She needs a daddy

**Alrigo Valerie King POV**

I was born with an unquenchable thirst for insanity and destruction. I wore my venom on my sleeve, not my heart — I didn't have one.

In my world, having a heart is like kissing the death. What runs the world is fear, and that’s something no one forgets.

I am the most powerful man in this city, maybe even the country. Everyone knows my name. Alrigo Valerie King. They whisper it like a curse, like saying it out loud might bring down some kind of hell.

Maybe they’re right. Maybe I am the devil they think I am.

It had taken years of ruthlessness, years of blood spilled and lives shattered, to reach this point. I had eliminated every rival, crushed every threat beneath my heel, until only I remained at the top.

Power doesn’t ask, it takes. It doesn’t negotiate, it demands. And when it demands, people give. Every rival I ever had is either dead or begging for scraps from my table.

My eyes drew to the large window and I could see the whole damn city sprawling out beneath me.

It was a sight I never grew tired of.

This was my empire — every street, every shadow, every whispered word of fear belonged to me.

I won't let any fucking one snatch it from me.

I order one of my men, "Call Dominic."

Dominic, one of my soldiers, my right hand. He’s been with me since childhood. And there’s no one I trust more than him.

His loyalty is unwavering, not because he fears me, but because he believes in what we’ve built. He’s as much a part of this empire as I am.

"You called me ?" He walked inside my office, signalling others to walk out of the room.

"Yes. I want to ask you a favour.." I said, breaking the silence. My voice is calm, but Dominic knows what I’m really asking.

"Is it about that girl ?" He enquires, his voice steady. There’s a cold efficiency in everything he says. No waste, no hesitation.

"Yes, I want you to erase every trace, every information about her and replace it with a fake one. Nobody, no fucking body will learn about her identity, her existence. Do whatever it takes, kill whomever you have to kill. Never let anyone know about her at any cost."

Dominic is quiet for a moment, and I hear the faint exhale through his nose. A sign of frustration, not disagreement. Not yet.

"You're risking everything, Alrigo. The empire, your status that you have built for years, everything." he finally says. His voice is even, but there’s a note of warning.

"I’m aware of the risks,” I say slowly. “But I’m willing to take them."

He crosses his arms, "Why ? Because of her ? That girl is a problem, Alrigo. You’re not thinking straight. She’s —"

"She’s mine,” I snap, the words sharper than I intended. I meet his eyes, daring him to challenge me. “And no one’s going to touch her. Not them, not anyone.”

“Alrigo,” he says quietly, “we’ve worked too hard, built too much, to let it all fall apart because of this. We’ve had enemies come for us before. We can deal with them. But this ? This is different.”

“I know it’s different,” I cut him off, stepping away from the glass window. “That’s why you need to trust me. Do what I’m asking.”

There’s a moment of tension between us, a silent clash of wills. Dominic’s always been my most loyal, my most trusted, but even he has his limits. I can see he’s close to reaching them. Still, in the end, he knows his place.

He nods once, stiffly. “Fine. I’ll erase her. But if this blows back on us…”

“It won’t,” I say, finality in my tone. “I’ll make sure of it.”

I know it was a bad idea, very bad idea. But I wasn’t listening to the rational voice inside, I was listening to the blood roaring through my veins.

I was listening to the way that nineteen year old little cunt made my cock swell up between my thighs.

Something in her brought out the raw masculine need in me, the need to claim her, to corrupt her, to make her mine.

The part of me that want to grab that supple young ass, and drive every inch of my dick into her tight, little teen pussy until I’m sure she’s ruined for any other man.

Nobody is going to touch her because she is mine. She just doesn’t know it yet. She will obey to my authority. My orders.

And I will taste that sweet fucking air-tight pussy of hers.

"Arrange a private plane for somewhere far, far from this country. Me and my angel will spend some time there until these matters settle down a little."

"Fine." He says and exits the room.

I sigh and look back at the glass window. I wonder what my little angel is doing right now. I can still taste her sweet little cunt on my lips, so sweet like candy.

Fuck, I want to claim her, devour her in every possible way.

I want to bend her over and suck all that honey dripping from that fresh little cunt. I want to bury every inch of my cock inside that barely legal, teen pussy, hold her tight against her cervix and come right inside her.

