Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- consultation, but everything was exactly Ashly's style. "Papa knows me well," Ashly thought as he opened a box and pulled out a white and black reversible leather belt with a nod. Alex eyed Ashly with an amused expression. Ashly only noticed it when the man huffed at her. "What?" Alex drawled, eyeing her with an exhausted gaze. "Your daddy spoils you rotten," Alex noted with a little tilt of his head. "What is that belt there? Gucci?" "It's clearly Versace; you must be blind.

Ashly pointed to the obvious belt buckle and rolled her eyes. "And papa doesn't spoil me; he just buys me things to make up for all the times he's absolutely failed at spending time with me. Also, don't refer to my papa as Daddy. I never call him daddy," Ashly scoffed at the word, earning herself a raised brow from Alex. "Never ?" The Alpha asked, shuffling a little closer to Ashly's side.

Alex touched her hips, trying to get his little mate's attention , as the Omega ignored him in favor of folding her new clothes and setting them neatly aside. ''As spoiled as you are," Alex started, earning himself a flash of anger, "you've seriously never called him daddy? Not even when you were little?" Ashly's eyes narrowed. "Never." ---- "Why not? What's wrong with Daddy?" Alex smirked as the word rolled off his tongue. "Seriously Alex..." "What?

Is it too kinky?" Alex pressed his lips to Ashly's ear. "I kind of like it. You can call me Daddy if you want to." He chuckled. Ashly froze in his arms. Pointedly , she cast a glance over one shoulder, mee ting her lover's gaze with a raised brow. Her eyes scanned Alex's expression before narrowing. "Would you really like that?" she asked , genuinely curious.