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Sin For me, Daddy. Taking His Cock.
Chapter 115. Drystan stood before her, bare and powerful. Muscles tensed with restraint. She looked up at him, eyes widened, lips already parted, waiting for him to decide her fate. Fuck! The sight alone made his cock throb. Yearning. Craving. Pinning to be wrapped into any of her holes. As she knelt before him, completely at his mercy. His words slipped into her head, curling against every thought. “Daddy is going to fuck your mouth so hard you will know how to use it next time.”Her nipples tightened under the shelter of the big polo that draped over her body. Drystan took a step backward, letting lose of her cheeks. His eyes are dark, filled with hunger. Rosealba crawled gently, closing the little space he created between them. Drystan’s muscle clenched at the crawling sight of her. This was sure not her first time of crawling to him but she looked damn sexy doing it. “Ready?” Drystan asked. His voice, deep and taunting. Rosealba nodded, licking her lower lips. “I am alway
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Chapter 116. Rosealba got her on her feet, her legs wobbling. She glared at Drystan, fear hinting in her eyes. Her lips parted, trembling. “What are you doing?” Drystan brows furrowed noticing the glint of fear that resided in her eyes. “Sunshine.” His voice was tender as he moved closer, but Rosealba hurriedly replaced it. Drystan halted, hands stretched into the air as he tried to reach her. Rosealba stood still, uncertain of her reaction. Her heart pounded against her ribs, his words curling around her thoughts. “Come home after work, my wife wants to put on a show for you.” The word sounded familiar. Too familiar. Like the first time her father had introduced her to Don Viterro. “We will be expecting you. My daughter will put up an entertaining show for you.” Drystan glared at her for a moment longer, noticing the shift in her actions. “Hey.” His voice was soft. It came in a tender whisper. He took a step forward and this time, Rosealba didn't replace it. S
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Chapter 117. The room was alive with conversation and the occasional burst of Lina’s laughter filled the air. Rosealba walked into the dining, trying to steady herself as she approached the table. Two, no. Three pairs of eyes glanced up at her as she walked in, clad in a waist-snatching knee-length gown. “Miss Rosealba.” Diaro stood up, paying her a bow. Her eyes delighted and she nodded slightly, dismissing him with a smile. Lina's head snapped in her direction immediately and her lips stretched into a smile. She stood up, walking closer to Rosealba. “I can't believe you made Drystan cook. I am very much surprised.” Lina beamed, unaware of the storm that was happening between Rosealba’s thighs. She let out a soft smile, glaring at Drystan whose eyes glistened with mischief. “You look stunning.” she complimented Lina, who was dressed in a black tank coat and a milk pant, her eyes running down Lina’s body. Lina scrunched her nose disgusted by her outfit. “Thanks to y
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Chapter 118. A low growl slipped past Drystan’s lips as Rosealba kissed him with a hunger that stole his breath away. It was wild—needy—like she was desperate to consume him, to brand him with every lick, every bite of her lips against his. His lips moved against hers as she sucked harshly on it, groaning against his lips. This was it! The needy little slut he created. His mighty palm moved against her body, not in a rush like hers. No, they just took their time, roaming leisurely over her body, palms dragging over the curve of her waist; the swell of her breast, cupping the roundness of her ass in a slow, almost teasing squeeze. Rosealba shuddered. Her breath hitched as his thumbs brushed the underside, his fingers kneading as if memorizing every inch of her, but he didn't rush. He allowed her to devour him. Allowed her to take what belonged to her while his touch remained teasing, featherlight, slow. Her fingers moved against his chest, feeling the way his body reacted und
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Chapter 119. Rosealba clutched onto him, face buried into his chest as she muffled out light chuckles in rhythm to their ragged breathing. Her legs shook. She was completely ruined. Just like she desired it. Suddenly, a feeling of heat crept against her cheeks. She was done for. There were no two freaking ways about this. Embarrassment clashed in on her and her grip against Drystan’s shirt tightened, knuckles almost turning white. With her best friend and her bodyguard a wall away from them, she had taken him like a damn slut—moaning and arching desperately for more. A deep feeling of heat curled against her stomach as she thought about how loud she had sounded.Her chest clamped. What would Lina’s reaction be? The thoughts troubled her she almost forgot the burning ache between her thighs. With the way he had fucked her, if she was still dripping then she was not a step away from being an actual slut. One he created for himself only. As Rosealba’s heart pounded against her ea
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Chapter 120. Rosealba stretched at the gentle caress of the morning sun against her cheeks—lips grimacing while she ran her hands around the other side of the bed searching for her other half. As her hands met with emptiness—she stilled, lashes fluttering open. She sat up immediately, her big doe eyes searching around for him. “I am here,” Drystan mumbled, eyes locked against his screen. He knew the moment she woke up, and he knew the moment she started looking for him. Rosealba followed the husky trail of his voice through the dimly lit room.He sat on a cream-colored couch, his shirtless broad chest and chiseled face illuminated by the light from the laptop screen.His gaze flickered from his laptop to her, locking his gaze against hers. Rosealba’s lips curled into a beautiful smile. She pulled the duvet away from her body getting on her feet. Her legs slid into the fluffy slippers and she made her way to Drystan, his big polo draping down her thick thighs. The moment she got
