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Desperate Desire.
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Chapter 118. A low growl slipped past Drystan’s lips as Rosealba kissed him with a hunger that stole his breath away. It was wild—needy—like she was desperate to consume him, to brand him with every lick, every bite of her lips against his. His lips moved against hers as she sucked harshly on it, groaning against his lips. This was it! The needy little slut he created. His mighty palm moved against her body, not in a rush like hers. No, they just took their time, roaming leisurely over her body, palms dragging over the curve of her waist; the swell of her breast, cupping the roundness of her ass in a slow, almost teasing squeeze. Rosealba shuddered. Her breath hitched as his thumbs brushed the underside, his fingers kneading as if memorizing every inch of her, but he didn't rush. He allowed her to devour him. Allowed her to take what belonged to her while his touch remained teasing, featherlight, slow. Her fingers moved against his chest, feeling the way his body reacted und
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-26Sin For me, Daddy. Ruined By Him.
Chapter 119. Rosealba clutched onto him, face buried into his chest as she muffled out light chuckles in rhythm to their ragged breathing. Her legs shook. She was completely ruined. Just like she desired it. Suddenly, a feeling of heat crept against her cheeks. She was done for. There were no two freaking ways about this. Embarrassment clashed in on her and her grip against Drystan’s shirt tightened, knuckles almost turning white. With her best friend and her bodyguard a wall away from them, she had taken him like a damn slut—moaning and arching desperately for more. A deep feeling of heat curled against her stomach as she thought about how loud she had sounded.Her chest clamped. What would Lina’s reaction be? The thoughts troubled her she almost forgot the burning ache between her thighs. With the way he had fucked her, if she was still dripping then she was not a step away from being an actual slut. One he created for himself only. As Rosealba’s heart pounded against her ea
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Chapter 120. Rosealba stretched at the gentle caress of the morning sun against her cheeks—lips grimacing while she ran her hands around the other side of the bed searching for her other half. As her hands met with emptiness—she stilled, lashes fluttering open. She sat up immediately, her big doe eyes searching around for him. “I am here,” Drystan mumbled, eyes locked against his screen. He knew the moment she woke up, and he knew the moment she started looking for him. Rosealba followed the husky trail of his voice through the dimly lit room.He sat on a cream-colored couch, his shirtless broad chest and chiseled face illuminated by the light from the laptop screen.His gaze flickered from his laptop to her, locking his gaze against hers. Rosealba’s lips curled into a beautiful smile. She pulled the duvet away from her body getting on her feet. Her legs slid into the fluffy slippers and she made her way to Drystan, his big polo draping down her thick thighs. The moment she got
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Chapter 121 Rosealba glared at the screen of her phone, brows knitted in confusion as the unknown number displayed big and bright. For all she knew, she had a routine of people who called her. If Lina wasn’t calling, then it was her mother. But today, someone else was calling. Her fingers curled around the phone. A cringing feeling twisted in her stomach, and worry settled in. Could it be Lowel? Her breath hitched in her throat. The thought unsettled her. He didn’t have a reason to call her. She dropped the phone on the side table, looking into space. As soon as the call ended, the phone began to vibrate again. Rosealba picked up the phone, glaring at the screen—heart pounding like a ticking time bomb ready to explode. It could be someone entirely different, a voice in her head echoed. Someone from the writer’s firm. That was all it took for her hand to glide against the screen. She placed the phone to her ear, heart beating against her chest as she anticipated the voice f
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Chapter 122. Drytan’s brows knitted, furrowing slightly as Rosealba ran into his arms. His strong arms curled around her body, wrapping her in a warm embrace and stroking her hair between his fingers. Drystan lowered his chin dropping it at the middle of her head. That one action was anchoring. It was an action far better than millions of soothing words. His hand ran against her hair, stroking gently while letting her bask in the peace that his arms could offer. But he was triggered. Triggered to push forward. To ask questions— what had happened to her? Did she get a panic attack again? His heart skipped at just the thought of that. Could she have gotten a panic attack that he didn't know about? Anxiety slithered through his veins, rasping fearful fangs across his jaws. Drystan throat bobbled into a swallow. He ran his arm around her body, pulling her deeper. He would ask, but for now—he allowed her to settle. Rosealba’s heartbeat reduced gradually until there
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-28Sin For me, Daddy. Pain in its disastrous form.
Chapter 123.Drystan’s fingers twitched. Anger hummed beneath his skin, scorching every layer like wildfire.His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard, trying to suppress the acrid taste of rage against his tongue.Silence stretched between them, hanging by a fragile thread of self-restraint. Fury burned through the deepest parts of him, but he couldn’t afford to unleash it. Not here. Not in front of her.Yet inside, he was raging. The fury howled like a beast clawing at the walls of his restraint. He wanted nothing more than to disappear to Rome, to hunt down every last incompetent fool he had entrusted with her safety. What the fuck had they been doing while her store was being attacked? Why hadn’t he been informed?His grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles paling with the force.Then his gaze lowered—only to meet hers.Rosealba was already staring up at him, her big, beautiful doe eyes demanding answers. She had heard her name, heard her store being mentioned, but the rest of the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-29Sin For me, Daddy. White Rose Garden.
