Chapter 5

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Xander

I managed to calm Skylar down, which didn't take much

I told her that i like being her friend and that we can do anything she wanted, hence why i am standing at my kitchen island full of flour, aswell as Skylar, i decided to take the day off work which surprised them but my assistant Jack can handle things, i trust him.

"yo like cookie" Skylar hums snapping me from my thoughts
"i do" i take the chocolate chips before opening them, Skylar is sat crossed legged on the island with the bowl of cookie mixture between her thighs "these" i hold them up "not to many" she nods while taking them, my plams go to the counter at her front and back as she pours, she sticks her tongue to the side, i grin, she is adorable

"done" she whoops handing me them back
"good girl, now stir" she obeys

I had to do my research to gain answers, and it turns out Skylar is a little. An adult that has a separate personality, not rare but also not common either, and a daddy is a nurturer / care giver, which makes sense because since i met her i have had urges i have never felt before, wanting to care for her deeply to always make her smile and make sure she is healthy in body and mind but not only that, she has helped me a great deal aswell, I am a dominant have been for aslong as i can remember and i have saw some things within the Dom clubs with child like submissives but i never paid mind it, it never appealed to me but i also
never felt the connection with anyone either, i guess it takes one person to truly capture your intrest and that night i Pixies, Skylar was that one "daddyyy" i am suddenly snapped from my mind when something wet hits my nose, Skylar's giggle eruptes of the walls her head flings back and her body shakes

"yo yo los lost and and i"
the tears form then stream down her temples as my eyes just watch her in admiration with a smile

"ahem"

Skylar's laugh stops immediately making her teary eyes going to Marcelle who i knew was standing behind us
"oh" she shrinks to me
"it's okay baby" i reassure
"you continue to make cookies on the tray but"
i look at her serious
"do not touch the oven okay" she flickers to Marcelle then to me
"otay daddy"
a choke comes from behind me but i smile, the name made me choke also but the natural way she says it brings me a sort of pleased feeling
"that's my girl" i lean in wiping the cookie mix on her cheek from my nose
"heyy" she giggles before i then peck her nose

"follow me" i command say walking to towards Marcelle who drags his eyes from Skylar instantly
"what happened"
he squints eyeing me, i sigh running my hands over my face
"what do you know about littles"
his eyes widen, i knew he would know he's into all those kink clubs.
He straightens
"my cousin, he has a liking for them"
he clears his throat
"Xander, as a mate, i am not sure your.. life style could" i look away knowing it is true
"i like her" i admit and he nods
"i know you do but remember, now you have to up everything not to mention make this place a proper home suitable for her needs"
i frown and he rolls his eyes
"she can't be on her own Xander" i look back at the kitchen seeing Skylar making cookie shapes with the dough
"don't want her to"
"then you will have to make it a home then"
i look back at him
"she is not.. faking this" he questions and honestly i dont know, but a pinch in my chest hopes not
i love how carefree she is, i havent smiled in a long time but since i met Skylar it is all i have done
i want to take care of her, give her the world
"she was herself lastnight and then i woke up to.."
he sighs
"you will know in due time, but here"
he hands me three files
"from the docks" i nod
"there is one name in there that didnt pay full, my phone is on"
he gives me a look i know to well
"break fucking his legs Marcelle" i scowl then hear a gasp from Skylar
"daddy!"
Marcelle smirks and i just glare at him
"leave" i walk past him to the kitchen seeing a very displeased Skylar
"i'm sorry baby"
"yo not loud use bad words"
the smile in me threatens to break at how adorable she is
"sometimes daddy gets mad but i am pleased you think like that"
i drop the files down and kiss her forehead
"Are you done" she looks all awey before she nods
"mhm but me want eat some"
she takes the spoon and i chuckle while taking the tray and putting the cookies into the oven, the mess at the docks heavy on my mind.

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later, Skylar sleeps. we're on the sofa while i stroke her feet.

People rip you off it is to be expected but i dont take it lightly they know that, my name is big in a few countries but New York, i run here. The things i've done.. i've got alot of blood on hands but now, i have Skylar and i have to be careful where i put myself.

I reach over and take my laptop, i need to take my mind off all of that for now because what Marcelle said was true, I don't know how long these spaces last for so i need things for Skylar such as activities and clothes. A smile spreads to my lips, i would love to dress her up.. i have gain a small desire, pet play. I think she would look fucking cute sucking my cock like a desperate kitten.. the thought of her sucking my cock actually creeps itself to my mind making my cock stir..
"fuck" i breathe before adjusting myself
"right" i open google and search sites for some stuff.

-

Soon, Skylar wakes up groggy, and quite, bratty? but the mention of Rhina lightened her up so that is where we are now.

I take the key from her bag and use it to open the entrance door
"don't run" I say and take her hand
"otay" her giddy but bouncing steps beside me i smile at her
"tha one" she points to a white door reading number five, I let go of her hand and open the door
"yey" she squeals and runs inside, my eyes look around and all i see is...
"toys"
a frown forms as i watch her go to a toy box

"Rhina me home"
she starts to rumage through a toy box

Her apartment is small but fitting
its white and lavender colours, a open living area and a kitchen attached

"maybe my room" she points to the hallway

"I'll be here baby"
she nods and walks away while i head to the kitchen seeing a chair on the stool with a belt on it where it clips, on the counter is a sterilizer machine i pop it open and see bottles and pacifers, my foot kicks a small stool on the floor, she's alone? my mind ponders

"oh oh" she comes rushing back making me turn seeing she's flushed with a bear in her arms, it has a pink dress on and a tiara
"Rhina this daddy"
she grins hugging the bear to her face

"oh this is Rhina" i say and she nods excited
"well it is nice to meet her"
i smile as her eyes land on what i was doing
"oh oh my soothe"
she comes forward and steps on the stool
"hm" she hums while reaching in and takes a pacifer before placing it between her lips, my eyes just scan her and fuck, i have to look away

is it wrong to love everything about her? even this side to her..

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