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Sin For me, Daddy. Cumming On His Cock.
Chapter 130. Drystan’s fingers flexed against her waist, fighting the urge to take control But this was her moment. Her moment to fuck him. To ruin him. To show him that she was something more than the good girl he knew her as. So he allowed her to take the show. Rosealba moved her hand to his chest, her fingers trailing gentle featherlight touches against it. Then she rolled her hips, slow at first savoring the way his abs tightened, and the way his breathing shuddered. Slowly, she began to hump her body, taking him in like a slut. Drystan’s grip on her waist tightened. His head rolled backward. “Goodness!” He groaned, his fingers digging deeper, guiding her move, even though he promised to let her lead. Rosealba rolled her hips, throwing her head backward and savoring the pleasure of the moment. Her walls tightened at every hump, sensation crawling across her spine. Drystan’s lips parted, his muscles tightening. “Just like that.” He mumbled, lips trembling. Rosealba arched
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-04Sin 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-05Sin 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.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-06Sin 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-07Sin 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-07Sin 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-09Sin 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
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-04-10Sin 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
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Sin For me, Daddy. Touching Herself For Him.
Chapter 160.Rosealba’s breath hitched and she obeyed, sliding her fingers back into her warm trembling heat. “Oh… god.” she cries softly, lips partying. Drystan’s made lose of his zippers, his cock bouncing forward. Hard and erect. His head tipped backward.“That's it. That's it, Sunshine.”His voice came out strangled, now wrecked by her moans and the way his fingers moved up and down his cock. “You like being overstimulated, don't you? You like it when it starts to ache. You love being ruined for me. By me?”Rosealba’s eyes rolled backward, her fingers rubbing gently on her clit. “Yes.” She gasped, voice turning breathless. “Its too much—but I — I love it— I need it—”Drystan’s muscles pinched, his hand moving faster against his cock. “Fuck! You are going to make me cum, Sunshine. “Argh!!!” he snarled. “You sound so fucking desperate, sunshine. Like you’d let me fuck you through tears if I was there.” She bit on her lower lips, nodding her head as though he could see her. “I
Sin For me, Daddy. Touch Yourself For Me.
Chapter 159. Rosealba sat on the bed, draped in Drystan’s white t-shirt, a symbol of how badly she had missed him. Her hands clutched onto the phone, nails curling tightly around the edge. She glared at the piece of paper on her left hand, jaws clamping at the thought of what tomorrow would be like if she didn't go to see Lowel. Her chest tightened, curiosity swelling at the core of her heart. What if she didn't go? Would Lowel show up on her wedding day to cause a scene? Her heart tightened, anger raging through her veins. After every freaking thing he had done, he still had the guts to show his freaking face to her? Her jaws tightened, veins twitching along her fingers. Dispeakable! She spat, squeezing the paper against her grip. The sudden beep of her phone thrummed through the air and Rosealba blinked, jolting out of her trance. Her muscles tightened, her head tilting to the side of her bed. The moment her eyes met with the face on her screen, her chest loosened and all
Sin For me, Daddy. A Price For Hatred.
Chapter 158.Sicily, midnight.The moon sat low, a pale white coin above the hills of Sicily. The air was thick with the scent of sea salt and silence. Somewhere beyond the rusted gates of the villa, crickets chirped like a warning.A black convoy rolled through the dirt path, headlights slicing through the mist. The first car halted at the grand iron gates. It didn’t honk. It didn’t wait.It simply paused.And from the backseat, he stepped out.Drystan.Tall. Composed. Death dressed in black.His long coat moved with the wind, the leather brushing against his thighs like a second skin. His gloves were still stained from the earlier kill, but he hadn’t bothered to wipe them. The blood had dried, dark like his silence.The night seemed to bow to him. Even the wind went still.The guards at the gate shifted. One reached for his gun.Drystan didn’t blink.He raised his eyes slowly, gaze flat, cold, and distant. That was all it took. The guard’s hand dropped. His fingers trembled. He buzz
Sin For me, Daddy. An Encounter With The Ex.
Chapter 157. The celebration was going smoothly.Rosealba and Emilia ate happily, both discussing work. This was supposed to be a moment away from work, but somehow they found themselves drifting back into it, talking about the beauty of it as though it were stitched into their souls.“You know… when I just started working in this firm, I used to be quite uptight. Because my mum said the key to a successful human is observation.” Emilia dug her fork into her food and laughed heartily while tearing a piece apart.She was the complete opposite of Rosealba. Loud. Cheerful. A force that commanded the room without even trying. But for some reason, Rosealba loved her vibe a little more than she had ever thought she would. It was chaotic, yet oddly comforting.“I was not a person to observe…” Emilia continued, shoving a forkful of pasta into her mouth, darting her tongue out to lick the fragment that tugged low beside her lips, careless and free.Rosealba ate quietly. Observing. She wasn’t
Sin For me, Daddy. A Wish; For Forever.
