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Chapter Eleven
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Dirty Daddies Underground Chapter Thirteen
Theo's POVBruisedLace.That username alone says so much. There’s something delicate about it, something exposed. It draws a picture of softness marred by experience, and I can’t tell if that’s what appeals to me, or worries me. Maybe it’s both.A laugh cuts across the room.“Shit, he’s skipping.”Mason drops into a nearby chair, amusement painted across his face. I glance over at him without stopping.Nathan follows close behind, slumping down beside Mason on the bench like they’ve been running for hours instead of sitting through another expansion meeting. “Meeting’s done. Expansion’s holding steady. That’s us caught up,” he says, rubbing his temples. “Now onto you. How did it go?”I slow to a stop and toss the rope aside, chest rising and falling with the afterburn of exertion. Sweat clings to my skin like static.“Her saying she hadn’t done this before…” I pause, leaning back against the wall as I pull a towel over the back of my neck, “…she didn’t just mean the app. She meant eve
Dirty Daddies Underground Chapter Twelve
Theo’s POVI don’t reply to her message. Not yet.Her words are still sitting there, staring up from the screen like they know they’ve unsettled something in me. I told the others I’d respond while they were tied up in that meeting, promised them I’d keep the conversation moving until we could all sit down together. But the truth is, I can’t. Not after what she said.We hadn’t expected a response like that. Not from someone new.Most girls who find us on the app know exactly what they’re looking for, or they pretend to. Some are playful, a few are bold, and the rest are so carefully rehearsed it’s hard to tell what’s real. But her? She came to us raw. Nervous, yes, but direct. Honest in a way that doesn’t feel curated. And now this, these latest messages, they’re so certain, so grounded in her own voice, it doesn’t sound like a girl guessing her way through a role she doesn’t understand.And that’s what worries me.I set the phone down on the bench and step away from it, forcing mysel
Dirty Daddies Underground Chapter Eleven
Harper's POVI don’t close the chat. I watch the little icon shift to read, and then the typing bubble appears. They’re still here. Still responding. And I can’t lie, part of me is grateful for that.The other part of me, the one buried deep, is scared to admit just how much I want this. I want it for reasons I can’t tell Mark. I want it for reasons I can barely explain to myself.Part of me still believes if I do this, if I go through with it, Mark might let go of the debt he keeps hanging around my neck like a noose. Maybe he’ll stop reminding me of what I owe him. Maybe things will go back to how they used to be.But the other part, the one Mark can’t reach, the one that’s mine, wants this for entirely different reasons. That part is quiet but real. That part craves it.The_Triumvirate: Don’t worry about your experience, or lack of it. Your past isn’t an issue for us, it’s a concern, yes, but not an obstacle. As for your question… we have shared before. Not often, and never with so
Dirty Daddies Underground Chapter Ten
Harper's POVBehind me, I hear the floor creak.“It’s been two months,” Mark says, his voice light but already lined with judgment. He perches on the edge of the desk, arms crossed. “How much are you going to sell this one for?”I don’t want to answer, not really, but I make myself speak. “I don’t know. Five or six hundred, maybe.”He raises his eyebrows like I’ve just suggested selling lint wrapped in ribbon. “For two months of work?”I chew my lip and try not to flinch. “It’s not like I worked on it full-time. Maybe an hour or two a day. That’s around sixty hours, give or take.”“Sixty hours wasted,” he says, his tone sharper now, “when you could’ve been doing something that actually earns money.”My eyes drift back to the dress. “I enjoy it,” I whisper, not because I expect it to change his mind, but because it’s the truth and saying it aloud makes it real.He snorts, not laughing, just mocking. “Yeah, but you’re not good enough to charge much. Come on, Harper, let’s be honest. You
Dirty Daddies Underground Chapter Nine
Harper POVI look down, already bracing myself.BruisedLace: I really need someone to teach me how to be a good girl. So many have tried and failed.The heat rises instantly in my cheeks, spreading through my chest and crawling up the back of my neck. I can feel my stomach turn, panic and shame tumbling over each other like children in a cruel game. I stare at the message, blinking hard, as if maybe I can will it away.He actually sent that.He sent that and now it’s part of the conversation.I shoot him a look that could burn through stone, but he doesn’t seem to notice, or worse, he does, and simply doesn’t care.“Tell them about yourself,” he barks, louder now. “God, Harper, say something normal for once.”My hands shake as I take the phone back, trying to find something safe, something real, something that might undo what he’s just done.BruisedLace: I’m twenty-five, by the way. Things I love… music, reading, and quiet. I’m not really social. I don’t go out much. And, between you
Dirty Daddies Underground Chapter Eight
Harper's POVThe message continues.The_Triumvirate: To help you, here’s some information about us. We’re businessmen, professionals, each owning our own companies. We’re in our thirties and do require discretion. That means no sharing what happens with others. We can’t risk our private lives mixing with business. We’re looking for a baby girl who is willing to let us share her for one night while we spoil her. Typically, we play one-on-one. But occasionally, we come together... for the right lady.I reread it twice. Maybe three times.Businessmen. Professionals. So not just men who wear suits in their profile pictures, but ones who live that life, clients, meetings, reputations. They’re at least ten years older than me, maybe more. But that doesn’t surprise me. What does is the way they talk about it. Calm. Direct. No sleaze. No overcompensation.The fact they don’t do this often, that they only play together rarely, makes something in my chest ease. I’m not sure why. Maybe it makes
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