Semua Bab Your Dad's Perfect: Bab 171 - Bab 180

Grayson’s POVI watch as she comes undone around my fingers, her body trembling and her breath hitching with every wave of pleasure. It’s addictive, seeing her like this, vulnerable and completely immersed in the moment. Part of me wants to keep her facing the mirror, to make her watch every single orgasm as it rolls through her, to force her to see how beautiful she is in her most raw, uninhibited state. But I’m not cruel. She’s been through enough. I know she won’t enjoy this fully if I make her face herself every time. Not yet.Still, my plan is solid: every day, she’ll stand in front of that mirror and tell me something good about herself. Then, I’ll reward her, making her scream and cum around my fingers until she knows the truth—that she’s perfect, that she’s enough.For now, though, I turn her away from the mirror and lift her against me. She clings to me, her hands desperate as they tug at my shirt, her urgency making me chuckle. I feel the buttons pop off one by one, but I do

Sammi POVI climb onto his lap, straddling him as I wrap my arms around his neck. “Gray, I never wanted what people consider a normal life. I wanted you. If that means I’m more involved in this world, then fine. I’ll take it.”His hands settle on my hips, pulling me closer. “Angel, it’s not just about being more involved. I won’t be working behind the scenes anymore. Going forward, people will know I stand beside Zade. I can’t hide it. I can’t keep pretending he’s in control.”“That’s the shift,” I whisper, and he tilts his head, confused. “I noticed Zade wasn’t as authoritative with you guys since you got back. He’s been taking orders, and I couldn’t figure out why.”Grayson nods. “It didn’t work, me hiding behind the scenes. It didn’t make him stronger. But stepping forward means anyone who even thinks of threatening you won’t live to regret it.”I roll my eyes. “You can’t just kill everyone, Gray.”“Watch me,” he growls, his hands gripping my waist. “If anyone even tries to use you

Grayson’s POVGetting Sammi to invite Willow over wasn’t entirely for her sake. Sure, it would be good for her to have a friend around, but my motives were deeper. I needed to look into everything, to figure out who the hell had been threatening her. While she spent time with Willow, I could finally start working on the situation, and I planned to do just that. As I made my way downstairs, I saw them sitting together, talking quietly. When I approached, Willow glanced up at me.“I apologize for my angry outburst earlier,” Willow began, not bothering to hide the irritation still lingering in her voice. “But to me, you were nothing but a cheating, selfish, egotistical, narcissistic bastard.”Her bluntness took me aback. Wow. I stared at her for a moment, feeling the weight of her words but knowing I deserved them based on what she saw as the truth. “Okay...” I muttered, unsure of how else to respond. I leaned down and kissed Sammi gently on the lips. “I’m going to the office to meet wit

Sammi’s POVI come to feeling dazed and numb. My head is pounding, each throb sending waves of pain through my skull, and I groan involuntarily. There’s a fog settling over my thoughts, but I try to piece together what happened. Slowly, I become aware of my surroundings—the cold, hard surface beneath me. My hands are tied behind my back, the rough scrape of the rope biting into my skin.Am I still on the floor of the kitchen?No. This surface feels too gritty, like concrete, not tile. I force myself to breathe deeply, trying to stay calm, though the ache in my head makes it hard to focus. Something is terribly wrong. My mind scrambles through fragments of memory. I was tricked. It wasn’t Grayson’s father. The man lied. Whoever he was, he knew exactly what to say to get inside.I groggily blink my eyes open. The ground beneath me is uneven, littered with dirt and debris. I’m definitely not inside anymore, or if I am, there’s no roof. As my senses return, I feel the sting of grazes on m

Grayson’s POVI can hardly believe that my own family did this to her. The thought makes my blood boil. As I look over Sammi’s fragile form, I see the angry scrapes and cuts covering her body. Her skin is marred with bruises, and there’s a deep gash on her head that will likely need stitches. It’s hard to see her like this, knowing the pain she’s in, both physically and emotionally.“You killed him,” she whispers softly, her voice almost lost in the silence. I meet her gaze and nod, my expression hardening.“I would kill anyone for you, Angel,” I say with a fierceness that surprises even me. “You should know that by now.” My eyes shift to Zade, narrowing as I stare him down. He blanches under my gaze, his face going pale. He’s not immune to what I’m capable of either. If he ever tries to keep us apart, I wouldn’t hesitate to do the same to him. Even if it means she hates me for it, I’d still find a way to be with her.“He gets it, Gray, stop glaring at him,” Joel interjects with a chu