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He was Apollo Reed’s father
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Please Me, Daddy You never fail to amaze me, princess
Apollo I stared at the document spread open on my desk, my gaze dark and unreadable as I scanned through the numbers and clauses for the third time. The sleeves of my shirt were rolled up to my elbows, exposing the veins running along my forearms, and at some point during the afternoon I had pushed my fingers through my hair so many times that it now fell messily over my forehead.My head had been throbbing for a while, but I ignored it, just like I ignored everything else that tried to slow me down. Pain was irrelevant. Discomfort was irrelevant. None of it mattered as long as the work was done. But the pounding behind my temples gradually became sharper, and more persistent, until the words in front of me began to blur together and I found myself rereading the same sentence without processing it.I exhaled slowly.Removing my glasses, I set them down on the desk and rubbed the bridge of my nose, pressing my fingers against the middle of my brows in an attempt to ease the ache. For
Please Me, Daddy This floor will be completely empty
Apollo I ignored their whispers and walked straight toward the elevator lobby. My steps were unhurried, but the closer I got to the elevators, the more aware I became of the eyes that followed me.A small group of employees was already standing there, waiting. I moved to stand beside them, ready to wait like everyone else. But the moment I stopped next to them, however, the atmosphere changed completely.They all turned to look at me at the same time, their eyes widening as if I had suddenly grown another head. The silence stretched awkwardly between us. I had not even opened my mouth to greet them when one of them suddenly cleared his throat and forced a laugh.“Oh—would you look at that,” he said hurriedly. “I just remembered I have something urgent to do on the last floor.”Another person immediately chimed in, “Me too. I have to… uh… print something.”“Right. Same here.”“I forgot a document upstairs.”Within seconds, everyone began finding excuses, each one more unconvincing tha
Please Me, Daddy Apollo Reed doesn't like women
GraceAs soon as I stepped out of the elevator and into the main hall, people immediately straightened and bowed slightly as I walked past.“Good morning, Miss Grace.”“Good morning, Miss Grace. How was your night?”“Morning, Miss Grace.”Voices followed one after another, polite and respectful.I offered them a small smile, nodding my head lightly as I responded, “Good morning.” My tone was calm.When I first started working here, the atmosphere had been completely different. People had looked at me with confusion, suspicion, and even fear. To them, I was the sudden heiress who appeared out of nowhere and took a position of authority overnight. They didn’t know what to expect from me. Some avoided eye contact. Some whispered behind my back.Only a few days passed before everything shifted.I didn’t raise my voice. I didn’t assert dominance. I simply did my job, solved problems, handled crises, and remained calm no matter how chaotic things became. Competence speaks louder than identi
Please Me, Daddy Miss Grace, are you okay?
Grace I leaned back against the chair and lifted a hand to my neck, rubbing slowly as I tried to ease the dull ache that had settled there after an entire day of meetings, documents, and conversations that never seemed to end. My body felt heady. Across the desk, my secretary looked up at me and smiled gently, her expression warm and understanding. “You must be tired,” she said softly. “You’ve been working nonstop for the past few days. Not only are you handling things as the head of the PR department, you’ve also been personally involved in company matters. Anyone would be exhausted.” I lifted my eyes to look at her properly. Linda really was beautiful, not in a sharp or intimidating way, but in a calm, elegant manner that made people feel at ease around her. Just a few days ago, my mother had personally introduced her to me, explaining that Linda had been her secretary for years and that she trusted her completely. She said she wanted someone experienced by my side, someone
Please Me, Daddy I am the real daughter of the Jones family
GraceThe room went completely silent. If someone dropped a pin, I was sure everyone would hear it. All the reporters froze in place, eyes wide, mouths slightly open as they stared at me, then slowly shifted their gazes to my mother and my brothers, as if waiting for them to stand up and throw me out for daring to say something so outrageous. But my mother didn’t move, and neither did Ryan nor Theodore. They simply sat there, their attention fixed on me, as though no one else in the room existed. Seeing that, the reporters grew even more confused, exchanging glances with one another, clearly unsure of what they were witnessing.For a few long seconds, no one spoke. Then finally, one reporter seemed to snap out of the shock. She cleared her throat and asked carefully, “You’re claiming to be the long-lost daughter of the Jones family. Is that true? Has this been proven with a DNA test? And how were you lost in the first place? From what the public knows, the only daughter of the Jones
Please Me, Daddy I’m Grace Jones
Grace “Woah, who’s that with the Jones? She’s so beautiful.”“Tell me about it. She’s gorgeous, and she even looks like the Jones. She could really be part of the family. She fits their aura perfectly.”“Keep your voice down. Don’t let Miss Katherine hear you. She’s the Jones’ daughter, she’ll get angry if she does.”“Then why are the Jones walking with that woman? They look so protective of her.”The voices drifted around me as I walked into the massive Jones Group building, my mother beside me and my two older brothers walking closely behind us. My expression stayed calm and emotionless as I ignored every whisper, and curious glance that followed us through the grand lobby. The marble floors echoed with each step we took, and I could feel eyes burning into my back from every direction, but I didn’t slow down or look around.We moved steadily forward, and when we reached the large conference room, I could already hear the noise inside. Reporters were gathered beyond the closed doors
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