All Chapters of YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ANASTASIA“Seriously, Ana?”I watch her eyes harden the moment I take my face off my knees. If I hadn’t been too overwhelmed, I would have noticed her presence the moment she arrived, but I didn’t even know she'd been standing in front of me for over five minutes and watching me cry.“I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have seen this.” Grabbing the door handle as I pull myself off the floor.“You’re sorry? Seriously, what am I to you, Ana? Fucking tell me.” She yells, I don’t recognize her amber eyes anymore because they're full of rage and hurt that she doesn't speak of.I think she’s hurt that she’s seen me cry for the first time, or maybe she's hurt because she has discovered that I lied to her.“I told you I’m fine, Kari. I just felt overwhelmed. I promise you I’m okay.” I lie through my fucking teeth, and it doesn’t help soften her anger because the look in her eyes tells that she is aware I'm lying.And I keep on doing it to her. Trying to deny the obvious.She comes closer, cupping my

DENVERI knew this would be hard, but I didn’t think it would be this hard to let her go. It’s so fucking unbearable trying not to think of her.Aside from murmuring her name while asleep or waking up to hear myself calling out for her, there has been this emptiness inside me. It comes with all the baggage of taking the wrong step.All my life, I’ve always done things rightly with no mistake, but now I think I’ve done something so stupid for the first time. So stupid in the sense that I thought I could do without her or get on with my normal life routine.I thought I could.Maybe I was wrong.Being cut off from her bright smiles, easy laughter, and cheerful presence is similar to dying slowly. It’s different from when she is angry at me and likely not wanting to speak to me. At least then, I could see her at the firm and make sure she was alright.Now it’s a blank slate. Now, I’m left with the memories of her and how she felt in my arms. I think of how she made me soften from the hard

ANASTASIA I would be stupid if I said I wasn’t hurting. It’s been over a week since it happened, but I will never be the same again, not when I can’t erase my memories. How am I supposed to forget it like it never happened?No matter what I try, I can’t seem to forget it or what schemes I attempt to indulge in; I can’t take him off my mind, even though thinking about him hurts like hell.His name and thoughts always pop up in my head, literally unexpectedly. How can I stop thinking about him when it’s bedtime? Or when I’m about to take a bite of my meal or take a sip of my milkshake?Fuck, my world has been so entangled with him that it’s so difficult to disentangle myself.Or how the bloody fuck do I delete moments of him from my head? He’s the first person I think of when I wake up, and the freaking last person I think of when I shut these pretty eyes of mine.I know I should stop thinking about him, but I feel like I need closure to move on. I need answers to why he did those thing

ANASTASIAD...Did he really say he loved me?Every hair on my skin stood firm the moment he whispered those words. I almost melted in his arms, but I couldn’t risk it. I still needed to trust him more.My entire life, I had been waiting for those words. I was speechless for a brief moment as my inner walls crumbled helplessly. The fact he said those words without blinking or without breaking eye contact with me sent a jolt of excitement through my bones.I wanted to jump and hug and kiss him until I could no longer breathe, but I paused. I had so much restraint from going close to him because I couldn’t break my own heart again. I broke my own heart by trusting and expecting so much from him, but I couldn’t make that same mistake again.His presence has always had effects on me, and I didn’t believe my thigh clenched when he came closer to me, and at that moment the only air I could breathe was his.I took in his fucking manly scent as my eyes ran through his broad shoulders and his

ANASTASIA"Even right now.” His tempting voice immersed in my brain, and the only thing that makes sense now is this man's touch.Fuck, he couldn’t even resist as he took in my breath and I breathed in his. He brings his teeth snatching my lips and kisses me so delicately, like precious porcelain.“Gosh, I miss these fucking lips.” I murmur into his mouth. The kissing part is hot, but I can’t wait to have him deep inside me.I wrap my leg around his waist; he holds me so tight as he kisses the hell out of my lips.My nipples begin to ache, desperate for his hands on them. I think this man always has a way of making me lose my mind.Like I’m doing right now. I feel so hot; I’m not gentle as I tear off the tank top on me, leaving my boobs to fall out in front of him.His eyes darkened with temptation as he stared at my pink nipples. The lust in his eyes is alluring. In that swift moment of him staring at my hard and pink nipples, I stare at his gorgeous face.I can’t stop emphasizing how