The Vicious Defender (Kingpin’s Property Trilogy #5)

Chapter One

Xavier

2 months later

I 've always been good at domesticating wild things, so it's no surprise that Tallulah has come to flourish under my cruel rule as well.In a way, she's just like Zeus and Hades. They could be ferocious, but they all bend their knee to the same Master – me.

My little ward has committed to me fully after admitting her love for me, and she’s embraced her life as my living pet. I can do anything I want to her now, and I'm fully taking advantage of it.

There's only one thing left for me to do. One final nail in the coffin – Tallulah’s parents… Ruining my nephew's life is going to bring me much pleasure.

I'm going to invite them here for the official, public wedding, which I've planned haphazardly, as fast as possible. I don't care about the details, because I've made her mine already, anyway. I don't care about the dress, the shoes, the cake or the flowers. All I want is to put a ring on my ward’s finger, so she can stop acting like she ever belonged anywhere else but in my arms, and on my lap, and have her parents witness true domination.

I've spared no expense. This time, money will have to take care of the sentiment behind my unspoken feelings for Mrs. Tallulah Gunn.

The lavish wedding event is planned for a week from now, and I'm flying Heath and Rain in to witness it. We're going to be staying in my house. I've advised them not to bring their daughter. Mathilda is too young for the kind of debauchery I have in mind for my wedding to their daughter.A Gatsby-themed party is not the place for Mathilda, who shivers at the mere sight of me.

As the preparations for the event kick off, I find myself getting more and more excited about the prospect of presenting their once wild, now domesticated daughter to Heath and Rain. I’ll make them realize she’s no longer their little girl. There is no sign left of the innocent girl that came to my house years ago. Now she's fully mine, embracing her role as my angel and my woman.

A shiver of excitement runs down my spine as I think of Tallulah.

She mostly wears no clothes at all now, preferring to go naked so I can take advantage of her at any given opportunity. I found myself wanting her too many times during the day to make it practical for her to wear clothes, anyway. It's better if she's naked. It gives me easier access. I can play with her whenever I want to.

My fists clench at the thought. Distracted again… Fucking distracted by my own demonic angel, possessing my mind as much as she does my body.

Like now, in a business meeting with Saul and Phoenix sitting uncomfortably in front of me.

Phoenix is fidgeting with the hem of his shirt while Saul stares at his cufflinks as if they have something to say. Neither of them can focus their gaze on me. They know full well Tallulah is under my desk sucking my cock while we conduct our business.

I groan, burying my head in my hands as she sucks, loudly slurping under the table.

“I think that's it for now, don't you?” I ask the men. "You might as well get the fuck out of here, I assume you don't want to hear my wife swallow?"

“Of course, padron,” Saul answers, eager to get to his feet and out of the room.He nearly stumbles in an effort to get the fuck out, which makes me chuckle and tighten my grip on Tallulah's pale mane of hair.

Phoenix follows suit, but before he leaves he gives me one last disgusted look that makes me rethink his loyalty. But he's never proven me wrong in the past and I have no reason to doubt him. So I choose to ignore it… just this once.

I do mak a mental note of his small transgression. Little escapes me, though I freely admit having my wife's perfect pouty mouth sucking my cock like her life depends on it is making me… forgetful.

They leave the room and the door shuts behind them. Now my pet and I are alone. I order Tallulah to come out from under the desk. She stands before me in all her glory, naked as I've kept her lately, with a collar around her neck and a chain that's connected to a leash in my arm.

I control everything she does now.

I control who she talks to, where she goes and what she does. There's nothing she can do without me knowing and nothing escapes me because I'm always paying close attention to her.I don't think of it as an exertion of control… I'm just watching out for her, like I always have.

“Did I do a good job?" she asks, her eyes finding mine and a wicked smile playing on her precum-stained lips.

“You don't need to ask me," I say with a smirk mirrored on my face. “If you did a good job you would know that by yourself already.”

I fully expect her to pout, but it seems that bratty habit has been knocked out of her forever. I come closer to her, suddenly feeling the need to show her some attention. I tuck a strand of blonde hair behind her ear and tell her how pretty she looks as she blushes, looking at the ground. I'm glad my devoted training hasn't gotten rid of that habit quite so successfully. I do enjoy the sight of redness in her plump cheeks.

“I didn't make you come,” she pouts.

“That would have been inappropriate, given that we had some guests.” I smirk. “But don't worry, angel. You'll have an opportunity to do that soon enough. I'll make sure it's unforgettable for you. But you know your parents are coming in in a few days, don't you?”

“Yes, Master,” she says softly.

It pleases me to see that despite me changing the topic, she hasn't changed her role at all. She's still playing the perfectly obedient, meek, submissive wife I’ve wanted for so long. And now there is no reason for me to doubt her anymore.

She's fully succumbed and proven her obsession with me. Since the moment I started playing my tricks on her, I’ve known she’d crumble and break so easily. I just didn't know our story would have a couple of twists and turns.

"Sweet little thing," I mutter, sentimentally touching a hand to my ward's cheek.

I should have known Tallulah would have been my hardest toy to break. She's the one I wanted my whole life, the only one for me. And it took me this long to break her… But I can’t say I regret it. The sweet taste of her submission leaves me more fulfilled than ever. Being drunk on the power I exert over her is intoxicating.Better than any hit.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me in front of your parents?” I ask Tallulah, gently brushing her hair off her cheek as she looks up at me, wide blue eyes swimming with unspoken emotion.

“I'm always a good girl for you,” she says softly. “But I can take special care to ensure my Master is pleased.”

I smile when she uses that word. I'm still getting used to it, but it makes me excited.

