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Author: Abbywritess
last update publish date: 2026-07-02 23:02:18

MARIAN.

My heart is pounding now, the question hit deeper than it should, and it brings back everything that I’ve been trying to forget. Everything that I’ve been trying to convince myself to not think about.

My mouth suddenly feels dry, my palm is clammy with sweat and the unusually large kitchen now feels unusually small. It’s difficult to breathe without hyperventilating.

Why are they asking this now? Why do they want to know if I want to leave Malcolm?

Well, it’s not a surprise that they’re
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  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   50. FIRST MOVE.

    MARIAN.I wake before my alarm goes off, feeling more rested than I’ve ever felt in a long time. The house is quiet, unusually quiet, but I don’t care about it. I’m meeting the lawyer today, and that’s all that’s on my mind.Hurriedly, I make my way to the bathroom to take a quick shower, dress in a black suit, pull my hair into a severe knot that hides the lingering tenderness on my scalp, and leave without eating or even seeing Malcolm.I’m guessing after what happened last night, he doesn’t want to see me either.“The clients are here.” Celine says as soon as I step into the building, and I nod as I hand her my bag, and together, we make our way to the conference room.“I apologize for being late. I had a family emergency, but it’s all sorted out now.” I lie, and the clients simply nod in understanding. “Shall we?” I smile, and the meeting kicks off.I do everything I have to do, say the right thing, and close the deal before listening to Celine tell me that I have another meeting.

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   49. BATHROOM-BATION.

    MARIAN.Now that I think about it, they seem to be worried about when they called, and I haven’t said anything to let them know that Malcolm had pulled a really disgusting stunt.My free hand tightens around the phone until the edges dig into my palm. “What are you talking about? Were you watching me? How do you know what Malcolm said to me?”Zephyr laughs, and the sound is low and almost fond. “Have you forgotten we’ve known Malcolm for years? We simply guessed the kind of poisonous shit he’d spit the second he got the chance.” He replies.“Your reaction right now just confirmed it. So tell me, Marian, are you really going to stick around with him when you could be somewhere else? Somewhere you already know you’ll never have to worry about a single fucking thing?” He asks.I let out a breath I’d almost forgotten I’m holding, and I swallow. My pulse is still too fast. “And what if I say no?” I ask, although I don’t see myself saying No to them.All four of them laugh as if I’ve just s

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   48. THEY’RE WATCHING.

    MARIAN.I blink as if making sure that I’m seeing this right, but the relief already seeping into my bones is already enough for me to know that I’m seeing things right, and Tristan is really calling me.I swipe to answer the call before the second ring finishes, pressing the phone to my ear and forcing my voice steady even though my throat still feels raw from the screaming and the tears I refused to let fall.“Tristan?” I say into the phone, making sure that my voice isn’t shaky, but somehow, I can still hear my voice betraying me as I say his name.It’s almost as though I need him here, as if I want him to get me out of this situation that I’m in even though I don’t want to drag them into it. I’m handling things my way, and hopefully, after my meeting with the lawyer tomorrow, I’ll make headway.“Bunny.” The voice on the other end of the phone is too cold to be Tristan’s. “Are you okay?” Zephyr asks, his voice is low, rough, and threaded with something sharp. “Talk to me, bunny. Ar

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   47. PLAN CHANGE?

    MARIAN.My eyes sting with tears that I refuse to let fall. Heat flares under my skin, but I force my voice to stay level even though my hands want to shake, and I can feel the chilling in my bones.“Really?” I scoff, forcing steadiness into my voice even though I feel the direct opposite of steadiness. “Well, good luck finding someone who can close a hundred-million-dollar deal in one night.” I add.“You want the divorce? Fine! Fucking take it. You want Velmora? Take it too, even though it’s my blood and my sweat that built every single floor of that place. But you know what I’m not going to let you do, Malcolm?” I ask, boldness mixing with the terror that fills me.“I’m not going to let you dare stand there and pretend the company will keep running without me. It will crumple. It will fall straight to the ground, and you know it. You’ve always known it.” I laugh, the sound betraying no emotion. “You think I’m replaceable? Let’s put that theory to test, why don’t we?”His face darken

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   46. A CONFRONTATION. A BOTTLE.

    MARIAN. My heart has never been this full, the smile on my face feels as though it has finally found a permanent place to stay, and I can’t help the butterflies that swarm my stomach as I watch. When I looked back at the brothers, it had taken everything I had in me to not go back and tell them to take me with them. I shake my head, I know they’re still behind me, and I know they won’t leave until I’m inside. Taking in a deep breath. “You can do this, Marian.” I say to myself as I place my hand on the door knob, daring to actually go in even though every cell in my body is screaming for me to… well, not. “It’s just Malcolm, and he’s in bandages and crutches, you also told him you were going to be late.” I say to myself, prepping myself mentally. “Deep breaths.” I add, and do exactly as I say. After a few quick deep breaths in and out, I eventually turn the knob, and make my way inside with the smile on my face completely disappearing. The second the front door clicks shut b

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   45. OUR GIRL.

    ZAYDEN.We all freeze, and my chest tightens hard enough that I feel it in my throat. Across the table Aeron’s eyes meet mine for half a second, and I know he’s feeling the exact same thing. Marian’s tears had caught every last one of us off guard. One minute she was looking at the food like it was the best thing she’d ever seen, and the next those quiet, steady tears were slipping down her cheeks like they had every right to be there.And now she’s thanking us? For what? What could we have possibly done to earn a thank you from her?My eyes meet Aeron’s again, and he nods at me as if he knows that I’m about to say something, and he’s trying to let me know that I can say whatever I want to say.I clear my throat, the sound rough in the quiet. “Bunny…. Why are you thanking us? What’s the matter?”Aeron’s voice comes low and careful from across the table. “Yeah. What exactly are you thanking us for? Because so far we haven’t done a single thing out of the ordinary for you. Everything w

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   9. WETDREAMS GANGBANG.

    MARIAN.Walking as fast as my legs can carry me into my safest space in this house, I slam the door to my private bedroom shut behind me, the heavy click echoing like a gunshot in the quiet space. My chest heaves, lungs burning as I lean back against the polished wood, fingers trembling against the

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   5.

    MARIAN.His eyes stay on me, and it feels as though I’m in a staring contest with him, a contest I know all too well that I’m going to lose, and true to that, I did not just blink, but I also looked away.When he looks at me like that, I think in directions I shouldn’t. I start imagining things I k

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   4.

    MARIAN.My eyes grow wide at the sound of the voice, and I can hear my heart racing as if it’s desperately trying to tear through my ribs. My head still pounds, but the rest of my muscles feel relaxed, so I’m guessing the headache is because of how much whiskey I consumed.Running my fingers throug

  • Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.   3.

    MARIAN. The VIP section is quiet as I feel all four brother’s eyes on me. My body burns, and my grip around my clutch tightens so hard that my knuckles turn white, it’s almost as if it’s the only thing I’m looking to as an anchor. A low guttural laugh emanates from Zayden as he stands to his feet

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