NOVARIA'S POV
Seeing that I was now calm, and has quietly eaten all my veggies; Sylvester now decided to know what was getting me all worked up.
"Baby, can you tell Daddy what has been getting you so worked up today?" he asked.
He was already used to speaking in a daddy's tone already, because he knows it makes me feel smaller. Even though I wouldn't say it, it was still obvious.
He didn't like punishing me, but he couldn't help himself if I was behaving in such a manner. I guess he didn't go too hard on me, because he was of the believe that something was bothering me.
I looked down at my hands, and started fidgeting with my fingers.
"Nothing," I replied.
Sylvester sighed. Not out of frustration, but of concern.
He gently lifted my chin.
"Princess,"
The nickname alone nearly bro
