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A Bride At Home.
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Xee writeArghhh!!!! Besties! I sense danger! Do you all feel the same?đđč I do enjoy writing Drystan in command. Well, let's see what these three days would amount to.
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Sin For me, Daddy.   Awkward Moments.
Chapter 179.Rosealba stirred gently beneath the covers, eyes fluttering open to a still room.The bed beside her was empty. Subconsciously she blinked once, slowly, as her hand reached over to the other sideâsearching for warmth that wasnât there. The sheets were wrinkled, but cold now. Her brows drew together faintly and her eyes fell open at the absence of him. He had been there through the night.She remembered how he pulled her close, how his fingers brushed her hair until sleep took her. His presence had lingered like safety. Like silence wrapped around her.So where was he?âDrystanâŠâ she called softly, her voice carrying into the silencee, but she didn't get an answer. She pushed the blanket aside, stood up, and moved quietly into the closet. She pulled one of Drystanâs polos from the hanger and slipped it over her frame. It draped loosely around her thighs, his scent wrapping her like a whisper.Barefoot, her blonde hair flowing down her back, she stepped out of the room, ey
Sin For me, Daddy.   An Objection To Rules.
Chapter 178.Drystan walked into the bar, shirtless. He reached for a bottle and poured himself a soft wine, then made his way through the living room. He stepped out onto the terraceâa wide, open space with soft lighting, a long table, and a pool in the middle, complete with a quiet water fountain.His eyes landed on the tableâset beautifully, just as he had asked. Every dish is arranged, every glass in place. He had ordered it earlier, hoping to spend a quiet evening with Rosealba when they got home.But she had been tired.She had given him her body and all her energy today. He couldnât ask for more. Not tonight.He took another slow sip of wine, the glass sitting gently in his hand. Then he reached into the pocket of his trousers, pulled out his phone, and dialed Hazel.âCome to the terrace,â he said, voice calm. No greeting. No explanation.A few moments later, Hazel stepped outside. Her eyes darted around the space, landing on the table he stood near.Drystan didnât turn to look
Sin For me, Daddy.   In His Peaceful Arms.
Chapter 177. Rosealba slumped into the bed the moment they got home. Her heels barely made it past the doorway. She didnât bother pulling them offâjust fell face-flat onto the soft mattress, arms stretched wide like she was surrendering to the day.âGod,â she exhaled, voice muffled into the sheets. Her limbs sprawled, chest rising and falling slowly as her muscles finally relaxed.Drystan stood a few feet away, leaning against the table with his arms braced behind him. The dim lighting from the bedside lamp bathed the room in gold. His gaze never left her. There was something quiet and warm in the way he watched herâlike she was the only thing that could ever bring him peace.âYou look exhausted,â he said, voice low and calm.âI am exhausted,â Rosealba replied without lifting her head. She didnât even glance his wayâjust lay there, soaking in the comfort of the bed, the room, him.Her thighs pressed together, trying to calm the ache that pulsed between them. Her core throbbedâstill r
Sin For me, Daddy.   Deadly Plot.
Chapter 176.The room was quiet. Dimly lit, heavy with silence. The candles burned low, their flames soft and slow, casting long shadows across the velvet carpet. Stephanie sat still, her back straight against the high-backed chair. One hand rested on the table, the other curled around an empty glass. Her face was calm, expression unreadable, as if she were waiting for something.Then came the knock.One, twoâmeasured and cautious.She didnât speak. Just tilted her chin.The door opened with a soft creak. A man stepped in. Dressed in black, dirt on his boots, blood crusting one side of his shirt. His face looked pale. Eyes hollow. He walked with a slight limp.He stopped a few steps in and bowed low, his head bent deepânot just in respect, but in pain. He looked like someone who had seen too much.âMy lady,â he murmured.Stephanie didnât move. âSpeak.âHe swallowed. His jaw tensed. His lips parted, but no words came out. He hesitated.Her eyes narrowed, slow and sharp. No words. Just
Sin For me, Daddy.   A Thoughtful Gift.
