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The Ambush
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2026-10-13 20:22:22
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Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl The Ambush
JulianThe road stretches long and empty ahead of me, fields blurring past the window, and I've got the phone propped against the dashboard, my grandfather's voice crackling through the speaker before it's even finished ringing twice."Julian." Gravelly, unimpressed, like he already knows this call isn't a courtesy. "You just left here a few days ago. What happened now?""I'm on my way back. Should be there within the hour.""You don't drive two hours out to my ranch twice in one week without a reason. What is it?""I'll explain everything when I get there."A pause, and I can picture him exactly, sitting in that study of his, pipe probably resting in the ashtray, eyes narrowed the way they do when he's already three steps ahead of whatever I'm about to tell him."One of your warehouses got hit."My hands tighten slightly on the wheel. "How do you already know that?""Boy." A low, rough chuckle, no humor in it at all. "There is nothing happening in this world that I don't eventually h
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl Best Brother
DaphneEli is sitting up in bed when I walk in, remote in hand, flipping through channels with the particular disgust of a man who's been stuck in the same room for three days and has officially run out of patience with daytime television."There is nothing good on," he announces, the second he sees me. "Nothing. I've watched a man build a cabin from scratch twice now.""Was it a good cabin?""Incredible cabin. I could build a cabin now. That's how bad it's gotten." He tosses the remote onto the blanket and gives me a once-over. "You brought food, right? Tell me you brought real food.""I brought you a smoothie and your charger. The food part comes once you're cleared for actual solids.""You're killing me, Daph. Slowly. With kindness.""You're recovering from major surgery, you dramatic man.""I could recover faster with a burger."I laugh, setting the bag down on the chair beside his bed, and I'm still smiling when the door opens and Dr. Reyes walks in, clipboard tucked under one ar
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl His Game
Julian's POVLuca's waiting for me in the study when I come down, two folders spread across the desk, a glass of whiskey untouched beside his elbow. He doesn't drink when he's working, which tells me whatever he found, he wants his head clear for this conversation."Tell me you have something," I say, closing the door behind me."I have pieces." He slides one folder toward me as I take the seat across from him. "Not enough to call it a picture yet, but pieces."I flip it open. Photographs, blurred, taken from a distance, grainy enough that I can't make out much beyond shapes and shadows. A man getting into a car. Another standing at a dock at night. None of them show a face clearly enough to matter."This is it?""This is what three weeks of digging got us." Luca leans back, arms crossed. "Ryker Stone isn't a name anyone uses carelessly. Nobody talks about him directly. Nobody even confirms he's the one running things. I had to piece together rumors, half-conversations, guys who clam
Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl Take What You Need🌶️
DaphneI tip my chin up and find his mouth again, soft at first, then deeper. The kiss lingers long enough that the air between us turns warm and close. When I pull back just enough to speak, my voice comes out quieter than I expect.“I need you.”Julian’s hands stay on my face. His eyes search mine, careful.“Are you sure? I think you’re a bit emotional right now.”A small laugh slips out of me before I can stop it. It feels strange and welcome at the same time.“I’m very sure. I know what I want. I want this. My head is full of everything that just happened and I keep turning it over and over. A little distraction would help. Something that doesn’t involve property deeds or frozen accounts or people who used to make me feel small. Just you. Just us.”His mouth curves, slow and almost reluctant, like he is trying not to smile and failing.“Fine. But if you start crying again in the middle of it I’m going to assume I’ve done something wrong and freeze completely. You’ll have to
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
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