"Daddy,

Do you know where my-"

You stepped into his office,

freezing when you noticed a man

sitting on the other side of his desk.

"I'm sorry"

"There's my little girl"

He side glanced at you,

a grin forming on his mouth.

"You still tired baby?"

"No..."

You answered him quietly.

"I came to ask you if you knew where

my pens were but I didn't know

you had company"

You were sure nobody knew about you.

You hadn't talked about it with him before.

The fact that you were so dependent on him

made you shy and withdrawn in front

of his men.

"What's with the look on your face huh?

Don't worry about it sweetheart"

"I'm really sorry"

You choked out,

trying to hold back tears,

stepping out of the room and closing

the door quietly behind you,

climbing into your bed where you

cried silently.

"He's gone alright?"

He appeared at the doorway to the bedroom.

"What the fuck was that all about hm?

You know Frost baby.

We were just going over some plans,

You don't need to fucking cry about it"

"You know I'm shy around other people

and that I can't be myself

and you didn't even tell me that somebody

else was here.

I am so embarrassed...

I called you daddy!"

A low chuckle leaving his mouth,

he sat on the edge of the bed,

leaning over your little body as you

covered your face.

"You think you're the only girl

who's ever called me that?"

He whispered against your neck,

kissing it as you tried to pry

his hands from you.

"Are you trying to

make me feel bad about myself?"

You cried.

"I don't want to know that!

It was embarrassing..

He thinks I'm a crazy girl

with daddy issues"

"You are a crazy girl with daddy issues"

He teased you.

"Daddy!"

"I'm joking alright?"

He scoffed.

"What's the big fucking deal?

He's probably got a degrade kink

or some shit.

Who gives a fuck?"

"I do!"

You argued with him.

"I can't believe that even happened.

He was sitting right there...

I never want him to see me again"

"I work with him baby.

I see the man every day.

I'm not gonna change that just cos

you're fucking embarrassed"

"Then maybe you should date

him instead"

You gave him an attitude.

"Hey"

He warned you.

"That's out of line,

alright?

You don't fucking talk to

me like that.

You're acting like a spoilt brat"

"Just leave"

You huffed,

pulling the blanket over you face.

A few moments

went by before you felt his hand sliding

underneath the sheets,

smoothing over your thigh softly

and towards your heat,

making you moan when his

palm pressed against you.

"Stop..."

You trailed off into a silence,

not really fighting it.

"Such a bad little girl

talking to daddy like that"

He growled lowly,

making you weaken underneath him,

pulling your panties off

from under the sheets,

prying your thighs apart and

his rough fingers sliding into you.