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CHAPTER 183: Fuck You!
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2026-03-20 23:59:16
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Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 189: What Do You Want?
“But it is.”“Yeah, yeah. Lecture me.”Silence.The silence felt a bit awkward, so I kept stroking my thumb over the back of my hand, waiting for the tension to ease a little. Lucky enough, Mia didn’t waste much time before breaking the silence with a question that came out of nowhere, her voice small but curious: “How are things going between you and Gage?”The question took me by surprise. I hadn’t expected her to jump straight to that. My stomach did a little flip, and I blinked, feeling my cheeks warm a little. “It’s… complicated,” I told her. “But it’s good. Really good, actually.”Mia nodded slowly at what I said, her eyes still a little glassy but softening at the edges. “That’s nice,” she smiled, and there was genuine warmth in her voice. “He seems like the type who would fight for you.”I felt a small rush of relief at her words, but it was quickly followed by that familiar twist of guilt. Here I was talking about my complicated happiness while she looked like she hadn’t
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 188: I Can See That
THEA ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗ I didn’t know how to face her, but standing here in front of Mia’s apartment door like a complete idiot wasn’t going to make the knot in my stomach untie itself. My hand hovered inches from the wood, knuckles white, and I kept telling myself to knock, to just fucking knock, because I already came this far—walked the whole way from the mansion in the freezing January wind, coat pulled tight around me like it could protect me from the conversation I know I need to have. But my arm won’t move. It felt like my body knew what my brain was refusing to admit: once I knock, there’s no taking it back. Once Mia opens that door, I have to look her in the eye and deal with the fact that I’ve been avoiding her for days. I bit my lip hard enough to taste the faint metallic tang of blood, then finally forced my knuckles against the door and knocked three quick, hesitant raps that sounded way too loud in the quiet hallway. The sound echoed a little, and I held my breath,
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 187: In Their Own Messed Up Way
Not really having any destination in mind, I fished my phone out of my pocket and thumbed through to Lex’s number with fingers that wouldn’t stop shaking. It rang twice before he picked up. “Yo,” he answered, voice muffled like he had the phone wedged between shoulder and ear while he was doing something else. “Where are you?” I asked. “What?” “I’m asking where the fuck are you right now?” I repeated, sharper this time, my frustration bleeding through. “Um… I’m at the dive bar on 14th, the one with the shitty pool table and the bartender who never cards anyone,” Lex answered after a beat, his tone shifting from distracted to slightly more alert, like he could hear the edge in my voice and knew better than to fuck around. “Ellis is here too. Why? You sound like hell, man. What’s going on?” I didn’t answer right away. I just sat there in the driver’s seat with the engine rumbling under me, snowflakes melting on the windshield faster than the wipers could clear them, turning the
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 186: Family
I tossed the USB drive at them like it was radioactive garbage, watching it arc through the dim warehouse air before smacking into their open palm with a dull plastic thud that echoed off the rusted girders overhead. My ribs pulled tight with the motion, sending a fresh spike of pain through my side that made me grit my teeth so hard I tasted blood again, but I didn’t give a fuck. The drive was out of my possession now, and that tiny act of release felt like shedding a layer of skin. They caught it without blinking, fingers closing around the black rectangle like they’d been waiting their whole life for this exact moment. Their face was half-shadowed by the weak sodium light leaking through the broken windows, but I could see the corner of their mouth twitch upward in a cold, satisfied. “You don’t look so good,” they said, voice amused. I didn’t answer. Didn’t have the energy for their bullshit small talk. Just stood there breathing through my teeth while they turned the dr
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 185: This Was Really Fucking Happening
I couldn’t go out the way I came in; the hallway was too open and the stairs were too visible from the foyer. But fortunately for me the study had a secondary narrow door, almost hidden behind the floor-to-ceiling shelves on the east wall that connected to the private corridor leading to the service stairs. Gage had installed it years ago for “discreet meetings,” which everyone knew meant mistresses and shady business partners. I’d used it exactly once as a teenager, sneaking out after curfew to meet some girl whose name I couldn’t even remember now.I moved toward it, every step measured so my boots wouldn’t squeak on the hardwood. My good hand stayed braced against the bookshelf for balance; the sling kept my left arm pinned uselessly across my chest. Pain ripped out from my shoulder in hot, vicious fucking waves, but adrenaline was screaming louder, drowning the shit out of it.The secondary door was concealed behind a false panel that looked like just another section of shelving
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 184: Completely Irreversibly Fucked!
NOAH°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ I stepped back into the penthouse, the door closing behind me with that heavy thud that always sounded too final. The place was too fucking quiet for my liking, pressing against my eardrums and making me hear my own pulse louder than anything else in the room. No Mrs. Harlan puttering in the kitchen, no faint clink of dishes, no soft radio playing those old boleros she loved. Just the low hum of the HVAC and the distant city drone leaking through the glass.Lucky, my father wasn’t home.Lucky, Thea wasn’t here either.The silence felt almost obscene after everything that had happened.I stood in the foyer for a long moment, coat still hanging off one shoulder because getting both arms into it hurt too much, sling digging into my neck like a noose I’d tied myself. My boots left wet smears on the marble but I didn’t fucking care. I didn’t have the energy to care about floors or messes or anything that wasn’t the burning need to get this over with.They had been very cl
Daddies Taste Better CHAPTER 87: Look At Me
The gate lifted automatically a bit too slow for my liking, drummed my fingers on the wheel, jaw clenched, until it cleared enough for me to gun it.The city swallowed me.I drove without direction, windows cracked just enough to let the cold bite my face and keep my head clear.Or at least clearer
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The door swung inward and for half a heartbeat, I thought it was her. Some stupid, reckless part of me had already lined up the excuses and relief. My mouth even twitched like it was ready to say her name.Instead, I was met with a short woman in sensible shoes and a pressed uniform, one hand still
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THEA ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ .☘︎ ݁˖⋆⭒˚.⋆ I didn’t know how to feel. Last night had been a whirlwind of forced reconciliation, the kind where you swallow your pride and your hurt because holding onto it feels heavier than letting go. Mia had cried, swearing up and down that she hadn’t meant to tell Amelia, tha
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“I’ll be going to sleep now,” I let out, drawing their attention. Mia’s mouth opened instantly. “Thea—” But I cut her off before she could even finish my name. “I feel sleepy.” The lie tasted like ash. I wasn’t sleepy. I was wide fucking awake—heart slamming against my ribs, skin crawling, ever
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