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Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 7.
Rosealba’s head throbbed and her blurry vision eased gently, her eyes catching a glimpse of an unfamiliar ceiling. Her right hand gripped the side of her forehead as she sat upright, grimacing from the pain that ground through her forehead. Slowly, her eyes opened and a feeling of confusion dawned on her as she became more conscious of her surroundings. Her eyes moved around the room— a breathtaking modern architecture, composed entirely of glass, creating an almost ethereal sense of transparency, bathed with gold light that cast its gentle glow on her skin. “Where… where am in?” She asked softly, her voice clear and confused as she ran her hands against the king's size soft fluffy bed, desiring an answer from no one. Her gaze shifted to her body and fear sliced through her body like the icy wind that caught through the warmest resolve. Her clothes from yesterday were gone, replaced with very beautiful, unfamiliar nightwear. Her mind drifted to the thoughts of Drystan. The room
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-15Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 8.
His Deadly Obsession. “Did you really walk in to meet Lowel fucking Stella like they didn’t already claim the sister and brother’s titles?” Lina’s sharp question pierced the air for the third time since Rosealba arrived. Rosealba nodded briefly, her lips pressed into a thin line, her shoulders tight with the weight of the memory. With each question that Lina asked Rosealba was reminded of his deep grunt and the expression his face held. “That jerk,” Lina spat, her voice laced with venom, her anger etched into every sharp line of her expression. “And he had the right to gaslight you?”Rosealba exhaled softly, her shoulders slumping further as she nodded again, barely moving her head. She was tired—tired of the questions, tired of reliving it. But she knew Lina wasn’t the type to let things go. Her best friend was relentless when it came to demanding answers.“I can’t believe that jerk had the nerve to gaslight you, after putting you through all of this stress. He should be grateful h
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-18Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 9.
His Deadly Obsession. Nothing made sense to Drystan aside from the thoughts of Rosealba and the things he did to her lips while she was asleep. The room was dimly lit. The faint hum of the overhead fan barely masked the city sounds outside. The air smelled of cigarettes and leather, a testament to the countless deals sealed in this space. Seated at the head of the long mahogany table, was Alactor Merikh Drystan. “The sovereign.” He leaned back in his chair, one leg casually crossed over the other. His dark button-down top was immaculate and he wore it like armor. A smoldering cigarette rested between his fingers, sending thin trails of smoke into the air. His face was a mask of indifference calm, his sharp cheekbones casting shadows in the dim light. His cold, dark eyes betrayed no emotion as he studied the men who sat in front of him, their nervous energy palpable. One of them is a portly man with beads of sweat forming on his temple. The other was a thin man who kept glancing
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His Deadly obsession. A smile stretched the corners of Rosealba’s lips as she moved closer and confirmed that it was Drystan. It was indeed him standing at the door of her store. How did he find her? She hurriedly opened the door, her actions filled with surprise and merriment. “You’re here,” Rosealba said, her voice laced with surprise and the faintest hint of happiness.Drystan smiled a rare and tender expression that softened the sharp lines of his face. The smile wasn’t just for her—it was for himself, too. An acknowledgment of the warmth she awakened in the cold chambers of his soul. Rosealba’s worries seemed to dissolve in the light of that smile, unaware that he didn’t know he was capable of offering something so gentle.Drystan’s eyes traced the curve of her form, lingering on every detail and her words fell on deaf ears, turning into a distant hum as he savored the sight before him. God, she looked perfect. Her blonde hair which was packed in a messy ponytail complemente
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-20Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 11.
Chapter 11.Rosealba stood before the mirror, her reflection staring back with an intensity that mirrored the raging storm within her. Clutching her manuscript, her knuckles whitened, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead, unveiling her inner turmoil. She drew in a deep breath, attempting to summon the confidence that seemed to elude her. Straightening her posture, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her shoulder. “You can do this,” she whispered to her reflection, forcing a smile that failed to mask the uncertainty in her eyes. This was her moment, her opportunity to ascend the literary ladder. The thoughts of losing loomed over her, threatening to shatter her dreams of joining the esteemed Noble Writers firm. She could not afford rejection at the moment. This was her only hope. Her only dream. The sudden vibration of her phone jolted her from her reverie. Retrieving her phone from the pocket of her cream-colored coat—a garment that exuded an elegance that her face didn'
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-26Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 12.
HIS DEADLY OBSESSION. Chapter 12. Drystan moved with quiet confidence, grabbing the plump man by the collar. The motion was almost gentle, but the fear in the man’s eyes revealed the searing heat of Drystan’s grip. He trembled like a child caught in the jaws of a predator.For a moment, Rosealba’s fear dissolved entirely, replaced by a fluttering warmth deep in her chest. Drystan wasn’t just a savior; he was a force of nature, a storm that broke through her loneliness and fear in one decisive sweep. Her savior was a monster if only she knew. A monster that took life without chances. As the man whimpered and begged, Drystan’s piercing gaze found hers, making sure that there was no bruise on her body. His eyes were sharp, yet beneath their coldness, Rosealba saw something she hadn’t expected: relief— that she was safe. In that moment, she knew she was safe—not just from these men, but from the shadows of her past that had haunted her for far too long.Drystan’s eyes darted back to th
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-27Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 13.
