Semua Bab Sin For me, Daddy.: Bab 71 - Bab 80

As Drystan walked them Into the dimly lit room, the gentle air from the room swept across their direction, caressing Rosealba’s skin. Rosealba shuddered and her grip against his neck tightened. Drystan’s grip on her ass softened, more like a gentle fondle. Rosealba’s body tense, and her gaze against his softened. “Your ass cheeks… they are beautiful.”Rosealba’s cheeks warmed and a gentle blush crept against them. “Thank you.” She whispered softly.Drystan advanced into the room, dropping her gently on the big bed. Rosealba adjusted into the bed, her eyes holding onto Drystan who stood some inches away from the bed, his cock hard and veiny. Her throat flex subconsciously as she swallowed, moving her eyes to his bulging cock. Her cheeks warmed at the thought of being fucked by Drystan’s mighty member. Her heart raised with thoughts as Drystan stood away staring at her. What would it feel like to be fucked by him? Would her pussy drip like they do to his fingers? Would she love it?

Drystan’s right arm curled around Rosealba’s naked body, holding her closer to himself, while his left hand held onto the phone that was staring right back at him. His grip on the phone tightened, threatening to rip its part apart. Was he suddenly so poor at hiding his expression? He had gotten a message from Lina last night and the content still bothered him. Rosealba was extremely worried because he appeared at her store looking distressed and she had to inform Lina. His jaws clenched and he gritted. Ingret! Luthos was an ingret for threatening him and causing him to get his woman worried. His woman—the name sounded so weird yet so good. For decades. He had women in his bed—one that took his cock from behind in whatever position he desired but this time was different. He had not turned off the light. He had not fucked from behind and he had most definitely compromised. Giving her time to adjust to him. Everything that happened last night was ethereal. He had been a man but of few

HIS DEADLY OBSESSION.Chapter 75.Drystan sat in his chair, under the glow of the dimly lit chandelier— the only source of light that illuminated the dark office.Drystan’s finger thrummed lazily on the table as he looked outside the window, capturing the boring city view into his gaze. Drystan’s throat dried and his lips twitched into an unknowing smile. Subconsciously, he raised a finger to his lips reminiscing on the kiss he had shared with Rosealba some seconds ago. A passionate kiss that had nearly driven him to the edge of madness. It was their first kiss as couples and Damn! He had been filled with so much hunger that he barely desired to pull back. All he desired at that moment was to rip her clothes off and claim her as his again and again until they were both wasted. The bustling sound of the busy city outside turned faint under the thrumming sound of his heart that carried the thoughts of Rosealba, beating rapidly with consuming thoughts of her. “Oh Drystan… yes…” Rose

“Miss Rosealba.” The editor greeted, stretching a hand. Rosealba hurriedly took the hand, her face grazed with a cozy smile. “Please sit.” The editor urged after a brief moment of silence and Rosealba nodded, retrieving her hand from the shake. She sat on the chair opposite the editor, dropping her bag on the table that was filled with files and documented manuscripts. “What would you like to be offered, Miss Rosealba?” Although the editor’s voice sounded really professional, Rosealba could still detect that there was a bit of cordiality compared to her last visit. “Water would be fine.” Rosealba smiled simply. The editor nodded. She stood up and approached the fridge and Rosealba took a moment to admire the office. Floor-to-ceiling bookshelves lined the walls, filled with classics, contemporary masterpieces, and well-worn manuscripts marked with colorful sticky notes. Soft, golden light streamed through large windows, casting a warm glow over the plush armchair in the

“Where are we heading to?” Rosealba questioned giddily as she slumped into the passenger seat, staring up at Dryatan who said nothing but shut the door to join her in the car. “It's a surprise.” He mumbled, sparing her a glance before igniting the car. “Suprise?” Rosealba’s voice lingered with excitement. Her brows knitted and she stared at Drystan, pouting her lips to get his attention, but he only smiled, ignoring her attempt to rule over him. Gosh! She looked fucking cute doing that lips thing and she could fucking get him to talk if she didn't stop. Silence stepped in for some seconds, Rosealba’s lips twitching into different mechanics but Drystan refused to spare her a glance. He didn't trust himself when it came to her—he would spill the details and leave nothing. “So we now keep secret?” Rosealba’s tiny manipulative voice rose above the heavy silence, shattering it in seconds. Drystan’s muscle pinched and something in him shifted. Rosealba’s words were meant to be mere rom