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He sighed. “My side hustle is selling drugs to Deccan. That’s how we work together.”

Her mouth hung open as she stared at him. She was not expecting him to say that.

“Don’t know how you feel about it but we’ll work through it. You’re mine and I’m not letting you go. We’ll figure a way out for you to get used to my side business. It will never touch you though. You will not get involved one bit.”

She nodded. “I…I don’t know what to say but you know what you’re doing. I should probably be begging you to let me go and to never contact me again but I’m finding that I don’t really care right now. Your actions towards me speak pretty loudly,” she mumbled towards the end.

“You were made for me,” he kisses her forehead. “That’s all,” Daddy replied. “Maybe sometime soon you could take your girl to the club with some of her friends and we could meet you there?”

Deccan smiled, and she had to look at him twice. “Let me know the date, and I’ll tell the girls.”

Daddy nodded before turning to Sammi as Deccan walked out of the room.

“Did you just?—”

“Sign you up for a play date with some of the other Littles in town? I did. If you don’t want to, I can text Deccan right now.” Daddy held up his phone.

Sammi vigorously shook her head. “No! I do. I have wanted to for a while.”

“Well then, I’ll make sure it happens more than once.” Daddy gave her a smile.

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It had beena week since Sammi was discharged and a lot had changed. Daddy had officially moved her into his house. It was more like a mansion, but Daddy didn’t like it when she said that. It was massive with a five guest bedrooms, their bedroom,andher playroom. Seven bedrooms total, and Daddy had an ensuite for each one.

But the house was pretty barren. Daddy said she could decorate it however she wanted, but she didn’t know what to do with such a huge space. It was a blank canvas for her. Decorating wasn’t her strong suit, but she didn’t want to disappoint Daddy.

“I’m going to connect your CGM to my phone, so I get alerts about your blood sugars,” he stated, sitting next to her on the couch.

“You can do that? Why didn’t you do that before?” she asked.

“I didn’t want to encroach on you too much. I wanted you to feel like you could take care of yourself, but I should have just done this from the beginning.”

Tears formed as she stared at him. He was thinking about her and how she felt. What had she done to deserve him?

Daddy cupped her face. “That wasn’t supposed to make you cry,” he whispered.

“I know, but it was really sweet.”

Daddy chuckled and started setting it up on his phone. She watched as he did it in fascination. It didn’t take him long, and before she knew it, Daddy had his arms wrapped around her as he held her close.

“Are you excited about the play date?” Daddy asked, kissing her forehead.

Sammi shrugged, her nerves racing through her as he brought it up again. She was trying not to think about it too much. Daddy told her that stressing about things could affect her blood sugar, which she didn’t want to do, but she couldn’t help it. It was a natural reaction to something new.

“Can we just go so I can get over the beginning of meeting the other Littles?” she whispered, looking up at Daddy.

He had said that the girls would be there most of the day but she didn’t have to be there until a certain time. She didn’t want to wait any longer.

“Of course, Little One. Let’s go get everything ready and we can leave,” he kissed her head once again.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

SAMMI

Sammi’s anxiety was wild as they walked through the main entrance of the club. She just couldn’t get it under control. Everything was new. She had seen the girls around town and interacted with them a couple of times, but she wouldn’t have called them friends. Would they feel the same?

Daddy stopped walking and knelt next to her. She looked at him, confused, not knowing what he was doing.

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