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DONT LEAVE ME PLEASE 7
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DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET DONT LEAVE ME PLEASE 7
Chapter 7: Don’t Leave Me Please The knock at the door made us freeze, our bodies still tangled on the sofa, clothes half-undone. Fred’s shirt was open, my dress bunched around my waist, his hands still possessively on my skin. My heart hammered wildly. “Fred, who is that?” I whispered, panic rising in my voice. “We should stop. What if it is someone from the office?” Before he could answer, the door opened. A graceful woman in her early sixties stepped inside, elegant in a cream blouse and pearls. Fred’s mother. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the scene me on his lap, my breasts nearly exposed, his hands gripping my hips. I tried to cover myself, mortified. “Oh my God, I am so sorry,” I stammered, attempting to pull my dress up. “Mrs… I did not know anyone was coming. We were just… this is not what it looks like. I should go.” Fred tensed beneath me, his arms tightening protectively around my waist. “Mother, this is not the best time. Can you give us a moment?” To my a
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET DONT LEAVE ME PLEASE 6
Chapter 6: Invitation to His House The kiss in Fred’s office left me dizzy and craving more. We had barely pulled apart when he cupped my face gently, his hazel eyes dark with desire. “Vivian, we cannot continue here. Not safely. Come to my house tonight. Let me show you how much I have wanted you. No interruptions, no office walls. Just us.” I searched his face, heart still racing. “Your house? Fred, are you sure? After what happened last night and now this kiss… everything is moving so fast. What if someone finds out?” He brushed his thumb over my swollen lower lip. “I have never been more sure of anything. Please, Vivian. Let me take care of you properly. I will send a car for you after work. Say yes.” I nodded, unable to resist. “Yes. I will come.” The rest of the day passed in a haze of stolen glances and charged silence. When the car arrived at six-thirty, I felt a mix of nerves and excitement. Fred’s home was a stunning modern mansion on the outskirts of the city, all gl
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET DON’T LEAVE ME PLEASE 5
Chapter 5: The First Kiss I barely slept after running out of Fred’s office. All night, my mind replayed the moment his hand cupped my breast, the way my body had arched toward him, and how dangerously close I had come to moaning his name aloud. “Fred…” I whispered into the darkness of my bedroom, touching the same spot on my blouse where his fingers had been. The memory sent fresh heat through me. “What am I doing? He is my boss. He wants me. And God help me, I think I want him too.” I tossed and turned, imagining his hands exploring further, his deep voice whispering my name. By morning, I was exhausted but buzzing with nervous energy. I arrived at the office almost an hour late, my heart pounding as I stepped out of the elevator. I had deliberately taken my time, half expecting Fred to be furious about both my sudden departure last night and my tardiness today. “He is going to fire me,” I muttered to myself while fixing my hair in the reflective elevator doors. “Or at least lec
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET DON’T LEAVE ME PLEASE 4
Chapter 4: Late Night Confession The promotion to Fred’s personal assistant had intensified everything between us. His lingering stares at my lips during meetings left me flushed and restless, and I found myself replaying them long after leaving the office. Late one Wednesday afternoon, Fred appeared at the door of my small adjacent office, his sleeves rolled up and tie loosened, looking both professional and dangerously handsome. “Vivian, I need your help with something important,” he said, his hazel eyes holding mine. “There is a major client presentation due by Friday, and I want it perfect. Would you mind staying late tonight? Just the two of us. I will order dinner, and we can work through it together. I trust your input more than anyone else’s right now.” I hesitated for only a second, my pulse already quickening. “Of course, Fred. I would be happy to stay. Let me just text my roommate so she does not worry. What time should we start?” “Perfect. Let us begin around six. Mo
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET DON’T LEAVE ME PLEASE 3
Chapter 3: Promotion and Intense Gazes The extraordinary kindness from Fred had become the rhythm of my days at Apex Innovations. Every morning latte, every thoughtful ride home, and every light workload made me feel cherished in a way that both warmed and confused me. One crisp Thursday morning, I arrived at my desk to find not only the usual oat milk latte but also a beautiful bouquet of white lilies. A small card rested against the vase: “For the woman who makes every day brighter. Fred.” I touched the petals gently, my heart fluttering. “Fred, you are going to spoil me beyond repair,” I murmured to myself with a smile. He appeared at my desk shortly after, looking sharp in a navy suit that accentuated his broad shoulders. “Good morning, Vivian. Did you like the flowers?” I stood up quickly, smoothing my fitted cream blouse. “Fred, they are absolutely stunning. You did not have to do this. Thank you so much. But really, what is the occasion? I feel like I am receiving princes
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET DON’T LEAVE ME PLEASE 2
Chapter 2: Extraordinary Kindness The first few weeks at Apex Innovations passed in a gentle, almost surreal blur. What began as a thoughtful first day from Fred quickly evolved into something far beyond normal professional courtesy. I noticed it gradually at first, then all at once, like a slow tide pulling me deeper. Every morning when I arrived at my desk, a perfectly prepared oat milk latte waited for me with a small handwritten note. “Have a wonderful day, Vivian. You brighten this office.” The first time I saw it, I picked up the cup and smiled to myself. “Fred, you really do not have to do this every single day,” I said when he passed by my desk mid-morning on my second week. “I feel spoiled. The other assistants are starting to tease me about having the best boss in the building.” Fred paused, leaning casually against the edge of my desk in his perfectly tailored suit. His hazel eyes sparkled with warmth. “Spoiled? Nonsense, Vivian. You are new here and working hard to le
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Chapter 1: The InvitationHarper’s POVThis place feels like a dream. Two full weeks at Mia’s lakeside mansion while she completes her internship. Marcus stays buried in city projects most days, so the entire house belongs to me. Perfect quiet for finishing my art portfolio.I unpack quickly, then
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Chapter 8: Eternal ClaimEvie’s POVDawn light filtered through the tall studio windows, painting soft gold across our tangled bodies. I lay sprawled on Julian’s chest, his cock still nestled deep inside me even though we’d both come down from the last shattering high. My pussy fluttered weakly ar
DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET PROFESSOR PLEASE TOUCH ME! 7
Chapter 7: Deeper Surrender Evie’s POV My cheek rested against Julian’s sweaty chest, heart hammering as I stayed fully seated on his thick cock. Our mixed cum leaked slowly around his shaft, coating his balls and the velvet beneath us. Every tiny twitch of his softening length sent aftershocks
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Chapter 6: She Takes Control Evie’s POV We stayed locked together for long minutes, his heavy cock still buried deep inside my cum filled pussy, twitching with the last pulses of his release. Julian’s mouth moved lazily over my breasts, sucking soft kisses around my sensitive nipples while his
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