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Chapter 46
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CHANDLERThe black leather seat of the Maybach was cool against my back as I settled in. The driver pulled smoothly away from the estate, the tall iron gates closing behind us with a quiet metallic click. My phone had been vibrating in my pocket for the last ten minutes straight.I didn’t even need to look at the screen.*Ex-Wife.*Dahlia’s name flashed again, followed by another insistent buzz. A new message popped up on the locked screen, but I didn’t bother unlocking it. I already knew what it would say. The same tired complaints, the same demands, the same thinly veiled threats she’d been sending for weeks.I ignored it.The phone vibrated one last time before falling silent. I slipped it back into the inside pocket of my suit jacket without a second glance.My mind was elsewhere.Roxette DeLacour.Even now, hours after I’d left her in the house, the memory of her this morning clung to me like smoke. The way she’d looked in my bathrobe, skin still flushed from the bath, lips swol
Is It My Fault I Have Daddy Issues? Chapter 55
ROXETTEAfter almost an hour of Diana complaining about everything from the soup to the lighting in the room, her hangover finally started to loosen its grip. The scowl on her face softened a little, and she stopped snapping at every small thing. She even managed a weak laugh when I joked about how dramatic she looked.“Alright, enough sulking,” I said, standing up. “Let’s find your phone. It has to be somewhere in this house.”We spent the next twenty minutes turning the guest room upside down — checking under the pillows, inside the drawers, even crawling on the floor to look under the bed. Nothing. Diana’s phone was nowhere to be found.“Ugh, this is hopeless,” she groaned, flopping back onto the bed. “I must’ve left it at the bar last night.”She grabbed the landline phone on the nightstand and called Calvin. I sat quietly beside her, listening to the one-sided conversation.“Hey, babe… yeah, I’m alive, barely. Listen, did you see my phone anywhere after I passed out? …No? Damn. O
Is It My Fault I Have Daddy Issues? Chapter 54
ROXETTEI forced a small, apologetic smile and closed the door behind me. “Sorry… I overslept a bit and then went for a walk in the garden to clear my head. How are you feeling?”Diana groaned dramatically and rubbed her temples. “Like shit. My head is pounding, my tongue is still burned from that stupid boiling soup the maid brought earlier, and I’m in the worst mood possible. You know how I get after drinking too much—everything and everyone pisses me off.”Well, it's your own fault for getting drunk to the point of passing out in the first place.I pursed my lips.She looked me up and down suspiciously, narrowing her bloodshot eyes. “And why are you wearing a turtleneck sweater indoors? It’s not even cold here. And your lips look weird… all puffy. Really? Early in the morning you're wearing red lipstick?”I played it cool. “What? Is it wrong?”“No, but.. did you make out with someone last night after I passed out or something?”Really, she's so sharp sometimes.I instinctively touc
Is It My Fault I Have Daddy Issues? Chapter 53
ROXETTEThe gentle massage between my legs had left me feeling much softer and less sore, though my body still carried the pleasant ache of last night. Chandler and I had just stepped out of the bathtub when a soft knock echoed through the master bedroom door.“Sir? It’s Cecil,” came the head maid’s calm, professional voice from the other side.I froze, eyes widening in alarm.Chandler wrapped a towel around his waist casually and called out, “Come in.”The door opened quietly. Cecil stepped inside, keeping her gaze politely lowered. My heart slammed against my ribs. I was standing there in nothing but a white silk bathrobe, my hair still damp, lips swollen from Chandler’s kisses, and multiple dark hickeys clearly visible on my neck and collarbone. Chandler stood right beside me, also freshly out of the bath, droplets of water still clinging to his broad chest.Cecil didn’t even blink.“Sir,” she said evenly, “Miss Diana has woken up and was looking for Miss DeLacour.”The moment I he
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DIANAMy head felt like it had been split open with a hammer.The moment I cracked my eyes open, bright sunlight stabbed straight into my skull. A low, pathetic groan escaped my throat as I rolled over in the massive guest bed, clutching my temples. My mouth tasted like stale alcohol and regret. Every heartbeat sent a fresh wave of nausea rolling through me.Hangover from hell.I hated this part. Always did. The night before—laughing, dancing, shots with Roxy—felt like a distant dream. Now I was just angry. Angry at the light, angry at the pounding in my head, angry at the world for existing. When I drank too much, the morning after turned me into a raging bitch, and I didn’t even try to fight it.I slapped my hand on the bedside table, searching blindly for my phone. Nothing. Where the hell was it?“Maid!” I shouted, voice raspy and irritated. “Get in here!”The door opened almost immediately. Stella hurried in carrying a tray with a bowl of soup, some water, and painkillers. She lo
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ROXETTEChandler’s hands never stopped their expert massage on my breasts, kneading them with deep, rhythmic pressure that made my toes curl in the warm water. I was panting, moaning softly, completely lost in the feeling of his strong fingers working my sensitive flesh while his thick cock rested hot and heavy between my thighs.But the deep soreness in my pussy still lingered.Chandler seemed to read my body perfectly.His right hand slowly trailed downward from my breast, gliding over my stomach and slipping beneath the surface of the water. I tensed for a moment as his fingers brushed the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.“Wait..”“Easy, baby girl,” he whispered against my ear, voice low and gentle. “I’ve got you.”Two thick fingers pressed lightly against my swollen folds, not pushing inside, not trying to penetrate me, just resting there with warm, steady pressure. Then he began to move.It wasn’t fingering in the usual sense. It felt more like a careful, intimate massage.His
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ROXETTEThe knock came again. Three sharp, impatient raps that echoed through the tiny apartment like gunshots, vibrating the thin walls and rattling the cheap light fixture above us.Dave froze instantly. His disgusting, beer-soaked breath was still hovering barely an inch from my neck. His rough,
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ROXETTEThe city lights blurred past the tinted windows as Chandler’s sleek black car glided smoothly through the evening traffic. I sat in the passenger seat, my legs pressed tightly together, still feeling the dull, delicious ache between my thighs from everything he had done to me last night and
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ROXETTEI woke up slowly, like my body was fighting to stay lost in that heavy, dreamless sleep.The first thing I felt was the soreness. Deep, delicious, everywhere soreness. My thighs burned like I had run a marathon in heels. My pussy felt swollen, tender, and still faintly throbbing with the m
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ROXETTEChandler stood towering above me, the black silk robe hanging loosely on his powerful frame. His steel-gray eyes darkened with satisfaction as he looked down at me.“Yes, Daddy…” I whispered, voice trembling but obedient. “I’m kneeling down now.”A low, approving rumble escaped his chest.“
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