight bodice. I knew something was off about this dress…

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