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Chapter 88 Heartbreak
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2026-05-02 08:01:56
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But Daddy, I Love Him Chapter 88 Heartbreak
***Olivia’s POV*** The week was a blur of painting and peace. I spent every waking hour in the art room, hunched over canvases until my back ached and my fingers were stained with colors. It was the only way to drown out the noise in my head, but I was also enjoying it, figuring out how it worked and getting excited when ideas sparks up my mind. Whenever Chandler came to the door, I made sure not to look up. I wanted him to feel the distance I was trying so hard to create. "Still at it?" he asked as he leaned against the doorframe. "I’m busy," I muttered, my brush flickering across the canvas. "Go away." "I like watching you paint," he said, ignoring my dismissal. I could feel his gaze on me, heavy and unmoving. "I like the way you look when you're focused. The way you bite your lip when you think you’ve made a mistake. It's hot." I felt a treacherous flutter of warmth in my chest, a feeling that I tried to kill instantly. "There's nothing hot about me looking like a mes
But Daddy, I Love Him Chapter 87 Display of ownership
***Olivia's POV*** My hands were shaking so much I could barely pull my jeans over my hips. Every muscle in my body felt heavy, aching with heat that reminded me exactly what had just happened on my bed. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. 02:42 PM. It had been nearly an hour. An hour of Drake sitting in his car, staring at the front door, waiting for me to walk out with my bags. An hour of me being pinned down, broken apart, and claimed by the man I was supposed to be escaping from. "Oh god," I whispered, my voice sounding so sore and ruined. I scrambled to find my shirt, but it was in pieces near the foot of the bed. Chandler had ripped it like it was nothing more than tissue paper. I felt a sob catch in my throat as I looked at the discarded belt, the tangled sheets, and all the other mess we made. I found an oversized hoodie in my closet and shoved my arms through the sleeves, hiding the marks on my neck, the handprints on my body and the countless hickeys.
But Daddy, I Love Him Chapter 86 You're sick as I am
***Chandler’s POV*** I tossed the belt aside, the leather hitting the floor with a loud crack that echoed the finality of her submission. Seeing her slumped against the mattress, shaking and breathless, her ass cheeks burning, didn't calm the fire in my gut. The week of rotting in this house, the mental image of that boy waiting for her outside, and the defiance she’d thrown in my face all converged into one singular, violent need. "Ass up," I commanded. I didn't give her time to recover. I reached down my zipper cutting through her sobs. I grabbed her by the hips, my fingers sinking into the soft, flushed skin as I hauled her back toward the edge of the bed. I hovered behind her for a split second, pulling out my cock from its confinement. I was fucking hard, burning with desire. I moved with a sudden, relentless force, claiming her in one heavy, punishing thrust. A muffled, broken cry escaped her as I drove into her easily, my pace fast and uncompromising. There was no
But Daddy, I Love Him Chapter 85 Hands on the bed, bend over
***Olivia's POV*** "Chandler... please...." I cried out, my hands catching his wrists. I buckled my hips, trying to roll away from him, but he was too heavy, pinning me down against the mattress. "I told you," he murmured dangerously. "You aren't going anywhere." He roughly pulled my jeans down. I kicked out, my heel catching the air, but he grabbed my ankles and forced my legs apart. My face burned with a mix of fury and that traitorous heat. He stripped me of my underwear as well and before I could make a sound, he stuffed it inside my mouth. I gasped, the sound muffled by the fabric. My eyes went wide, staring up at him in pure shock. I tried to spit it out, but he held his hand over my jaw for a second, forcing me to look at him. "Be quiet," he commanded. "You’ve done enough talking." He moved between my knees, his gaze never leaving mine. I thrashed my head from side to side, my heart drumming against my ribs. I wanted to hate him... I did hate him... but... He
But Daddy, I Love Him Chapter 84 Submitting to his obsession
***Olivia's POV*** "My car died on the road, Chandler. He just happens to be there," I said, my voice small as I turned away to go to my closet. I could feel his eyes on me, heavy and calculating my every move. "I’m moving back to Dad's house today. I’m just here for my things." The mattress did a sound as he stood up. I didn't have to look to know he was moving. The air in the room felt like it was being sucked out, replaced by his overwhelming presence. "You brought him onto my property," he said again. He was right behind me now, so close I could feel the heat radiating off his chest. He didn't touch me, but I could feel him. "The moment you walked out, you went crawling back to him?" he said with pure bitterness, and he was livid, his voice was shaking from it. "At least he’s not a liar like you!" I spun around, my chest heaving as I faced him. "At least he doesn't have a secret kid and a wife in London waiting for him." Chandler’s jaw tightened, a muscle leaping in
But Daddy, I Love Him Chapter 83 A ride back home
***Olivia's POV*** "What the hell, Liv! I’m not even being dramatic this time," Mika said. We finally told her everything. She was pacing around Hannah’s living room, waving a cold slice of pizza in the air like a weapon. "A secret family in London? That's not even the shocking part! You're fucking you dad's bestfriend? Your sorta uncle? Oh my god! And I thought I'm the most problematic one in this friendship." I couldn't give him a proper answer. I was curled into a ball on Hannah’s couch, buried under three different blankets because I couldn’t stop shivering. It had been a week since I ran out of Chandler's estate, and I still felt like I was covered in him. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that photo of his wife and kid. "Mika, shut up, you’re not helping," Hannah snapped. She sat on the edge of the couch and tried to hand me some water. "Liv, look at me. You need to breathe." I peeked out from the blankets. My eyes were swollen and my face felt tight from crying fo
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