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Do I perhaps have something on my face?

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Grace

When a fortune teller once told me I’d live an eventful life, full of surprises and excitement, I didn’t believe her. Honestly, I laughed right in her face. My life had always been painfully ordinary.

I fell in love with a normal guy, I was going to marry him, and we’d have children together. Simple and predictable. Maybe even boring. But boring wasn’t always a bad thing. I was ready to spend the rest of my life in that calm, little box.

But who would have expected her prophecy to be true? My world flipped overnight from normal to completely insane. And now here I was, living a life that was anything but ordinary. Maybe I shouldn’t have called the fortune teller a fraud after all. Because right now, I was living two different lives. One as myself. And the other as a nerdy, forgettable woman in glasses with a blonde wig.

I sighed, clutching the strap of my bag tighter. It was the next day, and I was dressed in a brown dress I bought yesterday at the store. It was loose, a littl
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Terri Woods
Love this .....Funny Sexy & Most Importantly Interesting
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EliJa
Apollo knows dear. She is keeping it because of her coworkers
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Sherri
I know she’s keeping her disguise on, but I wonder if Apollo will tell her she doesn’t need it.
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  • Please Me, Daddy   You’re so in love, girl

    GraceI looked at Apollo for a moment, my heart pounding so hard in my chest.I swallowed, but my throat was painfully dry. Oh my God. This man. This was exactly why I didn’t want to sit beside him. It wasn’t because I was afraid of him. I wasn’t scared of Apollo anymore, but I was still nervous around him. Anytime I stayed too close, my heart raced, my skin warmed, and my thoughts dissolved into an absolute mess.I felt like a high school girl falling in love all over again, painfully aware of every fleeting touch and stolen glance.The real reason I didn’t want to sit with him was simple, I knew exactly what kind of man Apollo Reed was. He would never let me have a peaceful dinner without touching me, without doing something that made my body react before my mind could catch up.The food wasn’t even on the table yet, and his hand was already on my thigh. And fuck, why was he like this? Why did he always have something seductive to say, something that made my legs feel weak and my

  • Please Me, Daddy    I very much want to see you writhe

    Apollo I sat at the table with my arms crossed, my posture relaxed, my gaze briefly falling on the neatly arranged food before shifting indifferently to the other side of the room.Grace was there, standing with her friend, looking utterly lost.She nodded along to whatever her friend was saying, her brows drawn together in confusion, her hands fidgeting as if she was trying to keep herself sane. She looked overwhelmed, and unsure, as though she couldn’t quite process everything happening around her. I leaned back slightly in my chair, letting my eyes linger on her longer than necessary as I studied her in silence.I loved it when she reacted like this.Every time we were close, she seemed torn between staying and running, like a cautious little rabbit caught between instinct and desire. Always searching for an escape route. It was amusing, and endearing, because there was no escape. She was already caught. She just didn’t realize it yet.I can’t stop loving you.Her words echoed in

  • Please Me, Daddy   I can’t stop myself from loving you

    Grace Eleanor stared at me for a long moment, her eyes scanning my face. Then, without warning, she burst into soft laughter. She covered her mouth, shoulders shaking slightly as she tried to contain herself.I frowned immediately and turned toward her. “Eleanor, I’m serious,” I said, my voice low and strained.She smiled at me, still clearly entertained. “I know you’re serious, I can tell. Whenever you’re serious, you get this frustrated little crease between your eyebrows. So relax, Grace. Nothing is wrong.”Nothing is wrong?I almost scoffed out loud. Nothing was wrong, if you ignored the fact that Apollo Reed was sitting in our living room like he belonged there. Nothing was wrong if he wasn’t my boss, or the most powerful man in the country. Nothing was wrong if he wasn’t teaching the kids like a personal tutor.I let out a long exhale, rubbing my temples as if that might make reality rearrange itself.“Do you even know why he’s here?” I asked quietly.Eleanor blinked at me, the

  • Please Me, Daddy   Dinner is ready

    GraceI didn’t linger in the bathtub after he left. I washed quickly, stepped out, and pulled on the first clean clothes I could find, a loose white top and soft shorts. Nothing special. Considering Apollo Reed was downstairs, I should’ve tried harder, but I didn’t have the time to waste.My hair was still damp, so I ran my fingers through it and tied it into a ponytail, doing my best to look at least somewhat human.Without thinking twice, I spun around and rushed out of the room.Going down the stairs felt like walking straight toward my execution. Each step was too fast, and clumsy, my heart was pounding so violently it felt like it was lodged in my throat, stealing my breath away. I nearly tripped over my own feet.God. This was going to be a disaster. A bigger disaster than anything that happened in the bathtub.I knew I said reckless things when I panicked, but Eleanor and Liana were worse. Those two didn’t have a filter between them. If a thought existed in their heads, it came

  • Please Me, Daddy   My first instinct is to ruin it

    GraceThere are moments in life when you don’t need a functioning brain cell to realize you’re screwed.This was one of those moments.My body realized it before my mind could catch up. My heart slammed against my ribs. Heat rushed up my face, every passing second growing more unbearable as the reality sank in.I was a dead woman.Apollo Reed leaned casually against the tiled wall, as if he owned the entire world. His eyes dragged slowly down my wet skin, following the path of the droplets that slid across my collarbone before disappearing beneath the milky bathwater. He watched like he was studying something rare, and forbidden. Something he was deciding whether or not to devour.That look alone made my breath stutter.My face burned hot as I sank deeper into the tub, trying to hide myself even though I knew it was useless. Water wouldn’t save me. Nothing could save me. Perfect, what a way to go to hell, Grace. God, why did those words leave my mouth? Why didn’t I turn around the

  • Please Me, Daddy   Do you think I look too skinny?

    Grace I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away sleep. For a long moment, I just stared at the ceiling, my breathing slow and steady. Then I turned my head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. 9 p.m. I sighed and covered my face with one hand. God. How stressful. Two days had passed. Ever since the fever knocked me down, I’d barely been able to stand. The doctor had come two days ago, given me an injection and a pile of medication, and since then Eleanor, Wyatt, and the twins had practically taken shifts guarding me. They closed the restaurant. The twins skipped school. Eleanor barely slept. They fed me, wiped my sweat, sat beside me, talked to me even when I could barely respond, then I’d fall asleep again, over and over. I was used to taking care of myself when I was sick, but this time the fever must’ve been brutal, because if they weren’t here, I didn’t want to think about what could’ve happened. I pushed the blanket off and sat up slowly. My body ached everywhere,

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