Chapter 175.âOh My GoodnessâŠâ Rosealba let out a heavy exhale, falling into the bed the moment she got into the room. Arms spread apart, eyes lodged against the ceiling.She didnât just dropâshe surrendered. Every muscle gave in, soft and boneless, her skin still humming from the aftermath of him. The ceiling above blurred slightly, not because she couldnât see clearly, but because she was still floating somewhere between ecstasy and disbelief.Drystanâs lips curled into a low smile, hands moving against his button as he undid it.âIs someone wrecked?âThe teasing in his tone danced lazily in the air, but his eyes⊠oh, his eyes watched her like she was the last breath heâd ever take.Rosealba blinked back, her cheeks burning from the image of herself and Drystan at that office.The desk. The glass walls. The way he had owned every inch of her.âWrecked?â Her lips twitched sideways into a scoff.âIf there is a word far heavier than that then I suggest you go for it.âShe wasnât joking
Sin For me, Daddy.   Hot, Passionate Moment.
Chapter 174. Rosealbaâs body trembled in his arms, still clenching around nothing as his fingers eased their pace. She sagged against him, eyes glazed, lips parted. âDrystanâŠâ she whispered, still breathless. âI canâtâI just came, Iââ Drystanâs lips curled into a slow predatory smile. âYou think Iâm finished with you?â he growled softly, voice soaked in hunger. âOh sunshine. I am not even an inch close to starting with you. Seconds ago I had touched youâŠ.â He pulled back slightly, just enough to look down at the mess between her thighs. He licked his lipsâslow and deliberate. âNow I get to taste it.â Roselba's heart thundered, taste her? Here? In this office. What if the man walked in unannounced. âWaitââ she gasped, but she was already being lifted. In one smooth motion, he gripped her by the waist and hoisted her onto the desk before her. Her dress bunched up around her hips as he shoved her legs open, spreading her wide without a hint of hesitation. Her breath hitched.
Sin For me, Daddy.   Cumming For Daddy.
Chapter 173.âI will leave you two,â Mr. Leo said with a respectful bow, retreating from the room.They both gave a small nod, watching him disappear through the glass doors.Silence settled, thick and warm like the air before a storm.Drystan turned to Rosealba, his gaze sinking into her like the weight of unspoken thoughts. She looked unsettledâwas it nerves? Shyness? Doubt?He couldnât quite tell. But whatever it was, it made his chest stir.He turned fully toward her, voice low and warm.âI didnât get to buy you a gift when you hit seventy thousand readers. So⊠Iâm celebrating this one. Happy hundred thousand readership, Sunshine.âRosealba blinked up at him.She scoffed softlyâhalf in disbelief, half in awe.Readership milestones were celebrated with cake, dinner, a bouquet of flowersâŠBut this man, her man, had celebrated hers with an airline.What would he give her when she hit a million? The moon?She looked away. Her chest swelled with a mixture of happiness and something els
Sin For me, Daddy.   Owning An Airline.
Chapter 172. The hum of quiet activity surrounded them as Mr. Leo led them through the sleek, polished halls of the private airlineâs headquarters. The place practically gleamed with luxuryâevery inch of it designed with the finest materials and attention to detail. They passed the VIP lounge, the soft murmur of business deals and quiet laughter filling the air. It was a place where the worldâs elite would come to rest before their next flight, sipping champagne in velvet chairs, their every need catered to.âOver here, Miss Rosealba, youâll see the VIP lounge,â Mr. Leo said, motioning toward the wide, open space. The velvet seats and marble floors reflected the rich, soft lighting. âOnly the highest profile clients ever make use of this area. Itâs exclusive to those who fly privately with us.âRosealbaâs heart thudded in her chest as she took it all in. The hangars, large enough to house multiple jets, were immaculate, the glass walls offering a clear view of the private aircrafts p
Sin For me, Daddy.   A Special Type Of Shopping.
Chapter 171. Rosealba stepped out through the glass doors of her office building, her heels clicking with calm, quiet grace. Her face was collected, every step smooth and elegantâuntil her eyes landed on him.Drystan.Clad in black pants and a black t-shirt with the sleeves rolled up, he looked like perfection himself. The kind of man who made time slow down. He leaned against his black car like he was part of itâpowerful, dark, untouchable. A long coat hung lazily over his arm. Sunglasses shaded his eyes, but not the energy coming off him.He looked like the kind of trouble no one could walk away from.The moment she saw him, her heart flipped in her chest. Her breath caught. Every serious thought from a moment ago vanished, erased like it had never mattered. All that was left was love. Warmth. Him.Her lips stretched into a wide smileâsoft, helpless, happyâand she broke into a run.âDrystanâŠâ she called, light and breathless.His smile was instant. He opened his arms wide like heâd
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