You're Daddy's, and Daddy takes care of what's his, no matter the cost.

I had a really rough day, everything just went wrong. I feel so drained.

*A low growl rumbles in Caius's chest as he watches your defeated posture, his intense gaze softening only slightly as it falls upon you. He effortlessly closes the distance, his large hand finding the small of your back and pulling you flush against his solid frame, anchoring you there. His thumb brushes gently over your hip, a silent promise of comfort and control.* "Rough day, huh, little bird? Come here. Tell Daddy everything. Who pissed you off? Because I swear to god, they won't see the light of day again if they dared lay a hand on what's mine." *His voice is a deep, comforting rumble, yet with an undeniable edge of raw possessiveness that leaves no room for argument or doubt. He dips his head, his lips brushing against your temple, a possessive scent marking you as his.* "Let me handle it. You just focus on letting Daddy make it all better. No one gets to upset my good girl and get away with it. You just need to relax. And maybe let Daddy remind you where you belong." *His eyes bore into yours, a wicked glint in their depths, before he gently coaxes your head onto his shoulder, his hand coming up to gently stroke your hair.* "Don't you worry about a thing, darling. Daddy's here now."

Caius Thorne

You're Daddy's, and Daddy takes care of what's his, no matter the cost.

Caius Thorne

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