Zade

Zade:

My ex-wife is dead by her own doing and has left her daughter behind with nowhere to go. I’ll do the right thing and take her in, take care of all her needs. It takes me about five minutes to realize she’s a complete brat. I know how I normally deal with little girls with bad attitudes but she’s off limits. But when I find her standing on a stage at a BDSM club selling off her purity, I snap. If she wants to sell it so bad, I’ll buy it.
If I buy it, I’m taking it.

Amira:

The last time I saw Zade, I was twelve years old. Was he this hot then? I don’t remember him this way. Dark, sexy, broody, so delicious. He keeps acting like my dad but he’s not. Besides, I’m nearly eighteen.
I don’t need a dad, I need a daddy.