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Raven

I’m laughing, breathless, tugging Roman by the hand through the crowd still buzzing with applause, past waiters and champagne trays and half the city’s elite still staring after us, until we duck through a side door into a narrow storeroom stacked with folded linens and extra chairs.

The door clicks shut behind us.

I’m on him instantly, both hands fisting in his lapels, kissing him hard and messy, more teeth than technique, like something in me has finally been let off a leash it’s bee
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  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Storeroom 🌶️

    RavenI’m laughing, breathless, tugging Roman by the hand through the crowd still buzzing with applause, past waiters and champagne trays and half the city’s elite still staring after us, until we duck through a side door into a narrow storeroom stacked with folded linens and extra chairs.The door clicks shut behind us.I’m on him instantly, both hands fisting in his lapels, kissing him hard and messy, more teeth than technique, like something in me has finally been let off a leash it’s been straining against all night. He catches me by the waist, kissing me back just as fierce, and for a moment neither of us is breathing right.I pull back just enough to look up at him, chest heaving. “Are we really getting married? You’re actually going to make me your wife?”“Isn’t that what you wanted?”“But what do you want?”“I’ve wanted to put a ring on your finger more times than I can remember.” His voice is rough, low, his forehead dropping to rest against mine.“So I’ll be Mrs. Bel

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    The Proposal 🌹

    RavenThe ballroom doors open at exactly one o’clock, and I stand at the top of the staircase for one long breath before I start down it.The dress is red I’m wearing is red. I chose it intentionally, over the safer golds and blush tones the stylist kept steering me toward. Red is bold. Red doesn’t apologize for taking up space in a room, and after everything it’s taken to get here, I’m done apologizing for existing.Every head in the ballroom turns as I descend.Roman meets me at the bottom of the staircase, offering his hand, and the moment my fingers close around his, a ripple of murmurs spreads outward through the crowd.“You look extraordinary,” he murmurs, close to my ear.“I feel extraordinary.”“Mr. Bellerie,” an older man in a blue suit calls out to Roman.“Mr. Silas.” Roman turns to me and lowers his voice. “I’ll be back.”Anaya appears at my side almost immediately, a glass of wine already in hand, eyes wide as she takes in the room, the chandeliers, the string qua

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    The Epic Eviction

    Raven The lake house comes into view at the end of a long gravel drive, all glass and pale stone, the kind of place built to be photographed rather than lived in. I remember Vivienne posting about it once, some caption about peace and privacy, right around the time she was telling the entire country I stole her fiancé.Roman’s hand finds the small of my back as we approach the front doors, two of my security officers a step behind us, and a third figure beside them, a man in a plain grey suit carrying a folder, the court-appointed officer here to make sure today ends the way it’s supposed to.Roman stops just before we reach the entrance and turns to me.“Can you handle this?”“I want to enjoy this.” I meet his eyes, steady. “Don’t get involved unless I need you. Trust me to look after myself.”He studies me for a moment, then nods once, stepping back just slightly, close enough to intervene, far enough to let this be mine.The door opens before we even knock.Vivienne stands

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    The Question

    RavenI sit up, pulling the sheet around me. “I finally know what was in the envelope.”His hand stills in my hair. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I told you it was yours to handle.”“I want to tell you.” I take a steadying breath. “I’m going to tell you everything.”“Okay,” he says quietly.“But first…” I glance down at my hands. “I need to tell you I did something really stupid. You’re probably going to be pissed.” I force out a small, nervous smile. “It’s okay, though. I probably deserve a little scolding.”I reach for the nightstand drawer, pull it open, and take out the photograph, holding it out to him.He takes it carefully, his eyes scanning the image. I watch his expression change as recognition settles in.“That’s Erica,” I say quietly. “And the little girl with her… that’s her daughter, Roman.”He goes completely still, staring at the photograph as if it might somehow change into something that makes sense.“So… how is this our business?” he asks, flipping

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Snacking Hot

    RavenWarm lips against mine wake me from sleep, then another press against my forehead. I open my eyes to find Roman sitting on the bed beside me, already dressed.“The gala’s not until one,” I say, voice thick with sleep. “You’re up early.”“Calls to make before then.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “You should rest a little longer.”I reach up and catch the loose end of his tie, pulling him down toward me before he can stand, and kiss him properly, slow at first, then deeper when his mouth opens against mine, his tongue meeting mine in a way that makes me forget entirely what time it is.“Stay a little longer,” I murmur against his lips.His eyes drop to my stomach, and he lifts the thin fabric of my nightdress, running his palm slowly over the curve of it. “How’s the little one?”“Kicking hard already.” I smile down at him.He pulls back just enough to shrug off his tie and shirt, tossing them aside, and settles between my legs, pressing a soft kiss to my stomac

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Canoe Ranch

    RavenWe’ve been driving for almost two hours by the time the city finally gives way to open land, and I find myself with my face nearly pressed against the window, watching rolling fields blur past in the fading evening light.“This is so beautiful,” I breathe. “I can’t believe I’ve never seen this part of the country. I’m twenty-three years old and I’ve never once been anywhere that looks like this.”“City baby,” Anaya teases, glancing at me sideways.“I’m serious. I grew up in an estate surrounded by gates and security cameras. I don’t know what to do with all this.” I gesture at the horizon, gold and orange bleeding into the hills. “It’s so quiet out here. No cameras. No staff hovering. Just land.”I watched the endless fields roll past, my gaze lingering on the open land and the quiet beauty surrounding us. Everything felt so peaceful out here. No traffic. No noise. Just nature. For the first time, I found myself wondering what it would be like to raise a family somewhere li

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Breathless

    Raven In a few minutes, I’ll see Roman again after three years apart, and God help me, I might lose my mind just thinking about it. James drives smoothly and unhurriedly, as if there is no such thing as urgency in the world. I’d forgotten that about him. I’d forgotten a lot of things about Boston

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Ruining Me

    RavenHis hand closed over my wrist and guided it gently away. Then his fingers were there instead, and the difference was immediate — the difference between trying to tickle yourself and someone else doing it. He found my clit with easy, unhurried pressure and I gasped so hard I almost choked on i

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    Teach Me

    Raven I was having a wet dream. Again. This time I was grinding my soaked pussy on something very solid. It felt good. So good. Better than anything I managed on my own. Not until I woke up. The realization hit me slow, the way sleep peels away in layers; first the warmth, then the frict

  • Is It Wrong I Want Daddy So Bad?    A Lead

    RomanI find Marcus in my study, standing by the window with his back to the door, trying very hard to look like a man who has been patiently waiting and not at all like a man who walked in on something he wishes he could unsee.“Marcus, I—”“I didn’t see anything.” He says it quickly, still facing

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