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CHAPTER 92

Author: LETII
last update publish date: 2026-10-10 16:04:44

AVA

The days passed in ablur ,my mother was still in remand .

But after months the day of her judgement was here .

The weather was gloomy clearly reflectig the fate awaiting her.

Rain streaked the windows of the courthouse, blurring the buildings beyond it into indistinct silhouettes. Reporters had gathered beneath the stone portico long before our arrival, their cameras poised, their microphones ready, their appetites sharpened by the prospect of watching a wealthy woman's life collapse in
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  • Daddy's slut   EPILOGUE

    AVATen Years LaterSpring sunshine spilled across the dashboard as Alexander drove toward the correctional facility. Beside him, I watched the trees lining the road burst into fresh green, while our nine-year-old daughter, Amara, and seven-year-old son, Nathaniel, argued cheerfully in the back seat.Today, my mother was coming home.“Will Grandma live with us?” Nathaniel asked.“No, sweetheart,” I replied. “She has her own house.”“Does she have a garden?”“A very lovely one.”“Can I plant strawberries?”Alexander glanced at me. “I see we have already planned her entire retirement.”I laughed. “Someone has to.”Amara leaned forward between the seats. “Are you nervous about seeing Grandma?”I considered the question.“A little.”I had visited Maria regularly throughout her ten-year sentence. Our conversations had begun awkwardly, with old grievances hovering between us. Over time, however, she had stopped blaming everyone else for her misfortunes. She began asking about my life, my wo

  • Daddy's slut   CHAPTER 96

    My eyes filled.Bella appeared behind me in the mirror.“Hey.”I wiped my cheeks carefully.“I'm fine.”She smiled.“I know.”She rested her chin against my shoulder.“You look beautiful.”I looked at her.“Thank you.”“No, seriously. You look like you stepped out of a magazine.”I laughed.“Now you're ruining it.”“I'm trying to make you smile.”She kissed my cheek.“You don't know how happy I am for you.”My throat tightened.“I know.”She smiled.“And if you cry, I'm crying, so please consider the consequences.”I burst out laughing.It saved us both.Downstairs, Alexander stood beside the officiant beneath an arch of white roses and flowering branches.He wore a black suit tailored to perfection, with an ivory boutonnière pinned to his lapel. His hair had been carefully arranged, and his expression was composed enough to suggest he was attending a business negotiation.Then I learned that he had asked the planner three times whether I was ready.Apparently, composure had its limit

  • Daddy's slut   CHAPTER 95

    AVAWould you prefer to interrogate me first?”“Yes.”He smiled.“Tomorrow, then.”I groaned.He took my hand and led me toward the balcony.The city stretched beneath us, sparkling in the evening light. Somewhere below, traffic moved along the avenues, and the first stars had appeared above the rooftops.He stood behind me, his arms encircling my waist.“Are you happy with the preparations?”“Yes.”“Not overwhelmed?”“Only slightly.”He kissed my temple.“You can change anything you want.”“I know.”“Even the venue.”“I know.”“Even the flowers.”I turned in his arms.“Alexander, if you offer me one more opportunity to change the flowers, I will personally arrange them around your neck.”He laughed.Then his expression softened.“I want the day to feel like yours.”I touched his face.“It will.”“Are you certain?”“Yes.”I rose onto my toes and kissed him.“Because I'm choosing it.”He held me a little tighter.For several moments, neither of us spoke.Then Bella shouted from inside,

  • Daddy's slut   CHAPTER 94

    AVABy the time winter finally loosened its grip on New York, my wedding had become a matter of international concern.At least, that was how Bella described it.“You cannot possibly expect me to believe you've chosen peonies without consulting me.”I held the phone away from my ear and stared at the floral arrangements spread across the dining table.“Bella, you are in my apartment.”“Exactly. Which means you have no excuse for making unilateral decisions.”Mia, who was kneeling beside two enormous boxes of invitation samples, lifted her head.“She has a point.”“You have been here for less than six hours,” I reminded her.“And already I've discovered that your wedding planner is trying to put you in a dress that looks like expensive curtains.”I turned toward the sample photographs.The dress in question was perfectly lovely. It simply wasn't what I wanted.Suzyy emerged from my bedroom carrying a garment bag.“Have you considered telling them that you actually like the dress?”“I d

  • Daddy's slut   CHAPTER 93

    AVAHis smile vanished.“No.”He took my hand.“I would never ask you to trust me with your freedom lightly.”The seriousness in his voice disarmed me.I nodded.“Then where are we going?”He kissed my forehead.“Pack nothing. Everything you need is waiting.”I stared at him.“That's not an answer.”“It's the only one you're getting.”By late afternoon, we were aboard his private jet.I had protested when he refused to tell me our destination, but my resistance had crumbled somewhere between the courthouse and the airport, largely because Alexander had looked so unbearably pleased with himself that I wanted to discover what he was planning simply to stop him from enjoying the mystery.The cabin was luxurious without being ostentatious, with cream leather seats, polished wood, and wide windows through which the clouds stretched like pale silk.I sat across from him, watching as he poured me a glass of water.“Are you going to tell me now?”“No.”I sighed.“Do you realise how irritating

  • Daddy's slut   CHAPTER 92

    AVAThe days passed in ablur ,my mother was still in remand .But after months the day of her judgement was here .The weather was gloomy clearly reflectig the fate awaiting her.Rain streaked the windows of the courthouse, blurring the buildings beyond it into indistinct silhouettes. Reporters had gathered beneath the stone portico long before our arrival, their cameras poised, their microphones ready, their appetites sharpened by the prospect of watching a wealthy woman's life collapse in public.I stepped out of the car and immediately regretted not bringing an umbrella.Alexander emerged beside me, his hand settling against the small of my back.“Stay close.”I glanced at him.“I'm not the one facing ten years in prison.”His expression remained sober.“I'm aware.”“Then stop looking as though you intend to escort me through a war zone.”“Given your family history, I'm not ruling it out.”I laughed despite myself.He looked pleased with the result.The last several months had b

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