Chapter 156.Rosealba and Emilia arrived at the restaurant.The moment they stepped in, Rosealba shimmered under the dim glow of the restaurant, her blond hair cascading down her back in a loose wave. Soft golden hues from low-hanging chandeliers kissed her skin, making her look like something ethereal — delicate and radiant. The restaurant bathed in a decadent mystery; its walls were painted in a rich, shadowy black that gave off an aura of secrecy and intimacy, like the world outside had vanished the moment they walked in.Her eyes wandered around the dark wall of the all-black restaurant, and the image immediately rang a bell, reminding her of that other black-themed restaurant where she last went on a date with Drystan. The day he proposed to her.Her heart clamped. Not in pain. But in the slight ache of missing the one dearest to your heart. A hollow tenderness thudded against her chest, slow and aching.They moved closer to the black chairs wrapped in opulence, upholstered in lu
Sin For me, Daddy. A Celebration Plan.
Chapter 155.Rosealba stepped into the company, eyes heavy on her.She didn’t need to question their gaze. Her man had barged in here yesterday. Fucked her to oblivion and even in her subconscious she knew he had carried her out from here in bridal style. That was enough to cause a scandal in a place she had barely only started working in, for two months.The shame of it weighed like a stone against her chest. Every step felt heavier than the last, her heels clicking against the marble floor while the silent whispers burned into her skin.Her head spun as she walked up to the elevator amidst their burning gaze. This headache had been persistent and it didn’t come from lack of sleep. They came from waking up to an empty bed, and of course, Zero warmth. Just a day into this journey of ‘No Drystan around.’ and she was already losing her mind.Her chest tightened at the thought. Was it normal to miss someone so much it hurt to breathe?The elevator door opened and swallowed her whole.A s
Sin For me, Daddy. A Bride At Home.
Chapter 153. The engine growled low as Drystan drove alone through the winding path that led to the estate. His hands gripped the steering wheel, the weight of old memories pressing against his chest with every mile. Back then, when the weight of expectation and unspoken words were becoming heavy, he would run here to meet his uncle. Stay there days without saying a word to anyone about what exactly was up. Then over time, he realized his father had reason for putting all of that weight on him. The mansion came into view, sitting in the cradle of misty trees, cloaked in the kind of silence that made the past feel alive again. Drystan slowed the car, his sharp eyes sweeping the grounds. The fountains were still running. The garden is still meticulously trimmed. It all looked the same, yet somehow different. Nostalgia rolled over him in a quiet, heavy wave. His uncle made great choice of running off to come stay here in Sicily, but he? He was born Rome. In fact the Italian Mafia
Sin For me, Daddy. Killing An Enemy.
Chapter 152.The gates creaked open.Drystan’s black Maserati pulled into the secluded Sicily villa — a home away from home, but it felt nothing like one because his woman. The light that brightened his part was not so close to him. The car door shoved open with a sharp pull by a guard on stand-by. Drystan brought a leg down stepping out into the thick, humid evening. His shirt clung to his body, half unbuttoned from the hours of drive. His jaw clenched so hard it ached.Rocco who was already waiting at the entrance hurriedly stepped forward, his head bowed respectfully.“My lord.”Drystan didn’t spare him a glance.“Prepare the car. I want to be out of here in twenty.”“Yes, my lord,” Rocco answered instantly.He stepped ahead and pushed open the heavy door for Drystan, standing aside.Drystan entered, each step heavy, his mind elsewhere.Rome.Rosealba.The image of her face clogged his mind. Her grip against his body, her body curling into his side at night.He should be in bed wi
Sin For me, Daddy. The Threat.
Chapter 151. The room was dark—eerily darker than usual. Rosealba tossed restlessly against the bed, groaning softly in her sleep. Her head spun, pulsing with something she could only describe as a deep headache.She moved a hand to her head, her palm gently caressing her temple in a faint attempt to ease the pain.It was then that she felt it—the presence of someone, the weight of piercing eyes heavy on her body. Her brows knitted in sudden fury. Drystan… Drystan… The name rang in her head, but she knew deep down it wasn’t him.Her heart raced, the sensation of being watched was too real, too intense. Immediately, her eyes sprang open, only to meet a pair of perfect, familiar eyes staring right back at her.Rosealba hurriedly sat upright, her breath uneven, the shock of awakening suddenly rushing through her like ice-cold water.“Hazel,” she called her voice still thick with sleep, brows furrowed as she tried to make sense of the sudden intrusion.“My lady,” Hazel said, her tone sof