I want to show her how a man fucks, raw and deep, dumping every drop of my cum inside of her tight little pussy came rushing back.

I leave the building hurriedly, making my way towards the mansion, towards my angel.

We need to get out of this country as early as possible.

After reaching the mansion, I got out of the car.

"Master..." The butler follows me as I walk towards the entrance.

"Where is she ?" I growl. My little angel was sleeping in the car by the time we had reached back to the mansion this early morning.

I couldn't erase the fucking memory of her completely spread wide on the hood, my cum spread all over pussy and stomach, her body glistening in the moonlight making her look like some goddamn sex goddess.

"She is in the usual room you arranged, master."

"Fine." I grow and climb the stairs. I barge into the room and there she is.

My fucking angel. Barely legal. Entirely inappropriate and taboo. My temptation, my addiction, my need.

Ivery gasped at my sudden appearance, "Alrigo..."

Fuck, my cock surged inside as my eyes roam over her nubile young body.

She is wearing a white tank top that fits her upper body so tightly that her ripe, young breasts almost threaten to spill out. Her shorts, just an half an inch shy of being slutty.

Jesus fucking Christ.

She looks so fucking pure, so innocent, the raw sexuality rolling off her into unbelievably fuckable package.

"Pack your stuff. We'll be leaving the country in a few minutes." I growl, suppressing the devil in me that wants to get out and push every thick inch of my big, swollen cock deep in that tight little pussy until she screams.

"Oh my God, really ?" She gasps like she can't believe.

"Yes, I have arranged everything. We'll stay in some other country, far from here for some few days until the matter settles, before I take you back to New York."

"Oh my God ! Yes, yes ! Thank you so much !" She squeals and throws her body on mine.

We smash our lips together moaning and kissing each other wildly as I mould her full, young breasts through her tank top.

"Are you happy ?" I groan against her lips, dancing our tongues together.

"Yes ! I'm so happy, daddy." She moans, intertwining her fingers on my thick hair.

There was something so fucking filthy, so fucking wrong about her calling me Daddy like that; just reinforcing the utterly taboo age difference between us.

But I didn’t care. I couldn’t care — not about the ethics, or the morals, or anything.

This wild little sex kitten needed control. She needed my protection and also needed some discipline.

…She needed a daddy.

"Then show me how happy you are, baby girl. Show how grateful you are to, Daddy."

I growled and dropped down to the bed, dragging her by her hips and pulled the short down until the soft, pink, lush lips, barely legal pussy of hers were just inch away from my face.

"Jesus, Ivery." I growl, I can fucking smell her sweet, tight, forbidden little cunt.

"Let me have a taste of this candy-sweet pussy, baby. Rock those little hips and feel my tongue all over this bad girl pussy."

My hands slide up to grab her ass, holding her to my mouth as I let my tongue curl over her clit and start to add suction with my lips.

"Ohmygod ! Ohmygod ! Ohmygod !"
She cries out when my tongue drags from her pussy to her tight forbidden asshole.

Ivery bucks her hips as I bury my tongue deep in her slit, lashing her swollen clit into fast little circles.

"Oh yes daddy ! Yes !" She screams out loudly, bucking faster, riding my tongue like a little slut.

"Fuck." I reach down with one of my hands and yank my zipper down and pull my cock out.

And then I’m grunting into her sweet young pussy as I stroke myself faster.

"Such a naughty pussy. You are so naughty to have let your teen little cunt licked by such an older man." I growled over her sex, spanking her ass making her gasp in pleasure.

We are supposed to move in a few minutes but we keep doing something we shouldn't do.

Something so fucking wrong and immoral.

I stroke my dick faster as I tongue-fuck that tight little pussy.

"Oh fuck yes, I'm going to come ! I'm going to come !" She screams so loudly that I bet everyone down can hear it.

And I don't even fucking care.

"Come angel. Be a good girl and make that gorgeous little cunt come for daddy. Come for daddy !" I growl loudly rubbing her clit with my thumb, licking her faster and faster.

And then she explodes over my tongue, her sweet cream spurting all over my face.

My dick swells painfully and I pump it faster and faster and then let it out too. Rope after rope, jets of my cum flying over the bedsheets.

Fucking fantastic !