Todos los capítulos de Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Return Of The Divorced Heiress : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

The drive down to the cabin where Emma was would've taken them longer if they didn't have the police sirens to help. But when they got closer to the dirt road, they switched off the sirens and drove in quietly to not alert anyone. They parked their cars in a cabin ten doors down from the one where Emma was. “OK, I'm going to go with them now, stay here with Marcus Anastasia. I don't care if you hear gunshots or screams you stay in the damn car. I promised you that I would bring Emma back to you so please trust that I will do that.” Dylan said to Anna. “I know Dylan, and I do trust you; I promise I won't leave the car.” Anna said to Dylan. Dylan nodded his head and was about to leave the car, but then he turned around and kissed Anna on her forehead; then he left the car and walked down to meet the detective. “What's happening detective?” Dylan asked. “SWAT is currently walking down to the house to surround it, and the roads have been blocked; eve

They stayed in the hospital for four days; the first day, Emma didn't even wake up, and that got them scared, but the doctor assured them that her body was just healing and that she needed rest. She was right because on the second day, Emma woke up, and by the afternoon, she was ready to get out of that hospital, but the doctor said they still had to stay for observation. Dylan didn't even go into the office; the only time he left their side was when he went back to the house to get them some clothes, but apart from that,t, he was always there. He even got them moved to a bigger room so that both he and Anna would be able to stay with Emma. On the third day, Dylan finally asked Emma what happened and how she was able to leave the house. Emma said that they mostly left her to herself and that when she heard the bang on the door, she got scared, so she went out through the window and started running; she told them that she was so scared. Dylan and Anna hugged her and told

Dylan carries Anna into his room and then he slowly drops her on the bed. He climbs on top of her and kisses her slowly this time. He trails kisses from her neck down to her breast. “You don't know how long I've imagined doing this.” Dylan whispered as he took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked hard on it. Anna was so lost in pleasure that Dylan knew her body even better than she did. Dylan slowly undid her button and her zipper and slid her trousers down her legs and when it got to her feet, Anna kicked them off. “Fuck Anastasia, I can already smell how wet you are from here.” Dylan growled in her ear and then he bit down hard on her neck and sucked on it. He trailed his hands down her stomach to her waist. He trailed his hand over her pussy, not touching her, Anna tried to raise her hips to get contact but Dylan removed his hand. “No Anastasia, I'm in charge here,” Dylan said to her. “Please, Dylan.” Anna moaned. “Please wh

Dylan stayed down in the den for a while until he finally felt like himself at first he thought to just leave Anastasia alone and explain everything in the morning but he knew the way her mind worked and the more time he stayed without explaining, the more time that she had to believe that his words were true. The thing was, his words were far from the truth, so he got up and took the stairs up to her room. He knocked, and then he opened it up, he looked at the bed, and at first, he thought that she was asleep, but the way her body shook her could tell that she was crying. He immediately walked to the bed and sat down by her side. “Please don't cry, Anastasia.” I tell her. “Why? This was what you wanted right? You said what you said to hurt me, and it worked; congratulations, you can leave now.” Anna told him but she didn't turn around to look at him. “No, I didn't mean anything I said down there; I was angry, and you kept on asking questions, so I took it o

Meanwhile, back at the detention facility. The guard at the station walks to the cell where James and his accomplices are being kept. “James Smith, you have a phone call.” The guard announced and opened the cell door for James to step out, and he locked it back. James didn't look good at all; the men he hired had turned on him, and every night in the cell, they all took turns beating him up. The guard escorted James down to where he would take the phone call and then he took two steps back. “Hello.” James said, his voice was hoarse and low. “James, is that you?” Mr. Smith asked on the other side of the phone. “Father.” James couldn't believe it, his first night here, he tried calling his father with his one phone call but his father didn't pick up. “Just look at the trouble you've gotten yourself into. My son arrested for kidnapping a child. What were you thinking James?” His father shouted down the line, it was clear to James how disappoi