All Chapters of Father, Please.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

“You swapped it out with the original?” I ask,“Yes I did, also sent one anonymously of course to the people investigating it, they should stop investigating you two now.” My shoulders sag with relief,“Thank goodness.”Aryan pulls out his phone and contacts Bernard, telling him he could go out of hiding now. I didn’t hear what Bernard says on the other end because I was searching for the bottle, only to find it still clutched in Aryan’s iron grip. A sigh slips out of me.“The inauguration ceremony is tomorrow, will you come?”Evan sits on the stool beside me, “That is tomorrow?”I shrug, “It is what is good for the firm, so the stocks can go up again.”Wow, look at me go, sounding so knowledgeable at this kind of thing.“True, but that also means you go back soon, and I won’t have my real life show.”I almost forgot about that, I suck in a breath in thought, “We promised you one, and you will get it, trust me.”“When? The ceremony is in a few hours and you return same day or nex

I watched my mouth form a perfect circle from my reflection when he says that, his hand behind my head does not move an inch, still forcing my head down. “Kitten?” he asks slapping his hardness against my swollen clit, my legs shake and tiny shocks flow from my clit to the rest of my body.My reflection’s eyes rolled back, all I could see was glimpses of my body shaking and my throat working as I tried to push out words, my fingers gripped the marble sink tight, and as my throat worked, Aryan slammed himself into me. Evan and I let out identical gasps. Stars burst behind my eyelid, and while my eyes were wide open, I was hardly seeing anything, everything faded around me as I felt the fullness of him inside of me, pushing and writhing, trying to adjust itself inside of me. “Are you okay Kitten?”The words sounded garbled in my ears, like I was far away from him, not beneath him, I try to find the words to reassure him that I was fine, and the only thing I was able to get out was,

“I beg your pardon?” I manage to form the words, but my eyes were wide, did he just reject me? My thoughts were a jumbled mix inside of my head.He chuckled, the sound drying my throat, “I know what you are going to ask me and the answer is no.”“What?” My voice comes out as a weak whisper, even to my own ears, blood drained out of my hands and feet and suddenly I was feeling chilly. “You do?”He nods,“I know you don’t want anything to happen to my inheritance, and you were the one who started this whole thing, but I can’t let you stop it.” “What do you mean?”He gives me a long look as we got to a red light, he turned me, and I think he is definitely going to reject me. My thoughts are scattered and buzzing around inside of my head, I could not stop them. “I am not going to stop being your dom, you asked for it, you got it, I am not going to stop because of the inheritance, we have Bernard in our hands now.”“Wait... that is what you meant?”He smiles at me, full smile, my heart

There was a teeny, tiny fact that I over looked when I embarked on this overzealous journey of my confession without bothering to change my clothes; I am the least artistic person I know, I had the endurance of an overworked horse, and the stamina of a man in his youth when it came to long distance racing, but my hands were only creative in the bedroom it seems. “How on earth can’t I make something as simple as a fucking heart?” I throw my hands up in the air, frustration seeping out of my pores.I had tried to make a heart with the petals, but for some reason it kept looking like some weird shit, every fucking time, and I am not even sure what I am doing wrong. I have been at it for so long, huffing, panting and sweating as I do, and the results were this really ugly shaped thing. My plan was to make him stand in the middle of the heart, and let him know that was exactly what he was doing, taking up all of the space inside of my heart, it was supposed to be a cheeky but sweet con

Aryan was right when he said we had a lot to do, and not just the paperwork, he had gone out of the office twice to bless or sanitize different places, while I stayed back finishing up the paperwork, and I felt like they were going to drown me. Bernard’s assistant would be doing my work for weeks. I felt him before I heard him, he came from behind me, grabbing a handful of my ass cheeks, and with the other hand he pats my pussy through my work pants. “Who’s my good girl?” he whispered into my ears.I was instantly drenched, my head inkling backwards, giving him a better range of my neck, to do as he pleases. “You smell so good.” he whispered before placing his nose close to my neck and then inhaling, I shiver against his body. Surprising both of us, he pulls hands away from me, I whimper from lack of physical contact.“We have a lot of work, but I figured we could have a quick snack before we continue.” he says as he steps out of my personal space.I turn around to get a look at