Sometimes, I still long for her to call me Xavier like she used to.

“Well, we wouldn't want you neglecting your dear parents, would we?" I ask sweetly, touching my fingertip to her nose. "Who do you like better, my sweet angel? Me or them?"

“You, Master,” she says looking into my eyes with devotion that knows no bounds. “I’ll make sure you're always satisfied. I'll always put you before them.”

“Will you beg for me?” I ask. “You know how I love it when you beg, angel.”

She nods eagerly, as if she can't agree soon enough.

“Of course. I'll beg for anything you want me to beg for and you can do whatever you want to me even when they're here.”

“I'll hold you to that, angel,” I chuckle as I tighten the leash around her neck and pull her behind me. “Come on. Let's finish what you started under my desk. I want your mouth full for another hour until you've drained every drop of that seed you've been trying to suck out all day.”

I 've made sure to make Heath and Rain’s arrival at my house memorable. I've done everything in my power to embarrass their daughter, which means they will be devastated from the moment they walk into the house.

It's nothing personal to do with my darling wife, of course.

Tallulah is kneeling on the ground next to me. Her chain and leash are firmly in place holding her captive to my whims. I love being her puppet master.I took special care in picking out the slogan on her pretty pink choker. Her parents will just fucking love reading the words Daddy's Little Whore on her collar. I smirk.

The double doors leading into the mansion open and her parents appear on the doorstep. I feel adrenaline rushing through my veins as my guards wheel their luggage behind them and they walk inside. I enjoy the look of pure anger that takes over Heath’s face when he sees his daughter in such a submissive position to me. I can tell he's about to object before even saying hello, but Rain takes him by the hand and tugs on his fingers as a warning, shaking her head silently. She doesn't want to intervene yet. She's better behaved than I thought she would be. Maybe Heath has finally grown a pair and trained her to be the perfect submissive.

I smirk. Fucking doubtful. If I couldn't tame that one, no one could.

I've seen enough of that boy to know he has a mind of his own. Nothing Rain will do will dissuade him from doing what he wants. But for now, he keeps his anger at bay, and I smirk, knowing I’ve won another battle. This is already so much fun.

Tallulah stares up at her parents in her perfect submissive position, not moving an inch. She's wearing lingerie today, nothing too exposed. Just a nice pair of mesh black and pink panties and a barely there bra. I almost regret putting it on her this morning. I should have exposed her to her parents naked. I would’ve loved to see the shock on their faces.

“Welcome,” I say with a smirk. “I hope you enjoy your stay here. As you can see, Tallulah has become fully accustomed to the place, and to me. I am excited for the wedding, I must say. Who knows what I can make her do next?”

“You smug bastard,” Heath hisses, but Rain once again holds him back. I can tell the rage is just waiting to burst out of him, bubbling up and threatening to boil over. He's so eager to strike me but he knows better than to do that because my guards would shut him down in a matter of seconds."That goddamn collar is the last straw and you know it!"

“You seem to be in a good mood, nephew,” I grin, unable to help myself from making the situation even worse. “We'll see how you react to the wedding. Make sure your good mood isn’t spoiled by then. You’re going to love it.”

If he thinks this is bad, he’s in for a nasty surprise tomorrow.

“Don’t even talk to me,” Heath hisses. “I’m not entertaining this a second longer than I have to.”

“Well, why not?” I grin. “It's time for you to say goodbye to your daughter, because she belongs to me now. No time like the present.”

Heath grits his teeth together and his jaw clenches painfully. I can see his chiseled face tightening under the weight of my gaze but I don't let up. I stare at him, not breaking eye contact as we fight a silent battle.

“Where are our rooms?” Rain speaks up from behind him, desperate to break the tension. Neither of them has even acknowledged Tallulah. I bet it’s hard for them to see her this way. I smile even wider, tugging on her leash so she moves closer to my feet.

“Everything in its due time, Rain,” I smile smugly without looking away from Heath. “We’re a bit busy here.”

“We'd like to freshen up before the wedding,” Rain insists, glaring at me as if she has any power here.

“Of course,” I reply with an icy smile, still not breaking eye contact with Heath, who is staring at me intently as I address his wife and my staff. “Please take Mrs. Gunn and Mr. Gunn to the rooms we've prepared for them. If you want to, you can do a little detour and see your daughter's playroom. I'm sure you're familiar with it, Rain, having spent some time in there yourself. I wonder, do you still think of it while my nephew fucks you?”

Heath launches himself at me. Right away, he has three guns cocked on him before he can make contact. My guards are well prepared for this.

Rain grabs him by the shoulders and forcibly holds him back. He loosens up when she touches him. It reminds me of Tallulah and me. I only go soft for her, too.

“Tallulah, angel?” I say, looking down at her. “Why don't you give our guests a little show? Don’t you want them to see all the things I taught you?”

She nods eagerly. “Of course, Master. What would you like me to show them?”

I grin. She’s like a wind-up toy now, always ready to please me at the click of my fingers.

More and more fun by the second.

“Tongue out, tits out,” I say softly, but loud enough for her to hear.

With each word that leaves my lips she assumes a more submissive position, staring up at me with such need her eyes nearly cross from the effort. She pulls her bra down, sticks her tongue out and begs me with her eyes, the leash dangling from my fingers.

Heath lets out a disgusted groan as he walks away from the scene, finally breaking the staring contest. His loss is my win and I smirk as I watch Rain scurry up the stairs after him.

“Oh Heath,” I call out. “One last thing.”

The man looks over his shoulder, clearly broken by everything I've done to him.

“I can't wait to marry your little girl,” I tell him. “She's so much better than your wife ever was.”