All Chapters of Taking Daddy’s Command. : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1. Amelia walked down the stairs, her face contorted into a hard frown. “You are not walking away from me, are you?” her father’s voice followed suit as he took the stairs. Amelia heaved out a sigh, throwing herself on the couch, her hands sinking into her hair. “This is not fair, Father. Why do I have to follow you to Singapore?” she cried out bitterly. “Because I am a cop, and my job requires that.” His answer was quite ridiculous to Amelia’s ears. Of course, she knew that already, but what she didn’t understand was why she always had to transfer schools just to be with her father in whatever country he was being posted to. All her life, she had lived without friends because she barely stayed a year in a country. She had changed so many high schools, and college wasn’t an exception because her father made her do that every single time he relocated. But this time, she wasn’t going to listen to him. Amelia was currently in her final year. She had moved down here two year

Chapter 3. Amelia’s eyes rolled backward as her hand found her clit, rubbing gently on it and giving herself the pleasure she deserved. She threw her head back and moaned softly, teasing herself gently with the image of Hardcore running through her mind. “Fuck! Hardcore! Fuck me,” she moaned softly, hoping he would fuck her like his name implied. Pleasure coursed through her body as she continued to tease herself, her pussy turning extremely wet. “Ohhh… Hardcore… fuck!!! Shit… just like that…” she moaned loudly, unable to control the pleasure that surged through every vein, making her skin tingle in reaction. Her eyes rolled backward. She knew it was wrong to crave the cock of a man she had barely known for an hour, but with Hardcore, it wasn’t that easy. She pictured the shape of his mouth skillfully lashing over her clit, his deft fingers pumping hard into her pussy while she moaned loudly… One more tease with his name rolling off her tongue, and her pussy vibrated. An orgasm

Chapter 5. Amelia sneaked into the house, her hands gripping her heels tightly as she tiptoed, careful not to catch the attention of her father or wake him if he was still asleep. She made it through the kitchen undetected and headed straight for the stairs, but luck wasn’t on her side. “Is that what your school friends taught you? To disappear without a word, and to not even inform your father?” Her voice cut through the air, stopping Amelia in her tracks. She stood frozen, facing the road to her room. “Where are you coming from, Amelia?” Amelia swallowed, her throat tight with anxiety. Her father had never called her by her full name in such a tone unless trouble was looming. She turned to face him, flashing him an awkward smile. “I… I’m sorry, Daddy… I went to a friend’s house party…” she stammered, her words not coming out as smoothly as she’d hoped. “Without my consent?” he asked, sipping water from the glass in his hand. Mr. Austin had a peculiar habit of drinking water l

Chapter 7. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Mr. Donald, Maximo’s uncle, stood at the altar, his eyes discreetly scanning everywhere. “As we all know, the soon-to-be Mafia Lord has been away for over 7 years now. We are gathered here to celebrate his win and to also introduce him as the next Mafia Lord to our clan. I have kept his title for him for 4 years now, and I am glad I am fulfilling his father’s last wish.” Gentle claps filled the air as he made his speech. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you… the Almighty Alnado El Maximo.” His hands stretched to the side, and an elevator door opened at the front of the stage. Maximo stepped out in full glory, his steps gentle and calculated yet powerful. As he made his way to the altar, Amelia’s eyes widened at the sight before her. She stared at the powerful Alnado El Maximo as he approached the altar, claps and chanting filling the air. Amelia gulped down nothing. She was staring at Maximo this time and not Hardcore. The same man whose dick

Chapter 9. Amelia’s eyes widened as they met with the naked chest of Maximo. She gulped down nothing, heat streaming down her pussy. How could he be the same man her father was talking about? “Hello, Mr. Austin,” Maximo called, rising to his feet. “Hello, Mr. Maximo. Thank you so much for granting my wish.” He bowed softly, and Maximo smiled, casting Amelia a soft look. It was flirtatious, and it did well by making her inner core churn. “It’s nothing, Mr. Austin. You have done a lot for me and my family—this is the only way to express my gratitude,” he replied, taking his gaze from Amelia back to Mr. Austin. “Meet my daughter, Amelia. Amelia, meet Mr. Maximo, an old friend’s son.” Her father introduced them, unaware that the two sexual perverts were already waiting for his dismissal so they could dive back into where they last stopped. Amelia stretched her hand forward for a handshake, but he pulled her closer instead, slamming her heavy boobs against his chest—more like a frien