Chapter 13. Drystan exhaled. An almost invisible exhale. “You have been standing for long. Does your leg hurt?” His eyes narrowed down to her legs and she pressed them together. Drystan reached to her fresh feet but she took a step backward before he could grip her leg. For the fear that her confused body would react to something as tiny as the graze of his finger. Drystan stared up at her. “Doesn't it hurt?” Rosealba shook her head, slowly and he nodded getting up on his feet. He picked her nylon from the floor and walked over to the passenger seat.“I will drop you home,” he informed throwing the door open. A smile stretched at the corner of Rosealba’s lips and happiness followed. “Thank you.” She appreciated it and walked into the car, her face beaming with smiles. Drystan smiled at her very childish act. She was pure, almost too pure to be called his woman. But nobody complimented her like him. She was all his. The ride to her house was silent. Rosealba settled into the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-27Sin For me, Daddy. CHAPTER 14.
Chapter 14. Drystan stared at his violent jerking cock. “Fuck….” He cursed. A low deep curse. “Couldn't you stay calm?” the question was the most rhetorical question he had asked in years. Calm? Calm was never a word to use in a sentence that explained his desire for Rosealba. With another lady, he could stay calm, he could dismiss them even before they got down on their knees, but with Rosealba he could never stay calm. His desire for Rosealba can not be compared to any random lady who has warned his bed. Since the moment his eyes crossed her direction, his desire for her began to grow, superseding greater heights that only his desire for killing ever reached. His desire to own, possess dominate, and fuck her was great, greater than his urge to taste the blood of his every inherited enemy.His hand moved against his cock, very slowly that he could feel the pleasure coursing through him—his mind filled with images of her tiny little hands stroking his cock as gently as he was doin
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Sin For me, Daddy. Our Little Win.
Chapter 139. Rosealba walked into the office, dressed in a pristine white coat. Her black pants rustled silently at every step she took, eyes drinking her in with admiration. “Miss Rosealba.” A lady waved before Rosealba could think of greating. A small smile crept against her cheeks. He returned the gesture with a polite smile, striding past the hallway. A lady’s eyes lingered longer and Rosealba shifted on her step, reminding herself that her man had prepared her the best outfit, of course, it would get people talking. “You look exquisite…” The lady commended as she got closer to Rosealba, throwing a peck at her.Rosealba’s cheeks warmed. “Thank you...” she murmured, increasing the pace of her steps. She would do anything. Anything as long as it got her to her office in a minute, away from the prying eyes of these adorable figures. The moment she stepped into her office, a soft sigh escaped her lips, her palm resting lightly on her chest.She walked closer to her already arran
Sin For me, Daddy. Soul Snatching Orgasm.
Chapter 138. A soft exhale slipped past Rosealba’s lips as she sucked in some air. “That was…” her breath shuddered, sensation scorching the layers of skin.“That was fantastic...” she commended, glaring at the smirking Drystan.“Fantastic is yet to come sunshine... Because… fantastic is when I would slip my cock into that beautiful pussy and remind you of who I belong to… understood?” His voice was a soft blend of low and hoarse as he spoke, sparing her a soft wink. Rosealba’s eyes delighted, her pupils brightening further. He was going to remind her that he belonged to her? It was the prettiest he had ever been and it sparked a joy in her. “You are beautiful,” Drystan mumbled low, hands gripping her thighs apart. Rosealba’s inner churned, her eyes struggling to keep up with his burning gaze in his. With his gaze still locked against hers, he moved a hand to his cock and the tension in the air shifted. Rosealba’s breath hung against her throat, coiling so hard she could feel t
Sin For me, Daddy. Claiming Her With Ever Suck.
Chapter 137. Drystan pulled the black panties from her feet. His eyes darkened and hooded, pinned her in place as he took her wet pants to the nose, taking a gentle sniff from it.Rosealba’s walls clamped, skin prickling from the sensation of his action. Her toes curled underneath the water, mouth-watering from the way he sniffed her in like he was trying to inhale every scent until there was no left. Then slowly, he tugged the pants away, moving closer to her. “You smell…. Delicious, sunshine.”Rosealba's nipples prickled, his words delighting her stomach. She tilted her head, chin slightly raised. “Just like you like it, huh?”Drystan’s lips curled lowly but he said nothing. He moved closer and closer and griped her thighs apart, positioning himself between her spread-out leg. Rosealb’s stomach flipped, heat burning between her thighs. His eyes moved gently against her body, drinking her in. “You know…” his voice came in a low murmur, but without waiting for her to reply,
Sin For me, Daddy. Punishing Her Like A Bad Girl.
