Semua Bab Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet: Bab 111 - Bab 120

Isla pov I had gone on I*stagram, and as I scrolled through the comments under the trending video, I was shocked for two reasons. First, the video of Alaric and me had gotten over five million views overnight, already hitting the top searches on the app with everyone posting about it. And second… Alaric was practically a celebrity and he even had his own fan base. