Daddy’s Sinful Pleasure
Content Warning:
This book contains mature themes, explicit se.xual content, BD.SM dynamics, and a Daddy/Good Girl Kink between consenting adults. Recommended for 18+ readers who enjoy dark, erotic romance.
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“So what’s your name?” She asked
“Julian.” I said
Julian,” she repeated it like she was tasting it. “You sound like a man who ruins lives.”
“I’ve been known to,” I smirk.
She tilted her head,as she bit her lip. “Are you gonna ruin mine?”
My cock hardened in response.
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After catching her boyfriend of six years cheating—with her best friend.
Zoe let’s loose and indulges in one drunken night at a club. After which she stumbles into the backseat of a sleek black car she thought was her ride share.
But it’s not. It belongs to Julian.
A brutally hot,commanding and much older man. With a reputation for being cold and dominant.She thinks it’s just one reckless night.
But everything spirals out of control when he reappears in her world again but this time not just for one night.
Julian remembers her. Every sinful sound she made. Every bruise he left. And now,he wants more.
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Chapter: That explains the sabotage JULIAN’S POV The loud crack of Aaron’s golf club echoed across the quiet course as the ball soared cleanly through the morning air. “Damn,” he muttered, lowering the club. “That one felt good.” I barely looked up from where I stood near the golf cart, adjusting my glove. “You say that every time.” “Because I’m talented.” I snorted“You’re mediocre at best.” Aaron scoffed. “And yet somehow I’m still beating you.” “You’ve been keeping score?” I asked dryly. “Obviously.” A faint smirk tugged at my mouth as I stepped forward and positioned myself for my shot. The cool Thursday morning air helped clear my head slightly, but not enough. Not with everything currently happening. I swung smoothly. The ball flew across the green with precision before landing farther than Aaron’s had. His face twisted immediately. “I hate you.” “That is talent,” I replied calmly. Aaron rolled his eyes before grabbing another ball. “You’ve been in a weird mood all morning.” I di
Last Updated: 2026-06-07
Chapter: You're not a pawn JULIAN’S POV I stared at the reports spread across my desk, irritation simmering beneath my skin. Aaron and the rest of the campaign team had left hours ago. Maureen had also left for home a few minutes ago, after informing me that another venue had been canceled in Connecticut. Another “anonymous source” was feeding information to the press before my campaign even officially launched. And whoever was behind it knew exactly how to apply pressure without leaving obvious fingerprints. I let out an exasperated sigh as I skimmed through another email from one of the campaign coordinators. This was no longer a political competition. Someone was actively trying to destabilize me before I could even gain momentum. A frantic knock interrupted my thoughts. I barely looked up before calling out. “Not now.” The door opened anyway. Normally
Last Updated: 2026-05-19
Chapter: Discussing my personal life publicly JULIAN’S POV “So the campaign kicks off in NYC then we move over to New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Connecticut, Delaware, Massachusetts, and lastly Oregon.” I listened quietly as one of Elijah Burke’s campaign strategists spoke, her manicured fingers tapping against the digital board displaying maps, schedules, projections, and polling data. The conference room was abuzz with energy. Half the people seated around the long black table had built political careers out of destroying opponents before they even realized they were in danger. There were Media consultants, campaign managers, financial strategists, and public image experts. Only the best in the game and now they work for me. “The NYC launch has to be flawless,” Elijah said smoothly from across the table. “First impressions matter more than anything else in politics.” Aaron, who sat two seats away from me, leaned back lazily in his chair. “Everything in politics sounds exhausting.” “It is,” one of the women mutte
Last Updated: 2026-05-18
Chapter: Get your act together MADISON’S POV I watched in disgust as Liam emptied yet another bottle of whiskey. My eyes drifted to the clock, it was barely past 9am. “Let me guess, you’re going to spend the entire day drinking again.” He gave me a deathly glare. “What is it to you?” “Because I’m the one who has to deal with your mood swings when the drinking starts and I’d rather not spend my day doing that.” He scoffed as he took another swig straight from a fresh bottle whilst scrolling through his phone. “Mind your own business.” “Speaking of business, shouldn’t you be at work by now?” “I called in sick.” I mentally face-palmed myself. Oh for the love of God. “Keep that up and you’ll be thrown out of this house when you can't afford the bills anymore.” He ignored me and continued scrolling on his phone, stopping when he got to a video whose audio I had heard countless times in the last week. It was the Video of Zoe giving a speech after being called on stage by her boss Julian. “Go
Last Updated: 2026-05-16
Chapter: A means to an end ZOE’S POV I still felt guilty for how I had told my parents to marry Talia off instead which was the reason I was currently standing on the front door even though I had vowed never to return. My sister and I may not have the best relationship but no one deserves to have their free will taken away… And no matter how much she irritated me…she was still my sister. I pushed open the front door without knocking. “Hello?” I called out, my voice echoing faintly through the quiet house. There was no response. That was odd, the lights were on, and the doors weren’t locked. Someone had to be home. “Talia?” I tried again, stepping further inside. Still nothing. A frown creased my brows as I slipped off my heels and set them by the door, my footsteps quieter now as I moved deeper into the house. The silence felt… off.
Last Updated: 2026-05-14
Chapter: Welcome to the game JULIAN’S POV “Guess who is running for Mayor?” “Who?” Aaron’s voice came through the line, slightly strained. He was probably at the gym. I let the silence sit for a second, my gaze fixed on the city below. Three months ago, I would have laughed at the idea. “Me.” I took a slow sip of whiskey, watching the city stretch out beneath me as I waited for his response. “Who are you and what have you done to my friend?” he finally asked. A faint smirk tugged at my lips. “It isn't a joke.” “It should be,” he shot back. “Because the last time someone brought this up, you told them you’d rather set your company on fire than sit in a room full of politicians pretending to care about people.” “I remember.” “And now you’re running?” he pressed. “Just like that?” “It’s not ‘just like that.’” “Then explain it to me.” Because I could. Simple. “I’ve been thinking about it,” I said instead. Aaron huffed out a breath. “That’s not an explanation, Julian. That’s a defle
Last Updated: 2026-05-13
A Bride For A Truce
A deep bone-melting groan vibrates from his chest. “I want to see you malyshka.Every inch of you.”
I shiver in anticipation as his fingers trail down my back, lowering the zipper of my dress, the fabric pooling at my waist. My tits come into view as cool air kisses my bare skin.
His sharp intake of breath makes my stomach flip.
“Damn,” the word is rough, almost reverent as his large hand cups my left tit, squeezing softly. “They look even better than I had imagined.” His grip tightens slightly. “A perfect fit for my hands.”
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Serafina had only one dream: to take center stage at the New York Opera.
But if wishes were horses, even beggars would have a ride.
Thrown into an arranged marriage, She is determined to hate him but soon discovers that there’s a thin line between love and hate.
Adriko has no use for love. His focus is power, his goal is revenge.But what do you do when your greatest threat is your most sinful desire?
A pawn in the game…
A Bride for a truce…
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Chapter: Blood, sweat and tears Adrik’s Pov The air in the room was thick with dread, the weight of unspoken words very heavy. Diana sat silently by the wall, her face blotchy from crying, eyes swollen and red, the sounds of her sniffing filling the now quiet room. Sergei stood near the door like a statue, ready to move at my slightest command. Marco sat opposite me, his shoulders slumped, hands folded together like he was waiting for a verdict from God Himself. And across from me— Serafather Vincenzo paced like a caged animal, running his hands through his hair over and over. I barely looked at him at first. I couldn’t. If I did, I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t rip his throat out with my bare hands. “You cannot step down,” Marco said quietly but firmly, breaking the suffocating silence. “You do, and Viktor wins without firing a single bullet. The Vory fractures. Alliances crumble. Blood floods the streets again.” I laughed even though what he said held no humor. It only pissed me off more. “Blood is alread
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: A slow moving toxin ADRIK’S POV “Long time, no see… friend.” The voice was deep, gruff, and heavily accented. It sounded familiar, so familiar that the hairs at the back of my neck rose. “Aoki,” I spat,my grip tightening on the phone. The warehouse went still. Sergei’s head snapped up, Vincenzo turned to me while Marco straightened in his chair. “You’ve got a talent for always ending up on my bad side.” A low chuckle echoed down the line. “Awww, is this about your wedding? I was just pissed you didn't send me an invite, so I decided to send a little souvenir.” My blood pulsed. Aoki and I had been at loggerheads for years. He had been behind the explosion at my wedding, had tried to bury me but failed. I had retaliated by blowing up two of his warehouses. I thought he knew better than to come for me again but I guess I was wrong. “This won’t end well for you Aoki, I'm going to kill you,” I growled He let out a laugh. “Careful Adrik. You’ll hurt my feelings. But no, I’m not calling about
