Chapter 5 Punishment

Don Antonio's POV

It was damn hard to go to work with Alexa in the office the next day, especially after she had left in anger the previous day. I felt guilty for agreeing to the crazy idea Donald had set me up for. If I hadn't agreed, maybe he wouldn't have gone ahead and fired her from the CEO position.

Now I had to make up for it by helping her. She was my goddaughter, and I couldn't let Elsie, the other daughter who isn't even Donald's biological daughter, take over the company. I couldn't let her destroy everything Alexa's mother had built over the years. She built Bavarish right from scratch, even before she met Donald and agreed to marry him.

I might have acted nonchalant when Donald divorced Alexa's mother and took over her company, but not this time around when I could do something to stop another unfair act.

So I went to the office, my heart pounding in my chest.

She was already there, sitting at her desk, her emerald green eyes focused on the papers in front of her. She looked up as I walked in, shooting me a nervous smile.

"Good morning, godfather," she said, her voice a little shaky.

"Little Alexa," I called her and what I had said yesterday after calling her little Alexa flashed in my mind. I quickly erased it from my head and returned her smile with a quizzical gaze.

"I think I'm ready to learn everything I need to run the company," she announced.

I was surprised by her willingness. What happened to the Alexa who was mad at me yesterday and had left angrily?

"Okay, let's settle down and start with something simple," I replied, going over to my side of the desk. She joined me, smoothing her skirt from behind as she sat opposite me.

I began, "I need you to tell me about the company's current market share in the South American market and the estimated growth over the next five years."

She stared at me blankly. "I... I don't know."

"You don't know?" I asked, my voice increasing.

"I... I was focused more on releasing new designs," she said, her voice barely a whisper. "I never paid attention to the numbers."

"You never paid attention to the numbers?" I said, my anger rising. "You're telling me you didn't know the most basic information about your company? You need to know these things if you want to take control, Alexa. You're being naive."

I knew she was a smart girl, but she was soft, and this business was cutthroat. She needed to be strong, or Elsie wouldn't hesitate to destroy her.

I had to teach her.

"What do you suggest?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

I looked directly into her emerald green eyes. "I am going to punish you."

"Punish me?" she asked, her voice laced with shock.

"Yes," I said, my eyes locking with hers. "You've been neglecting your duties. You've been careless, and that's why you almost ran this company to bankruptcy. You need to be punished. You need to learn."

I looked at her, her beautiful face contorted with fear and anger. I felt a pang of guilt, but I knew I had to do this. "I'm going to make you learn. I'm going to make you understand the basics of this business."

"Okay, fine. How do you want to punish me? What are you going to do to me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

I took a deep breath. I knew this was the only way. Since she doesn't know the most basic part of any business, which is the numbers, I have to start with the most basic punishment.

"I'm going to spank you," I informed her.

Something flashed in her eyes, an emotion too complicated and too quick for me to interpret.

"You're going to do what?" she asked next, her voice rising above the normal level she normally talks to me with. "You're going to spank me? I think you're being ridiculous. I'm not a child. I'm a grown woman."

I felt a surge of anger rush through me for ridiculing my idea. But I let it slide and said, "I'm doing this for your own good."

"You're doing me good by hitting me?" she asked in bewilderment.

I ignored her question. "Go over to the desk and position yourself."

"I'm sorry but no," she insisted. "I'm not going to do that. What do you even mean by you wanting to spank me? I'm not a child, and neither is this a game. The only thing I want is for you to teach me how to get my former CEO position back."

I took a step toward her. Her green eyes were darkening with each passing second. "You will do as I say. I know what I'm doing with you. I'm going to have your butt spanked, whether you like it or not."

"I've already told you no, godfather," she snapped at me. "I'm not a slave. I'm not your toy. I'm not going to do it."

"Then I'll make you do it," I said, my voice hardening.

"I'm a full-grown adult, remember?" she growled. "You can't make me do anything I don't want to do."

"You'll lose," I reminded her. "You'll lose everything. You'll lose your company. You'll lose your father's love. You'll lose the position you've ever wanted. I am sure you don't want any of those to happen."

She looked at me, her eyes filled with fear. She knew I was right. She knew she needed my help. She slowly walked over to the desk with shaky steps and bent her body above it.

Taking a deep breath, I took majestic steps close to her. My eyes had no other choice than to move straight to her ass. The way she had bent herself was the perfect position for a banging sex.

I winced on getting close to her, wishing it wasn't Alexa that was lying like that. Most importantly, I wished she wasn't my goddaughter.

I would have pulled up her skirt and fucked her senselessly.