All Chapters of MY DAUGHTER'S MATE: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

GEORGINA'S POV. Godfrey kept on kissing my neck, his hands slipping under my dress, I let out a faint moan parting my legs to give him full access, and his hands moved to my hips, gently caressing them. I bit my lips hard as his mouth slowly moved to my shoulder, moving down to my boobs. His hands left my hips, making their way to my breasts giving them a gentle squeeze as he rubbed his head in between my breastsMy eyes were closed, a faint smile playing on my lips as I held his hair. He takes one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking it like a baby hungry for milk, while his other hand plays with my other nipple. “Fuck,” I cussed as my legs curled in pleasure. Godfrey didn't stop, his pace increasing and sometimes he used his tongue to give my nipple a tease. He slowly moves to my other nipple, sucking it without mercy, I was already fucking wet, I needed more.I pushed him away, untying his pants rope, he laughed as watched me try to lose the knot.Why would be tie the knot in

GEORGINA'S POV. I froze immediately, saying nothing, my eyes slowly turned to Pamela who held her head up in pride. I can't believe she dared say that to the king, but it doesn't matter anyway, the king would have found out sooner or later. “I was told that you talked Pamela into keeping quiet,” the King added. “She is your daughter.”“That's why I asked her to keep quiet,” I defended folding my hands under my breasts. “Don't you know how humiliating this is?” He frowned. “How could the next king be a slave?”If I had found Godfrey sooner, I would have chosen him over you, at least Godfrey is a righteous man and he wasn't useless unlike you.“She isn't getting married to him, that was her decision,” I replied. “If I was told earlier, I would have taken control of the situation and Pamela would have gotten married already.”“And how could you have taken control of the situation, if not by asking me to take control of the situation or by beheading the poor boy?” I scoffed. The Ki

GODFREY'S POV. I walked quietly to the training ground, the maids around whispered among themselves as I passed them. Today was the day I finally resumed my work as the gamma sentinel. Beta Nathan was the Alpha sentinel, gamma Israel was the beta sentinel while I was now the gamma sentinel. Gamma Israel waved his hand from afar as he walked closer to me, He leaned forward, pulling me into a tight big hug as he wiggled me. “Welcome back son,” he said, releasing me from his embrace.“I didn't see you at the celebration party yesterday,” I said. “Oh, Beta Nathan asked me to do some work so I couldn't attend but I want you to know that I am truly proud of you, you did well,” he said, his voice filled with pride. “Better than anyone expected. I will be honest with you, I didn’t think you would win that fight. None of us did. Most believed you wouldn’t survive.” I chuckled, flickering my eyes past him. Even I am left puzzled. “Well, fate is filled with mystery,” I joked. “How did

GODFREY'S POV. They didn't even give me time to enjoy my new position as Beta Nathan tasked me with different errands. I had to spend the night in my office, so I could not see the queen last night. I just hope she wasn't worried last night. I was still going through some documents when I heard a knock on my door. The door slowly opens and a young boy walks in. We bowed at the same time to each other before I realized that I was now an important person in the palace, not a slave anymore. The boy didn't seem to notice what just happened as he kept his face down as he passed his message. “Beta Nathan seeks your presence,” he said. “Okay, thank you,” I smiled bowing again. “What the fuck?” I screamed in my head. The boy noticed it as a faint smile was on his face as he bowed again walking out of my office. I dropped the documents on the table angrily, I just got into the office yesterday and I had covered ten years of work already. “Draco,” I called but he didn't respond. Drac

GODFREY'S POVI was walking around the village market, my boots filled with wet mud, and the familiar scent of dirt, and rotten or dead animals filled the air, bringing back my childhood experiences in the village. We had dressed casually to blend in, our weapons hidden under layers of fabric. I wore a long cloak to conceal my identity, its hood drawn low over my face. The last thing I wanted was for everyone or someone to know that I was in the market searching for thieves.Nothing has really changed. Children ran around kicking a ball, their laughter filling in the air, My lips curled into a faint smile as old memories drifted back. I remembered a time when I still scavenged through the dirt looking for dry old pieces of bread, playing throughout the day to distract myself from the loneliness and hunger of the day. The scent of freshly baked bread mixed with the chatter of merchants haggling over prices. I turned, inspecting the market stalls one by one when a sudden movement c