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Chapter Fifty Five
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Daddy's Little Secret Chapter Fifty Six
Jamal’s POVThe words echoed long after he said them, ricocheting through my skull with brutal precision.“I am her father”The monster I’d hunted in shadows, the enemy I’d sworn to destroy and the ghost who’d been manipulating everything from behind the curtain.Her father.Melissa's crying occupied the room with noise for several seconds and each of them cut into me, bare and splintery, so that anger and grief were indistinguishable and i wanted to seize her shoulders, shake her, demand of her why she never spoke but i couldn't—not with him there, standing watching me with that self-satisfied calm like a man who had already won before the contest even began.I glared him down "You've got five seconds to explain the devil you're in my house" i saidHis lips curled, a ghost smile "Still ordering, still crazy and i can see why she loves you."Melissa choked on a sob, her hands clapped over her mouth.My anger roared "Don't you ever" i roared"Dare what?" he cut in suavely, moving forwa
Daddy's Little Secret Chapter Fifty Five
Jamal's POVThe knock was not casual, not polite and not someone walking by.It was deliberate measured. The kind of knock that tells you power before you have even seen the face behind it.Melissa went rigid and i saw her grip her fingers around the silk border of her dress as though she were holding onto a rope over an abyss and she opened her mouth but she did not say anything. Her eyes were wide open, drowning with fear and i had never seen her like that.A second knock was Louder still. Slower and whoever had stood behind that door wasn't rushing. They knew exactly what they were doing, drawing out the silence, inserting themselves into our nerves, goading us into cracking before they even opened the door."Melissa" I said my voice a low, even sound despite every muscle in me was sizzling with heat "Who the hell is it?" i askedShe shook her head walking to me with the hands trembling as they clamped on my arm "Don't, Jamal. Please don't open it."I twitched my face towards her,
Daddy's Little Secret Chapter Fifty Four
Jamal's POVThe room was a battlefield of echoes and silence. Melissa's screams, Dante's chuckles. That lady's smooth, calculated voice: Then make your choice.The gun shook in my hand so hard i thought I'd lose my hold and sweat stung my eyes but i wouldn't blink and i was staring at her once again at the woman who had battled her way out of my fantasies and stood between me and everything i loved."Who are you?" I got through in a croaked voice, seething with rage and disbelief.Her chin rose a small increment "You already know" she saidThe power of her words suffocated me. Memories i had walled up in coffins burst forth with laughter by the sea, the smell of jasmine in her hair, the touch that once undone me. My chest was in a vice."No," I snarled, shoving the past aside "I buried you and i buried you with my own hands."Her lips twisted nearly a smile but shattered at the edges "And yet here i am"Melissa's cry shattered the tension like shattering glass "Jamal, no! Don't listen
Daddy's Little Secret Chapter Fifty Three
Melissa's POVI don't even know how long i yelled his name. My throat was dry, my lungs burned but i couldn't remain silent. The walls closing in upon me crept closer and closer with each second, the cold stone creeping into my flesh like the room itself had to consume me alive."Jamal!" My voice broke again, the noise bouncing back off of me in twisted echoes.I tugged at the cuffs around my wrists until metal grazed deep, tearing the skin. Pain from blood only drove me to fight harder and panic pounded in my chest but underneath it was anger. Why did Dante ensnare me like this? Why did he utilize me as a lure to catch Jamal?" i asked myself.But the fear won every time Jamal failed to answer.Then a voices muffled like whispers through cracks. One of them made my heart leap—Jamal's but another halted me. A woman.Who was she?The words were unclear but the tones were not. Jamal was broken, irate, torn asunder and the woman voice was eerie. She had gravity, an intimacy but i couldn't
Daddy's Little Secret Chapter Fifty Two
Jamal's POVThe quiet was heavy as a storm about to break and my hand locked around the gun hard enough my knuckles whitened but the strength in my arm was not stable, it shook, quivering under the weight of something i couldn't pin down. Fear? Anger? or the ghost's shadow i didn't want to face?Her voice came back soft but strong, slicing through the darkness."Jamal, you can't save her like this."That voice could not be. It burrowed deep inside me like a hook dragging me back through time.I moved one step forward, my chest laboring and falling in ragged gasps "Repeat that" I demanded with a closing throat closing almost choking on the words."Repeat what?" she asked, the touch of irony in her voice barely perceptible."My name. The way you just said it. Say it again." I saidShe was in the dark, the faint illumination bending around her form. She did not move and did not flinch "You're not ready for this" she whispered.A guffaw had erupted from me, one without laughter "Not ready
Daddy's Little Secret Chapter Fifty One
Jamal's POVThe storm never let up all night. Rain bashed at the windows of my penthouse, every thump echoes the war inside me as i leaned against the glass, the city falling far away below but my thoughts were anchored in one place, with one woman.... Melissa.The last words i had ever heard from Dante's sources echoed like a prayer "By midnight, it ends"He was baiting me. He always had been and Melissa was his pawn, his lure, his guarantee that I’d step right into his hands and God help me, i would.I paced, unable to halt, unable to shake the image of her shackled to some damp, isolated cell, her untamed eyes raking the darkness for me. She was too innocent for this world, too good and somehow, she'd been flung into its very heart and i was the one who drew her deeper.The bourbon on my desk called to me but i did not require another drink. I required a plan.Michael had called beforehand, his tone surprisingly flat "You're making a mistake chasing after her. Dante's been three st
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