Chapter 136.“Sunshine,” Drystan called innocently, his voice low yet husky, a quiet rumble that stirred the surface of the water—but she didn’t reply. She just leaned against the edge of the pool, sipping from her juice while glaring at him with an emotionless expression, the chill in her silence louder than any scream.Drystan moved his hands to his pants, eyes on her, unaware of the storm brewing behind her pretty, unreadable face. He unhooked the button of his black pants, fingers moving with that unbothered confidence only he could carry.Rosealba’s breath hitched against her throat as she watched him slowly pull his briefs down.His semi-hard member bounced out in confidence and…Her stomach flipped, nipples tingling against her wet bra as a flush of heat rushed beneath her skin.She blinked, tearing her gaze from his veiny monster, her face burning even as the cool water kissed her skin.She lifted the glass cup to her lips, taking a sip to quench the sensation pooling between
Sin For me, Daddy. Jealousy.
Chapter 135. Rosealba walked into the living room, heart fluttering against her chest. Three hours! It had been three hours without her man, yet it had felt like forever. A feeling of warmth seethed through her as she thought of what Drystan’s hands would feel like today when she fell into his embrace. Warm and inviting, as always. “Welcome, ma,” the guards greeted in unison as Rosealba made to take the stairs, too eager to see her man. She tilted her head backward, rendering them a polite smile and taking to her heels. She didn’t have time—not one she could spare for pleasantries. She got to the room, heart thrumming gently against her chest. She wondered what he could be doing. Perhaps lying on the bed, enclosed by the thoughts of her. Or… He could as well be stroking himself to an unholy thought of her. Her pussy tingled at the thought, and the sensation prickled her skin, sending a shudder across her spine. Rosealba hemmed against the air, reaching for the handle. The
Sin For me, Daddy. Drawn In Doubt.
Chapter 134. The office was unlike anything Rosealba had ever imagined. The office was… breathtaking.But not in a loud, extravagant way. No—it was quietly beautiful and intimate. Personal if she must say. It soothed her taste so much to be called just a coincidence. It felt like walking into a dream that didn’t just scream luxury but whispered comfort. The kind that didn’t need to beg for attention because it already owned the room.Rosealba stepped inside slowly, her heels brushing against polished floors that shimmered like glass beneath her. Sunlight poured through the ceiling-to-floor windows, casting a warm, golden hue across the room. Her breath caught—not just because of the elegance—but because of the view.The city sprawled out before her, vast and glittering. Towers reaching into the sky, streets winding through tiny figures and glowing signs. It felt alive, moving, breathing—and yet here, inside this office, everything was still. Quiet. Like she was floating above the c
Sin For me, Daddy. Moments Without Her.
Chapter 133. Drystan sat under the glow of the dimly lit room, on a leather couch, opposite a buyer.A glass of red wine rested in his hand, his long fingers curling lightly around the stem. Behind him, Rocco stood silent and watchful, dressed in black, a shadow of the man he served. The scent of power clung to Drystan—still, magnetic, and quietly suffocating.The buyer sat forward, too close to the edge of his seat, voice nervous as it cracked through the silence. “I was thinking—uh—maybe we could renegotiate the price. Just this once. I mean, you’ve got supply, right? And I’ve got people waiting—”Drystan wasn’t listening. Not really.He sipped his wine slowly, letting the man’s words dissolve into the silence. He wasn’t really listening. Not entirely.His mind was somewhere else. Wrapped in the memory of warm lips pressed to his. Her back leaning against her sleek black Bugatti as he kissed her goodbye this morning.That kiss hadn’t been gentle. It had been desperate. Like they we
Sin For me, Daddy. A Dream Come True.
Chapter 132. The Bugatti La Voiture Noire glided into the compound with effortless grace, its jet-black body gleaming under the sunlight. Low and sleek, it moved like a shadow—silent, powerful, and impossible to ignore. The deep growl of the engine echoed briefly before settling into a low purr.Right behind it, a matte black Mercedes-Maybach followed at a respectful distance, just as polished, just as intimidating—but with the quiet elegance of a trusted guardian. Together, they rolled in like royalty, turning the compound into a runway of power.As the guard in the Maybach stepped out, he hurriedly walked to the Bugatti.The door opened, and Rosealba’s pointed-toe stiletto heels came into view as she dropped one leg down. The beauty of her fairy-like legs caught the glow of the sunrise, the delicate curve of her calves accentuated as she stepped out of the car, standing at an imposing 5’9”.The gentle morning air lifted her hair, causing it to flutter like a golden halo around her.
Sin For me, Daddy. First Day At Work.
Chapter 131. Rosealba stood in front of the glass that mirrored a confidence sponsored by her elegant outfit. Draped in a long, thick, tank-tailored-to-perfection coat—she stood tall, reflecting the actual meaning of perfection. The door to the room opened, and the air shifted. The tension in the air thickened as Drystan stood by the door, leaning gently against it, arms crossed. His eyes swept her in, taking in the tank coat that flowed past the calves, with structured shoulders and a soft, satiny lining that flashed subtly against the lighting. Rosealba shifted at the weight of his heavy glare. She turned to meet him staring at her. Eyes locked against her black cross-neck singlet, which gave a simple, sultry, and chic appearance. Drystan grinned, his eyes glimmering with something dangerous. She looked like a flirt to the look of power and oh freaking Molly! That was his woman! Draped in black—danger’s favorite color, she looked like everything—sinful. Just like he liked it
