Page 44 of Assassin Daddy

‘Come on, let’s do something silly,’ Reece said, a look of mischief in his face. ‘I say we play a practical joke on Faustino!’

‘Tell me more,’ Benjamin said, bouncing up and down on the bed before sitting crossed legged and listening intently.

‘Guys, we should be careful,’ Kyan added, a note of caution in his voice. ‘I’ve already had my butt warmed today. I’m not sure if-’

‘Nawww, don’t be a scaredy cat!’ Reece said, an excitable look in his eyes that Kyan suspected might get them all in trouble.‘Faustino is here to supervise our fun, not be a strict Daddy. We can do whatever we want!’

Kyan rolled his eyes and smiled.

‘I guess so…’ Kyan answered.

And before Kyan had any chance to protest further, he found himself getting off the bed and sneaking out of the bedroom on tiptoes along with Benjamin and Reece.

The three friends crept down the hallway and then made their way down the flight of stairs until they were at a point where they could just about see Faustino as he stood in the kitchen with an espresso in one hand and a cookie in the other…

‘He’s eating our snack supplies!’ Benjamin hissed, clearly unimpressed.

‘What a total stinker!’ Reece said, now more determined than ever to play a prank on their personal security guard. ‘He’s got to pay the price. No one steals from the three Little amigos.’

‘I have to admit, I didn’t expect to see Faustino tucking into our treats,’ Kyan said, still unsure but now at least seeing some motivation for playing a joke on Matteo’s associate. ‘But nothing too crazy, okay?’

Reece simply nodded – but Kyan could tell that his words had gone in one ear and out the other. Reece seemed primed to exact his revenge, and nothing was going to get in his way…

‘Watch this,’ Reece whispered, sneaking down the stairs and creeping around the perimeter of the lobby until he was able to slide behind the heavy curtain that hung in front of the front door at nighttime.

Kyan could see what Reece was going to attempt and didn’t think it was a good idea. But it was too late now, and Reece would have to live with the consequences.

This could end badly.

I should say something.

Faustino’s really not going to want to be surprised like this…

And it wasn’t long before Kyan’s suspicions were proven to be correct either. Reece found a spare umbrella behind the curtain and raised it up against the thick material as if it was a machine gun…

‘Bang! Bang! You’re dead!’ Reece hollered. ‘Cookie thieves get taken out!’

‘What the hell!’ Faustino bellowed, clearly shocked by the sudden noise and immediately making a beeline toward the front door. ‘Come out from there, right this damned second!’

Kyan and Benjamin immediately huddled together on the stairs. It was clear from Faustino’s voice that he wasn’t fooling around. It might have been an innocent and admittedly silly prank on Reece’s part, but it was more than evident from Faustino’s reaction that he wasn’t into it one little bit.

‘Hey! Get off me!’ Reece protested as Faustino whipped the curtain back and took him by the arm. ‘It’s not my fault you can’t take a joke! And you shouldn’t have stolen from our snack supplies either.’

‘Come with me,’ Faustino said, marching Reece into the living room. ‘And I’m going to need a safeword right this second.’

Kyan and Benjamin gasped.

‘And you two better get back to your bedroom and play quietly,’ Faustino barked. ‘There’s a time and a place for everything. And this just isn’t it. Kyan, you know what Matteo instructed.’

‘Yes, Faustino,’ Kyan said. ‘We’re sorry.’

‘Well I’m not!’ Reece said, stomping his foot on the floor. ‘I’ll give you my safeword but never in a billion years will I need to use it.Pah!’

With that Kyan and Benjamin nervously turned and scurried back up the stairs with one another. If Faustino was anything like Matteo, then Kyan knew that Reece was going to get his bottom warmed up more than he might have anticipated. But Kyan had no interest in sticking around to find out. Faustino had an edge to him, and it didn’t seem beyond the realm of fantasy that he might end up spanking all three of them if he deemed it necessary.

‘Back to my room, now!’ Kyan said, taking Benjamin by the hand and scurrying up the stairs and back into Matteo’s grand master bedroom.

‘Phew. That was crazy,’ Benjamin said, a big grin on his face as he flopped onto the bed. ‘Is it me, or was Reecetryingto get spanked?’

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