Richard POV
It's been three days since I'd left Isadora wrecked and satisfied in her bed, and she was all I could f*****g think about.
The way she had begged for my c**k. The way her p***y had clenched around me when she came. The marks I'd left on her skin…my fingerprints bruised into her hips, belt welts across her ass and my c*m dripping out of her.
She was mine now in every possible way and that was enough to drive me insane.
I sat at my desk in the Clarke Industries building, staring at a contract I'd read three times without understanding a single word. My mind kept drifting back to that night.
The sounds she'd made. The way she'd screamed "Daddy" when I'd finally given her what she needed. The way she'd looked at me afterward…satisfied, claimed and completely wrecked.
I'd wan