Chapter 124. Rosealba’s heart slammed against her ribcage, each thump echoing like a war drum inside her chest.Her hands trembled, fingers curling so tightly around her phone that her knuckles turned an eerie shade of white.Her stomach twisted. Her pulse drummed erratically.Lowel.The name alone was acid on her tongue. Bitter. Disgusting.The bastard had done this?A low growl rumbled in her throat, her stomach churning with sheer, unfiltered rage. Her grip on the phone remained ironclad as another message buzzed against her palm, vibrating with mockery.She inhaled sharply, dread coiling inside her ribs as she lowered her gaze.“More of this surprise is coming, Sunshine. And I am not going to stop until you come back crawling at my feet to take you back.”Her breath hitched. A sickening wave of nausea crashed into her. Sunshine. The word drummed against her ear. He had called her sunshine. Only Ignazio called her by that. No other person called her that name.Had he found o
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-30Sin For me, Daddy. The Price Of Failure.
Chapter 125. Drystan walked into the cold damp dungeon. The air wreaked of power and deceased body. The body he had made sure they faced their doom after betrayal. The air was thick with the stench of sweat, blood, and piss. The dungeon was cold, the stone walls stained with the ghosts of past lessons.The overhead bulb flickered, casting erratic shadows across the stone floor, where dark stains told a thousand gruesome stories.Drystan stepped forward, boots echoing against the concrete floor The dungeon was silent. Too silent and the incompetent men knelt on the cold stone floor, wrists bound behind them, heads bowed. The air was thick—heavy with the scent of old blood, damp walls, and something worse. Fear. It clung to them, seeped into their skin, settled in their bones.Their bodies trembled. Not from the cold of the dungeon but from the weight of the presence standing before them. Alactor Merikh Drystan. A man who didn't know mercy. A man who never allowed things to slide.
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Chapter 165.The door opened and Drystan stepped in. The ambiance of the room changed immediately. Into something dark. Powerful. Possessive. Rosealba stood up from the bed, guilt cladding her expression. She took a step forward—no, she barely took a step forward when…“Strip.” Drystan’s voice came in. Low and tight it barely contained the fury that was burning down his veins. Rosealba breath hitched and she stood on her track, unable to approach him, but he was already walking toward her, his coat still on, his eyes back with something dangerous as he pulled the coat off. “You thought I wouldn't find out?” his voice was sharp as a blade. “You went to see him. Your ex.”Rosealba's chest clamped, heart, thundering as she watched the look in his eyes. “It… it wasn't.…”“Don't speak.” He commanded, pulling down the buttons of his t-shirt. Rosealba’s stomach tightened, surprisingly not in fear, but in desire.Her eyes followed the movement of his hands, throat bobbing as the sight
Sin For me, Daddy. Jealousy.
Chapter 164. “Drop your weapons and lift your hands up.”The command rang loud, cutting through the thick tension like a blade. Lowel’s eyes darted around, searching—desperate—for a way out.He knew those weren’t real police.They were Drystan’s men.He could see it in the way they held their guns. In how sharp their movements were. He had worked too long in the shadows not to recognize assassins dressed in uniform.His heart thudded faster, but he didn’t let it show. Panic clawed at his chest, but pride kept his face still.He couldn’t get caught. He couldn’t.So he ran.A blur of motion—he bolted to the side. But he barely made it two steps before a shot rang out.The bullet tore through his knee.Lowel screamed as he dropped to the ground, clutching his leg. Blood poured out. His groan was raw and heavy. Rage mixed with pain in his voice.Rosealba gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. Her body jerked in Eric’s arms at the sound of the shot.“My lady…” Eric whispered gently, caress
Sin For me, Daddy. A Place of Safety.
Chapter 163. Rosealba’s fingers trembled on the steering wheel, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Her heart pounded like a drum inside her chest, wild and restless. The road stretched out before her, but she couldn’t see it clearly anymore. Fear clouded her eyes, made her legs press harder on the accelerator.They were behind her. Getting closer.If they caught her, it was over. Lowel would take her. He’d use her as bait, threaten Drystan for a ransom—and even then, he wouldn’t let her go.Her throat tightened.“No,” she whispered to herself, shaking her head as the tears burned. “No, no, no—”But then—out of nowhere—a black car came screeching in front of her. Full speed. It spun across the road and halted roughly, blocking her path completely.Rosealba’s foot slammed on the brakes. Her body lurched forward then back, jerking hard as the car skidded to a stop. Her chest heaved. Panic tore through her.They had cut her off.Her eyes flew wide. Her hands shook. Her heart kicked faster
Sin For me, Daddy. Save Me.