Last Updated: 2025-09-09
Chapter: Stay strong my princessSERAFINA My eyes slowly fluttered open but my lids felt so heavy I could barely keep them open. A searing headache sliced through my skull so hard I almost blacked out again. I glanced around and my brows furrowed as I tried to make sense of my surroundings.The room was dusty, damp and dimly lit. A single window sat high on the wall, far out of reach while the metal door was bolted shut. Cold air bit at my skin and I shivered. I was tied to a metal chair and my wrists and ankles burned where coarse rope bit into them every time I shifted. Tears burned at the back of my eyes but I quickly blinked them back. No, don't cry Sera. You need to stay strong. The hinges groaned and the door opened with a low creak. A man stepped in, he was broad-shouldered, with eyes that were dark and menacing. The air seemed to cling to him with every step that he took and there was something unhinged in his grin like a wolf sniffing blood. “Well, look who’s awake,” he said, his accent thic
Last Updated: 2025-09-08
Chapter: Long time no see friendSERAFINA’S POV The helicopter smelt of fuel and sweat. The sound of the rotors was so loud they rattled my teeth, but even with the noise, I could still hear my own heartbeat pounding in my skull. I sat wedged between two masked men,a shiver running down my spine as my hands shook. I glanced down at my wrists. They were sore and bruised due to the zip ties used to restrain me. I felt sick, really sick. Diana. God, where was Diana? I should have waited until we got home. Why did I push her to come to the restroom? Why now, of all times? If anything happened to her because of me— My stomach knotted. I tried to breathe, but the air in the cabin was stale. The last thing I remembered was going to the restroom with Diana and then the sudden appearance of two men, the sharp smell of chemicals as they placed a napkin over my nose. The man beside me , the one who’d shoved a knife to my throat on the tarmac, kept a gloved hand clenched around my upper arm as he said something i
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: From fear or rageADRIK’S POV This was the second time tonight I’d ignored my gut and it had cost me. Badly. The Mercedes shot off the side street like a missile, the tires screaming as I jerked it onto the main road and Sergei’s hand shot out to brace himself.In the back seat, Marco and Vincenzo were still shouting over each other like angry crows. My pulse hammered against my chest as I thought of all the things that could go wrong. “Eyes left!” Sergei barked, pointing. “That’s them!” “I can see, I’m not blind!” I snapped. My throat burned from holding the panic that was trying to claw up. The first mistake was letting those two men get in my car in the first place. The second was not trusting my instincts at the warehouse. Now my men were chasing left, I was chasing right — and I had no clue which held Serafina. The lead car was already vanishing down the road. A second sedan had joined the chase and tried to block us, swerving like a drunk driver was behind the wheel. Sergei let out
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: To save my wifeADRIk’S POV My fingers clenched around the tiny, blood-smeared diamond earring. For a second, all I could do was stare at it, my vision swimming, rage pounding through my skull. Serafina… My entire world had been taken. Then it hit me like a punch to the gut. I remembered fastening these earrings on her, telling her that they were custom made.What she didn’t know was that the diamond setting hid a micro-tracker. My breath caught. If this one’s here… the other one’s still on her. “Sergei!” I roared, already running as I shoved past panicked guests, who were heading towards the exit. He spun toward me, his hand hovering near his weapon. “Adrik?” “There’s a tracker in her earring! Have you seen my phone?” Sergei dug into his jacket and yanked it out, the same phone I’d dropped when the screaming started. I snatched it from his hand, my fingers slick with Vladimir’s blood as I unlocked the encrypted app. The screen lit up, and my heart kicked hard against my ribs. A pulsi
Last Updated: 2025-08-17
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