All Chapters of Sin For me, Daddy.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Cumming In Her Sweet Pussy.

Chapter 100.“Oh, My Fucking Goodness!!!” Rosealba arched into him, grabbing onto the edge of the table while trembling underneath him.Drystan’s muscle pinched. Sensation tightened against his chest as her wall gripped him, wrapping possessively around his member. “You are chaining me, Sunshine… Fuck.”Drystan’s head rolled back in pure pleasure as he struggled to not milk his fluid into her warm sweet pussy. Rosealba trembled, his length filling her up. “Oh…” she mumbled softly, adjusting into him. But Drystan barely gave her time to adjust. He pulled his half-length halfway out of her tiny wet pussy, locking his gaze against herself. Then in one swift thrust, he rammed his pull self into her sweet tight pussy. “Arghhhhhhh!!!” Rosealba arched. Her breath hitched as his cock reached a halt. Her grip on the table tightened and she shook instinctively burying her face against her arms. Drystan’s hand reached for her hand yanking them away immediately. “Look at me.” He commande

Last Updated : 2025-03-09

The Fear Of Losing Her.

Chapter 101.The soft glow of morning sunlight slipped through the sheer curtains, spilling across Rosealba’s cheeks.A low, tired groan escaped her lips as she stretched, rolling over. Her fingers reached out instinctively, searching for Drystan. But he was as absent as the duvet, which now dangled halfway to the floor.Her lashes fluttered, and she forced her eyes open, blinking at the empty space beside her. A small frown formed as she hurriedly pushed herself upright.“Drystan,” she called her voice husky with sleep. Rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand, she grimaced—a reminder of last night lingering in her muscles.A soft twitch rippled through her pussy, a fleeting aftershock of everything he’d done to her. Heat crept up her cheeks. Uninvited.She bit her lip, letting herself bask in the memories. It had all happened so slowly—yet so fast. And now, every whispered word, every commanding touch, played in her head on a loop.Her skin tingled as his voice echoed in her mind

Last Updated : 2025-03-11

Lossing His Mind Over Her.

Chapter 102. Drystan knelt on the floor beside the bed. His hand clutched onto hers in a tangle, hoping and whimpering silent prayers. His heart tugged into a squeeze. So hard he could feel the suffocation against his throat. Rage burned against his throat, curling around every breath. It was all his fault. Everything that had happened was all his fault. He shouldn't have left her. He should have stayed by her side till she was awake and safe to go with him to the kitchen. His finger moved closer to her cheeks, trembling slightly. He brushed a perturbing strand of her hair behind. She looked so small, so fragile. And he… he felt so useless. For a man whose presence commanded rooms. For a man feared by nations, he should have been able to protect the one thing that mattered most to him. Everything was about power! Yet that power could not awaken his loved one in a second. He could not command her to open her eyes and look at him. She couldn't threaten him to stand up and spare him

Last Updated : 2025-03-13

His Weakness.

Chapter 103. Drystan was still holding onto the doctor’s collar when he heard a voice. Rosealba’s lips parted slightly—her eyes still closed. “Drystan.” Her voice was thin. Strained. And it came out in a whisper. Drystan stiffened at the sound of the voice. His heart skipped, missing a bit. The voice was familiar. How could he not recall the most familiar thing to him? His grip on the doctor’s collar loosened and he titled his head gently, every move was so gentle, as though he doubted his own ear. “Drystan.” His name fell off her lips again—this time, in a low tremble. Drystan’s muscle twitched. And he swallowed. He remembered that voice. That voice… How could he not? That voice was the same voice that had called him for help, that had screamed with so much pain, yearning for his presence. But this time, her voice came low—as though she was struggling to say them. His lips curled into a slow smile and he scoffed, blinking his lashes. Was she waiting for him to threa

Last Updated : 2025-03-14

Hidden Scars.

Chapter 104.“I am sorry.” Rosealba mumbled In a low whisper, caressing his cheeks gently. Her heart tightened against his chest—guit sipping away her breath. She had placed him in so much worry. She didn't like it at all, but they was a strange feeling of excitement that lingered at the corner of her heart-knowing that she could be loved without having to do more than exist.Drystan kissed her palm gently, shaking his head. “Do not be sorry, sunshine. I should have been there. I shouldn't have allowed anything to happen. I should have been there to pr…..” His words trailed off as Rosealba placed a finger against his lips, silencing him from saying another.His eyes glistened at the touch. And a nerve in his inner shifted. He looked up at Rosealba, struggling to hold her gaze. He couldn't afford to bear the disappointment he had caused her. He had let her down. He couldn't even protect her from her own self. How then will he protect her from enemies? Rage seethed through him throat sq

Last Updated : 2025-03-15

Helpless Obsession.

