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Kiss Me, Roman

Author: Spicy Candy
last update publish date: 2026-03-25 12:05:44

Raven

I find leftover pasta in the fridge and heat it up and sit at the kitchen counter with my phone and a cup of coffee and try to feel normal. It is not working but I am trying.

I am scrolling through nothing in particular when I hear the elevator open.

I already know who it is.

I keep my eyes on my phone.

His footsteps cross the living room and then he is in the kitchen doorway and I look up and the sight of him after a full day apart hits me the same way it did in his office. Like somethin
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  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Elevated hCG levels

    RavenRoman and I sit across from a young doctor. Younger than I expected.He speaks careful English with a soft Italian accent, his hands steady as he reviews the results in front of him.Roman sits beside me, still slightly damp from the pool, the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up carelessly like he threw it on in a hurry. Even sitting down, his presence fills the small examination room completely, making the walls feel tighter somehow“Everything looks normal,” the doctor says, setting the clipboard down. “No signs of food poisoning. No infection.”I exhale. “So I’m fine.”“You are healthy, yes.” He pauses. “But there is something.”The way he says it makes my stomach drop.“Your hCG levels are elevated. Significantly.”I stare at him. “What does that mean?”“It means you are pregnant.”The room goes completely silent.Not quiet. Silent. The kind that presses against your eardrums.“No.” The word comes out before anything else. Flat. Automatic. “No, that’s not possi

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Love Eventually 🌶️

    Raven Roman’s hand slides down under the water, rough and impatient. He shoves my swimsuit crotch aside and drags two thick fingers straight through my folds.“Fuck,” he growls, voice low and filthy. “You’re dripping for me. Soaking my fingers like you can’t get enough.”“Always,” I pant. “I’m always like this for you.”He circles my swollen clit with his thumb, slow and teasing at first, then harder. My head falls back against the cool tile as a moan rips from my throat.“Keep your eyes on me, baby,” he commands.I force my eyes open, locking onto his dark, hungry gaze while his fingers pump inside me. He curls them perfectly, stroking that spot that makes my toes curl and my vision spark white.“Oh god—yes, right there.He adds a third finger, stretching me wider, fucking me deeper with them. The water resists every thrust, making it feel thicker, heavier, dirtier.He rasps. “This greedy little pussy was made to take me.”I’m already shaking, right on the edge, when I beg

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Hot Pool Bath 🌶️❤️

    RavenI changed into the only swimsuit I packed. A simple black one-piece that I threw in at the last minute.When I get down to the pool, Roman is already there.He’s in the water, only his shoulders and head visible above the surface.The late afternoon sun catches the water, making it sparkle.“Coming in?” he asks.I set my towel on one of the lounge chairs and walk to the edge of the pool.The water looks perfect. Clear. Inviting.I sit on the edge and dip my feet in.Warm. Not too hot. Just right.Roman swims over to where I’m sitting and stops in front of me.Water drips from his hair, down his face, over his shoulders, making him look insanely hot. A reckless part of me wants to drag my tongue over every drop on his skin.“How’s the water?” I ask.“Perfect. You should come in.”I slide in slowly, the water rising over my body. My waist. My chest. My shoulders.Roman stays close. Close enough for me to see the droplets clinging to his eyelashes.“Better?” he asks.“Much better.”

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Invitation To Swim

    RomanThe hotel room is quiet except for the hum of the air conditioning.I stand by the window looking down at Milan spread out below. Narrow streets. Red rooftops. Church spires rising above the buildings.Beautiful city.I’m not here for the view.I pull out my phone. Dial a number I haven’t called in months.It rings twice before he answers.“Bellerie. Didn’t expect to hear from you.”“Marco. I need information.”“Always straight to business with you.” Marco laughs. “What do you need?”“Nicko Russo. I know he’s in the Brera district. I need an exact address.”“Nicko Russo.” Marco goes quiet for a moment. “That’s a name I haven’t heard in a while. Last I knew he was keeping a low profile.”“He’s been selling information to my enemies. I need to find him.”“Ah. So this is personal.”“Very.”“Give me an hour. I’ll see what I can dig up.”“I need it faster than that.”“Then give me thirty minutes and a reason to prioritize you over my other clients.”“I’ll wire fifty thousand euros to

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Milan, Italy

    RavenI board Roman’s private jet at six in the morning.The flight I booked yesterday has been cancelled. Roman made sure of that when he took over all the arrangements.I choose a seat by the window without waiting for direction.Roman follows behind me. His phone already ringing.He glances at the screen. His jaw tightens.“I need to take this.” He answers. “Vivienne.”Even from across the cabin I can hear her voice. Shrill and angry.“You’re going to Italy? With her? And I’m finding out through a text message?”“I sent you a message. That’s enough.”“No, it’s not enough! You don’t just leave the country without discussing it with me first! We’re supposed to be planning a wedding!”“The wedding can wait.”“The wedding can wait? Are you serious right now? You postponed it once already and now you’re leaving the country with that girl—”“Never question me again about anything I do. Do you understand?”Silence on the other end. Shocked silence.“Roman, I…”He ends the

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Control Freak

    RavenRoman stands in the hallway. Still in his suit. Tie loosened. He looks tired.“Can I come in?”I step aside.He walks in and I close the door behind him.We stand there. Neither of us speaking. The tension thick enough to choke on.“The last time we discussed your birth father, you were still young,” he says finally. “And I told you it was in your best interest if you didn’t know. Your mother didn’t want to talk about it. Didn’t want you knowing. And I respected her wishes.”“And I asked you if you knew who he was. And you said you knew nothing.”“That’s right.”“So then why does it matter if I go to Italy?”“Because I don’t understand where this is coming from. Who told you Nicko is in Italy? And who told you Nicko knows something about your birth father?”I cross my arms. Don’t answer.“The person who told you this might be lying. Nicko is your mom’s cousin, yes. But I don’t think they were close enough for her to confide in him about something she refused to tell

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