Chapter Ten

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Axel

I glanced up from my computer, running my eyes over Novella's face as she worked at her own desk across the room, her wiggling little toes sifting through the soft, furry rug beneath her desk. My little angel had quickly grown bored of just sitting around in my office all day, so I'd allowed her to take over some personal assistant tasks to lessen the workload on Max. She managed my calendar and typed up notes from meetings for me, and she'd also taken it upon herself to organize all of the system files to make things easier for me to find.

She was happy; that was all that truly mattered to me.

Griffin stepped through the door, casting a smile at Novella before looking at me, a serious expression taking over his face. "We found Dexter," Griffin announced. Novella frowned, her eyes snapping back up from her computer. Her face paled a little, and she swallowed thickly. "Only issue is, he's found himself protection with a local street gang."

I muttered a curse and tossed my pen down, anger burning through my veins. A local street gang didn't mean shit to me either way, but I wasn't in the business of fucking around on someone else's territory and creating enemies. These local little gangs usually had someone with power at the top calling the shots.

"He wants Novella back," Griffin told me.

A snarl twisted my lips. "Like fuck," I growled.

Griffin nodded in agreement. "Obviously, that won't happen. But I think we should increase the number of bodyguards she has all the same. Probably best to be safe than sorry."

"Increase by four," I ordered, my eyes cutting back to Novella when she pushed back from her desk and stood on trembling legs, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. I slid my chair back, ready for her when she launched herself across the room and crawled into my lap, her fingers clawing at my shirt as she burrowed her face in the curve of my neck. "I want the best in the business, understood?"

Griffin nodded once. "I'll get it taken care of. Can Max reschedule my appointments for today and tomorrow?"

I nodded. "Let him know on your way out that you need him to take care of it for him."

Griffin took the dismissal for what it was, leaving the room and quietly shutting the door back behind him. I slid my hand down Novella's back before gripping her ass and tugging her closer to me. She was trembling, and tears were slowly dropping onto my white dress shirt, wetting the fabric.

"I won't let him touch you, baby girl," I promised her, my voice low and soothing. "You're mine, remember? And I protect what's mine."

She sniffled and lifted her head from my shoulder. "What if—"

"We're not doing that," I gently chided. I gripped the back of her neck and pulled her lips down to mine for a soft, slow kiss. She slowly relaxed into me, her body going soft and pliant. Good girl. "Let Daddy take care of you, baby. You just focus on being my dirty, sweet girl."

A flush crept up on her cheeks, and she gently pressed her hand to her belly. "I'm not pregnant yet."

I hummed. "We'll see, baby," I said instead. "Your cycle isn't due for a few more days." And we'd been fucking like rabbits, honestly.

She swiped at her damp cheeks. "Daddy?" she asked softly, dropping her hands back to her lap.

I gripped her hips. "Yes, baby?"

"Is hiring bodyguards your only plan for me?" she asked so softly, so sweetly, something in my heart tightened. She sounded nervous and scared, but I could tell she was trying to be brave and good and trust me to handle it. But that wouldn't mean she wouldn't have questions. And I was more than happy to answer them for her.

"No, baby girl, it's not." I stroked my thumbs along the sides of her belly. She sucked in a sharp breath of air. "I'm going to breed you. Fill you up with my cum every single fucking day. Make this pretty little belly round with my baby." Her pupils blew wide. My little angel had such a breeding kink, and I loved indulging in it with her. I'd fuck her and impregnate her, breeding her sweet little body for as long her body would allow me if that was what she wanted. And if we ended up with an army of babies, so be it.

"And I'm going to marry you. I'm going to put a ring on your finger and legally tie your name to mine. You'll never be able to escape me, baby girl."

Her fingers wrapped around the sides of my neck, and her tongue flicked out over her bottom lip. My eyes tracked the movement before I flickered my gaze back up to her. "I don't ever want to be free of you," she said softly. "Your shackles are the only ones I ever want to wear."

I kissed her then, tugging her close to me. "You'll only know sweet freedom with me, little angel," I vowed.