Wicked Master's Trap

Cupping the Gullible Kiara's face, Asher made her look into his eyes, " Tell me, my little one, who did that to you? " " No one, master, " Kiara hiccupped.   She couldn't get to stop her tears from falling, remembering the harsh slap she received. The burning effect on the side of her face never left for the second because Kiara has always been a delicate one and easily scraped. Sighing, Asher traced the fingerprint marks on her cheeks, swearing to kill that person who has slapped his little one like that. His little one whimpering with pain jolted with fear when her master kissed her cheeks tenderly, " Tell me, Kiara, who did this? If you don't want to make me angry. " " No .... No one did that, " Kiara lied while stammering, not meeting his gaze. Asher scoffed at seeing that his pure angel has started to lie with him now. " I will spank you, angel, If you lied again to me, " hissing against her lips, Asher lightly bit the delicate petal, the lower lip of gullible Kiara, making her gasp. " Master, someone will see, please, let me go, " Kiara begged, not understanding why her master is acting like that with her. Tightly grabbing her waist, Asher pulled her tiny body in his arms, molding her soft lips with his, claiming the first kiss of his little girl. Kissing the hell out of his delicate girl, Asher rested his forehead against her, whispering, " I have waited to do this for seven years. Happy eighteenth birthday, My Angel. Get ready because I am going to claim every inch of you. " Asher smirked, seeing his little girl's face full of shock, her eyes wide. Kiara saw her master grinning after kissing her cheek one more time. Winking at her, he left her there to face this new shock.