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Chapter 121 Rosealba glared at the screen of her phone, brows knitted in confusion as the unknown number displayed big and bright. For all she knew, she had a routine of people who called her. If Lina wasn’t calling, then it was her mother. But today, someone else was calling. Her fingers curled around the phone. A cringing feeling twisted in her stomach, and worry settled in. Could it be Lowel? Her breath hitched in her throat. The thought unsettled her. He didn’t have a reason to call her. She dropped the phone on the side table, looking into space. As soon as the call ended, the phone began to vibrate again. Rosealba picked up the phone, glaring at the screen—heart pounding like a ticking time bomb ready to explode. It could be someone entirely different, a voice in her head echoed. Someone from the writer’s firm. That was all it took for her hand to glide against the screen. She placed the phone to her ear, heart beating against her chest as she anticipated the voice f
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Chapter 122. Drytan’s brows knitted, furrowing slightly as Rosealba ran into his arms. His strong arms curled around her body, wrapping her in a warm embrace and stroking her hair between his fingers. Drystan lowered his chin dropping it at the middle of her head. That one action was anchoring. It was an action far better than millions of soothing words. His hand ran against her hair, stroking gently while letting her bask in the peace that his arms could offer. But he was triggered. Triggered to push forward. To ask questions— what had happened to her? Did she get a panic attack again? His heart skipped at just the thought of that. Could she have gotten a panic attack that he didn't know about? Anxiety slithered through his veins, rasping fearful fangs across his jaws. Drystan throat bobbled into a swallow. He ran his arm around her body, pulling her deeper. He would ask, but for now—he allowed her to settle. Rosealba’s heartbeat reduced gradually until there
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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 moment she
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.
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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
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
Sin For me, Daddy. Claiming Him.
Chapter 129. Rosealba’s delicate fingers moved against his belt, her touch featherlight yet deliberate. Drystan leaned back against the pillow, his body tense with anticipation as she unbuckled the leather strap and pulled it away with a slow, teasing motion.Their eyes remained locked, a silent challenge passing between them. With measured grace, she slid his pants from his waist, and he instinctively lifted his hips, granting her full access to remove them along with his briefs.His semi-hard member sprang free, thick and proud, and Rosealba’s eyes gleamed with delight—like it was the first time she was seeing him.Three days.Three days without him. Three days without the aching stretch of him inside her. Three days without the connection made her body feel utterly complete.Still holding his gaze, she moved her slender fingers to his waiting cock, wrapping them around him, her grip warm and possessive.Drystan’s muscles tensed at her touch. Slowly, deliberately, she began to stro
Sin For me, Daddy. Ruining Him Instead.
Chapter 128. Drystan walked them into the dimly lit room, the air thick with tension and unspoken desire. Rosealba stood before him, her breath shallow, her body aching for his touch. His eyes, dark and possessive, traced every curve of her figures as if memorizing the landscape of his next sin. “You are trembling,” Drystan murmured, stepping closer, his fingers grazing the straps of her silk dress. “Is it fear of anticipation?”Rosealba's lips parted, but no words came out. A ghost of a smirk played on his lips as he reached for the delicate fabric, pulling it down, inch by agonizing inch. The material pooled at her feet, leaving her bare under his heated gaze. “Perfection,” he whispered his breath fanning against her neck as she tailed slowly, open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. Rosealba stiffened, his kiss sending a wild sensation across her spine. “Every inch of you... Is mine.” His hand roamed around her body, worshiping, teasing, claiming her with every touch. His
Sin For me, Daddy. To Ruin You.
Chapter 127. The gentle evening breeze curled around Rosealba’s skin the moment she stepped outside, its crisp touch carrying the faint scent of rain and roses.Slowly, Drystan’s hands moved away from her eyes.Rosealba blinked, her lashes fluttering as she adjusted to the dim golden glow of the driveway. The air around her seemed to be still, thick with something unspoken, something that coiled around her chest and stole her breath.And then she saw it.The car.Sleek, dark, and devastatingly perfect.The Bugatti La Voiture Noire stood like a beast waiting to be tamed, its midnight-black body gleaming under the soft wash of the golden moonset. Its curves were pure temptation, an art piece sculpted by the gods of speed and power.But that wasn’t what made her breath hitch.It was the roses.A sea of crimson roses spilled from the open doors onto the pristine leather seats. Hundreds—maybe thousands—of delicate petals, each one whispering of something deeper. Something unspoken.Roseal