Chapter 162. Lowel’s laughter died down, but the look in his eyes only grew darker. He moved his hand to Rosealba’s face, cupping it gently, but it wasn’t tenderness she felt—it was something else.His thumb brushed over her cheek, slow. Too slow.And his eyes?They weren’t looking at her.They were roaming.Dragging across her body with something she could only name as hunger. A deep, twisted desire that made her skin crawl.“That man,” he said softly, eyes still on her. “The one you call your fiancé…”His lips curled into a mocking smile.“He doesn’t love you.”He leaned in closer. His breath was sour with bitterness.“The only thing he cares about is this.”He nodded toward her chest.Her heart sank, but her face stayed still. She didn’t give him the reaction he wanted.“He only desires your body,” he continued. “The beauty of your skin. The glow in your eyes. The softness of your nature. That’s all you are to him, Rose. A pretty thing to undress.”Rosealba rolled her eyes, lettin
Sin For me, Daddy. Under Her Ex’s grip.
Chapter 161. When the call with Drystan ended, a heavy silence settled in the room. Rosealba didn’t move right away. Her eyes were fixed on the small paper in her hand—the one with the name of the place Lowel had written. Her ex. Her mistake.She stared at the paper a little longer, as if hoping it would disappear. Then she let out a quiet sigh. Her chest rose and fell slowly like she was trying to breathe through something tight and invisible.Without a word, she slipped the paper under her pillow. Then she laid her head down, feeling its weight beneath her. Her eyes closed. But sleep didn’t come.The next day.Rosealba stood in front of a the all black restaurant. Claded in black. The exterior was the same as she remembered—clean, sharp edges, tall glass, and quiet luxury. But the moment she stepped in, her breath caught in her throat.She knew this place.It was too familiar to be an illusion. This was the same restaurant where Drystan had gotten on one knee and asked her to mar
Sin For me, Daddy. Touching Herself For Him.
Chapter 160.Rosealba’s breath hitched and she obeyed, sliding her fingers back into her warm trembling heat. “Oh… god.” she cries softly, lips partying. Drystan’s made lose of his zippers, his cock bouncing forward. Hard and erect. His head tipped backward.“That's it. That's it, Sunshine.”His voice came out strangled, now wrecked by her moans and the way his fingers moved up and down his cock. “You like being overstimulated, don't you? You like it when it starts to ache. You love being ruined for me. By me?”Rosealba’s eyes rolled backward, her fingers rubbing gently on her clit. “Yes.” She gasped, voice turning breathless. “Its too much—but I — I love it— I need it—”Drystan’s muscles pinched, his hand moving faster against his cock. “Fuck! You are going to make me cum, Sunshine. “Argh!!!” he snarled. “You sound so fucking desperate, sunshine. Like you’d let me fuck you through tears if I was there.” She bit on her lower lips, nodding her head as though he could see her. “I
Sin For me, Daddy. Touch Yourself For Me.
Chapter 159. Rosealba sat on the bed, draped in Drystan’s white t-shirt, a symbol of how badly she had missed him. Her hands clutched onto the phone, nails curling tightly around the edge. She glared at the piece of paper on her left hand, jaws clamping at the thought of what tomorrow would be like if she didn't go to see Lowel. Her chest tightened, curiosity swelling at the core of her heart. What if she didn't go? Would Lowel show up on her wedding day to cause a scene? Her heart tightened, anger raging through her veins. After every freaking thing he had done, he still had the guts to show his freaking face to her? Her jaws tightened, veins twitching along her fingers. Dispeakable! She spat, squeezing the paper against her grip. The sudden beep of her phone thrummed through the air and Rosealba blinked, jolting out of her trance. Her muscles tightened, her head tilting to the side of her bed. The moment her eyes met with the face on her screen, her chest loosened and all
Sin For me, Daddy. A Price For Hatred.
Chapter 158.Sicily, midnight.The moon sat low, a pale white coin above the hills of Sicily. The air was thick with the scent of sea salt and silence. Somewhere beyond the rusted gates of the villa, crickets chirped like a warning.A black convoy rolled through the dirt path, headlights slicing through the mist. The first car halted at the grand iron gates. It didn’t honk. It didn’t wait.It simply paused.And from the backseat, he stepped out.Drystan.Tall. Composed. Death dressed in black.His long coat moved with the wind, the leather brushing against his thighs like a second skin. His gloves were still stained from the earlier kill, but he hadn’t bothered to wipe them. The blood had dried, dark like his silence.The night seemed to bow to him. Even the wind went still.The guards at the gate shifted. One reached for his gun.Drystan didn’t blink.He raised his eyes slowly, gaze flat, cold, and distant. That was all it took. The guard’s hand dropped. His fingers trembled. He buzz
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Chapter 157. The celebration was going smoothly.Rosealba and Emilia ate happily, both discussing work. This was supposed to be a moment away from work, but somehow they found themselves drifting back into it, talking about the beauty of it as though it were stitched into their souls.“You know… when I just started working in this firm, I used to be quite uptight. Because my mum said the key to a successful human is observation.” Emilia dug her fork into her food and laughed heartily while tearing a piece apart.She was the complete opposite of Rosealba. Loud. Cheerful. A force that commanded the room without even trying. But for some reason, Rosealba loved her vibe a little more than she had ever thought she would. It was chaotic, yet oddly comforting.“I was not a person to observe…” Emilia continued, shoving a forkful of pasta into her mouth, darting her tongue out to lick the fragment that tugged low beside her lips, careless and free.Rosealba ate quietly. Observing. She wasn’t
