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Sin For me, Daddy. The Unexpected.
Chapter 184.Rosealba’s cheeks stretched the moment she saw Emily.“Emily,” she beckoned, her smile growing wider.Lina’s eyes followed Rosealba’s gaze, landing on Emilia, who was now wearing a soft smile on her face.She walked over, stopping at the table, right next to Lina—whose chest was clamping tight at the sight of Rosealba smiling so freely with Emilia.For the longest time, Lina had known Rosealba to be the enclosed, uptight one. Guarded. Private. But seeing her open like this—so easily, so warmly—with Emilia struck a quiet, invisible dagger into her chest.“Lina…” Rosealba’s sharp voice pierced through her head, snapping her back to reality.She blinked, dragging her gaze to the very much oblivious Rosealba.“Lina, meet my editor, Emily. But I call her Emily,” she said with a fond smile. “She’s been such a sweet person.”Sweet?Rosealba addressed someone else as sweet?Lina’s heart clenched.Her Rosealba was never this open to people. Not even close. It had always just been
Sin For me, Daddy. A Moment Of Appreciation.
Chapter 182.The wedding preparation has been going on smoothly. If anything, happiness has suddenly become the order of every passing day.The hall has been booked, and every single day, Rosealba went to bed with an image of how beautiful she would look walking down the aisle to meet her husband.Oh Drystan. The love of her life. The one whose existence has lightened up her life in ways she could never have imagined.Seated behind her desk, Rosealba’s face was a mask of excitement. Nothing could beat this moment for her. In five days, she would be a bride and a legally wedded wife.It sounded like a dream—how drastic her thoughts, desires, and ideology had changed. A year back—moments without Drystan in her life—she had never seen relationships as anything that could lead her to marriage. And for the longest time, she had long since accepted her fate, that perhaps an arranged marriage would be her marriage source, because love indeed doesn’t exist out here. But he came. He came and h
Sin For me, Daddy. Fucking Her.
Chapter 160. Drystan’s breath shook against her skin, his forehead still pressed to hers, the air between them blistering with things unsaid.Then suddenly—unable to hold himself. He cursed. “Fuck it.”His voice broke like a growl.Low, dangerous and raw.In a brisk moment, one hand dropped to the small of her back, firm and demanding, pulling her into him.The other slid up—slow, rough fingers curling around the base of her neck, guiding her head back with a pressure that was both gentle and possessive.And then, he leaned in, crashing his lips into hers. His mouth claimed hers in a kiss that was anything but gentle.It was deep, hot and unapologetically desperate.Rosealba heart leaped at the speed from the action. Her hands moved to the base of his neck, tilting her head to deepen the kiss as their lips moved in wild rhythm, tongues tangling, tasting, and devouring. Drystan kissed like a man starved. Like he’d gone days without water and she was the only thing that could quen
Sin For me, Daddy. Heat Of The Moment.
Chapter 180. This was the longest they had ever gone in a day without speaking to each other.Even though they shared the same space, it felt like they were on two different ends of the world.The ride to the mall was quiet.Not peaceful.Just… empty. Like the silence was sucking air from the car.Rosealba had her head pressed against the window, her face turned away, her thoughts a hundred miles far from where they were.Drystan sat on the other end, eyes fixed straight for the most part—but now and then, he stole a glance at her. Quiet glances. Soft and stolen like secrets.But she didn’t look back. Not once.He knew she was mad. She didn’t have to say it.But what broke him more was… he didn’t even know how to start explaining himself. Because deep down, he was mad too.Mad at himself.He had given his uncle too much room. Too much power. That’s why the man could walk into his home and act like a shadow from the past that wouldn’t go away.And the worst part? He’d let it happen.H
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 side—searching for warmth that wasn’t 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?“Drystan…” 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 Drystan’s 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 terrace—a 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 table—set 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 couldn’t 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.“Come to the terrace,” 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 didn’t 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 didn’t bother pulling them off—just fell face-flat onto the soft mattress, arms stretched wide like she was surrendering to the day.“God,” 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 her—like she was the only thing that could ever bring him peace.“You look exhausted,” he said, voice low and calm.“I am exhausted,” Rosealba replied without lifting her head. She didn’t even glance his way—just 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 throbbed—still 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, two—measured and cautious.She didn’t 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 deep—not just in respect, but in pain. He looked like someone who had seen too much.“My lady,” he murmured.Stephanie didn’t move. “Speak.”He 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.“Oh My Goodness…” 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 didn’t just drop—she 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 couldn’t see clearly, but because she was still floating somewhere between ecstasy and disbelief.Drystan’s lips curled into a low smile, hands moving against his button as he undid it.“Is someone wrecked?”The teasing in his tone danced lazily in the air, but his eyes… oh, his eyes watched her like she was the last breath he’d 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.“Wrecked?” Her lips twitched sideways into a scoff.“If there is a word far heavier than that then I suggest you go for it.”She wasn’t joking
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