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2026-10-07 17:00:26
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Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl Good News
DaphneTime moves strangely in hospital waiting rooms. I've learned that over the past few hours, the way minutes stretch into something closer to hours, and hours blur into something I can't measure at all. Julian got me to eat half a sandwich I don't remember tasting. Layla paced the length of the hallway so many times I lost count. And somewhere in the middle of all of it, I must have dozed off against Julian's shoulder, because I wake to his hand gently squeezing mine."Daphne."I blink my eyes open, disoriented for a second, and then I see him. Dr. Reyes, still in his scrubs, mask pulled down around his neck, walking toward us with his gloves already off. My heart stops somewhere in my chest."Is he—" I can't even finish the sentence. I'm on my feet before I realize I've moved, Julian rising right along with me, his hand steady at the small of my back."He's out of surgery," Dr. Reyes says, and the words land on me like a physical weight lifting. "And it went well. Very well, act
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl The Surgery Day
DaphneThe hospital room smells like antiseptic and something floral someone tried too hard to cover it with, and Elijah is sitting up in the bed in a gown two sizes too big for him, looking smaller than I've ever seen him look."You're staring at me like I'm already dead," he says, the second I walk in. "Relax. I haven't even gone in yet.""I'm not staring.""You're staring." Layla, already perched on the edge of his bed, points at me without even turning around. "She's been staring since the car.""I'm allowed to stare at my brother." I pull a chair closer and sit, reaching for his hand, and he lets me take it, which tells me more about how nervous he actually is than anything he's said out loud. "I'm allowed to be scared.""Don't be scared." He squeezes my fingers, but his hand is cold, and I notice. "If you're scared, I'm going to be scared, and then we'll both just be sitting here being scared together, and that helps nobody.""Fine." I force a smile I don't entirely feel. "Then
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl The Anonymous Donor
JulianThe doctor's office is quiet, just the two of us and the hum of the air conditioner, and I've been staring at the folder on his desk for the last thirty seconds without saying a word."You're a match," he says again, like he thinks I didn't hear him the first time. "Blood type, tissue markers, everything lines up. You could donate today if we needed to move that fast.""But you have someone else.""We do." He folds his hands on the desk. "An anonymous donor came forward through the registry. Also a match, maybe even a slightly better one on a few markers. The donor's been very clear about wanting to stay anonymous. No name, no contact, nothing traced back.""You called earlier that there is someone else. So why am I still sitting here?""Because anonymous donors sometimes change their minds," he says. "Because paperwork falls through. Because I'd rather have a backup sitting in my office than find out two days before surgery that we don't have one." He looks at me carefully. "
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl Candle Waxed 🌶️
DaphneThe scent of the burning candle trails behind Julian as he makes his way back to me. I brace myself, pulling against the cuffs on instinct, though there’s nowhere for me to go.“Relax, baby,” he says, voice low, watching my face. “You’ll like this.”He steps between my spread cunt and tips the stick, and a single drop of hot wax falls straight onto my clit. I cry out, back arching hard off the desk, teeth digging into my bottom lip. It burns like a brand, sharp and immediate, the heat sinking deep into that swollen little peak before the wax starts to cool and harden right there. My whole body jolts. A thin stream of arousal leaks out of me before I can stop it.“How does it feel?” he asks, tilting the candle again, eyes locked on mine.“Good.” The word comes out shaky, caught somewhere between a laugh and a moan. “It burns. It hurts. Oh God… it feels so good.”I can’t even make sense of what I’m feeling anymore. Everything is hitting me at once, the pain, the pleasure, t
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl Sweet Pains🌶️
DaphneBy the time the door opens, I've been sitting on the leather couch for nearly two hours, and I don't even try to hide the irritation in my voice."Took you long enough.""I had things to take care of." Julian crosses the room, already unbuttoning the cuff of his shirt, rolling it up along his forearm like he's settling back into something he never really left. "Now. Where were we?""The part where you wanted to punish me."I get up before he can answer, restless after two hours alone in this room with nothing but my own thoughts and too much curiosity, and I wander toward the box tucked in the corner I hadn't noticed before. I nudge the lid open, and my breath catches."I was bored," I say, lifting the lid the rest of the way. "Did a little snooping."Inside is a collection I never knew existed, vibrators of every size and shape, things with names I couldn't begin to guess, all arranged with the same unsettling precision as everything else in this house. I pick one up, t
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl Boy In The Corner
JulianI walk straight through, past the security men who know better than to stop me, down the hall to the study where I know he'll be, glass in hand, like always, like nothing in the world has ever touched him.Vittorio doesn't look up when I walk in."I just came from one of my warehouses," I say, no greeting, no patience left for one. "It got hit. Shipment burned. Did you have anything to do with it?"He finally lifts his eyes, swirls the scotch in his glass, unbothered. "You have some nerve, coming into my house with accusations.""Godfather." I stop a few feet from his desk. "I'm not trying to accuse you. But if there's anyone in this city who has animosity toward me right now, it's you. Because of my fallout with Katrina."Something flickers across his face, quick and cold, and then he smiles, and it's worse than if he hadn't."Good." He sets the glass down slow, deliberate. "Since you already know that, why are you here? Why don't you go cry somewhere? Go on. Find a cor
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