Chapter 105 The door to the room opened, and a shirtless Drystan walked in, a glass in hand. Under the dim glow of the chandelier hanging low from the ceiling, his broad shoulders shimmered. Shoulders that usually carried confidence and authority now sagged beneath the weight of his burden—like he bore the weight of the entire world. Yet, it was only Roseslba who affected him. Not knowing what she suffered pierced him like the cruel edge of a knife. He took gentle, calculated steps closer to the bed where Rosealba lay covered under the duvet. “Sunshine.” His voice was soft. A little too tender than she had ever heard it. She rose above the duvet, catching his gaze. His jade eyes held something unfamiliar. Something far from the power that always resonated between them. There was something slim—perhaps, something only she could see. Vulnerability. “Here.” He stretched a hand forward, offering her the glass. Rosealba’s lips pressed into a thin line. She glared at his face, then do

Last Updated : 2025-03-16

Concerned.

Chapter 106.Rosealba’s head rested gently on Drystan’s shirtless chest, listening to the slow, steady rise and fall beneath her cheek. The muscles beneath his skin coiled and flexed under the tingle of her featherlight touches, a silent response to her presence.A soft giggle escaped her lips, stretching her chest with warmth.Drystan, who had been absentmindedly tracing his fingers down her delicate arm, lowered his gaze.The sensation of her laughter prickled his skin, each exhale sending a wave of heat through his body. She giggled again, utterly lost in the serenity of the moment.“Care to share?”Rosealba stilled. Her breath hitched as she lifted her head, hesitating for a second too long.Her wide, doe-like eyes met his—a delicate jade that watched her with quiet curiosity.Her lips parted, then closed. Words failed her. Instead, she buried her face against his chest again, warmth pooling beneath her skin as she tried to shield the deepening blush.She was a total mess. Every b

Last Updated : 2025-03-17

A Dagger To His Heart.

Chapter 107. The breath in her throat seized, and the incident from Poland crashed back like a rogue wave. Fear prickled her skin, curling around every nerve like a vice.She averted her gaze, hoping—praying—that Drystan hadn’t caught the flicker of fear in her eyes. But nothing ever escaped him.A single finger touched her chin, tilting her face back to his. Gently.Rosealba swallowed hard, her fingers fidgeting in her lap. She wanted to talk about it. God, she had always wanted to talk about it.But not now. Not like this.“Sunshine.”His voice barely grazed her ear, soft and disarming.Rosealba lifted her gaze to him, and for the first time—the first damn time—she saw something in his jade eyes that had never been there before.Raw warmth.Unfiltered tenderness.And a depth of understanding she wasn't sure he was capable of. “You don’t have to run from me,” he murmured. “I’m your man now. And soon…”His words faded as she raised a finger, pressing it to his lips.Drystan’s muscle

Last Updated : 2025-03-19

Movie Night together.

Chapter 108. Drystan walked into the room, his tall frame darkening the doorway, eyes locked into her—his only existing obsession. Clad in a red lace silk night dress, Rosealba lay curled up on the bed, lost in thoughts. But she knew the moment she was no longer alone in the room. Her pulse skipped, and the rhythm of her heart increased, pounding against her fluttering ribcage. He had left the room for 5 hours ago. And until now, he had only sent food to her through the maids and check-in messages that communicated he wasn't quite fine. Was he angry? Did he get mad that she didn't reveal anything to him?”The thought seethed through her. Her heart hammered against her chest as guilt slammed into her. Drystan has been everything to her. All of which she never believed she was worthy of having. But some things need time and…Her heart skipped as he moved closer, taking a seat next to her, at the edge of the bed. “Sunshine.” His gentle voice eased the ache in her heart. Rosealba

Last Updated : 2025-03-20

I am Yours.

Chapter 109. Rosealba’s lips parted—trembling slightly. “Wet…” The word trembled out of her lips like she was new to this. Embarrassment burned her cheeks and she swallowed. She was not supposed to be shy. No. Not with Drystan. But there was sometning about this man. Raw. Hungry. Unflittered. And worst of it all, he was undeniably nasty. Exactly the kind of man she never knew she would like. Drystan’s lips curled into a slow, humerous smirk. “Are you shy? Or do you need me to check, by myself?” Rosealba’s skin prickled—sensation rasping a fang across her arms. She shuddered slightly. Glaring at the man in front of her. He was a sin with freaking two legs—a sin with walking legs. The air around them stiffened. Rosealba’s breath hitched. Heart drumming loudly against her ear. Her pussy tingled. Longing. Anticipating. “Spread your legs.” His voice was low, yet edge with the right amount of thickness that defied decency. Her legs parted. Not even a secon

Last Updated : 2025-03-20

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