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His promises
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2026-10-09 19:24:11
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Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl His promises
Daphne's POVThe house feels strange to walk back into after two days spent almost entirely inside hospital walls, like I've stepped out of one version of time and into another that moved on without me. I kick off my shoes at the door and head straight up the stairs, mental list already running through my head. Eli’s going to need real clothes once he's finally cleared to go home, not the thin hospital gown he's been stuck in, and I want to bring him something that actually feels like comfort instead of sterile cotton and tubing.I let myself into the guest room he's been staying in since he moved in with us, and it still smells faintly like him, that same cologne he's worn since college, and it catches me off guard for a second, standing in the doorway of a room that's his and empty and quiet in a way it shouldn't be.I pull his duffel bag from the closet and start working through his drawers, folding a few soft t-shirts, a pair of sweatpants, his favorite worn-out hoodie with the fr
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl The miracle
Daphne's POVI'm still in the waiting room, turning the water bottle over in my hands, when my phone buzzes against my thigh. Unknown number. I almost let it go to voicemail, but something makes me pick up."Hello?""Daphne?" The voice hits me like a slap, familiar in the worst way. "Bianca?" I ask, before I catch myself, already knowing the answer. "Wait. You used an unknown number because I blocked you."I hang up before she can answer.It rings again almost immediately, same unknown number, and I almost don't pick up, but something petty in me wants to hear her scramble for an excuse. I answer, and before she can even get a word out, I'm already talking."Can you stop bothering me? I blocked your number months ago. You had to use some random line just to get through to me, and that should've told you everything you need to know about whether I want to talk to you.""Please." Her voice cracks, and it takes me a second to register that she's actually crying. "Please just listen to m
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
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