Chapter 178 Aria

• "No," he agreed, his hand sliding down to grip her ass through the shirt. "You're more. My girl. And girls who defy Daddy get disciplined." He spun her around, pressing her front to the wall, his erection already hard against her backside. "Hands up, palms flat. Don't move."
• Aria hesitated, her cheek against the cool wood, emotions swirling—anger at his arrogance, fear of his intensity, and undeniable arousal from his commanding presence. "Alvin, please... talk to me. This feels wrong."
• "Wrong?" He chuckled darkly, hiking the shirt up to expose her bare skin. His palm cracked against her ass cheek, not too hard, but enough to sting and make her gasp. "This is real, Aria. You push, I pull you back. Feel that burn? That's for questioning me."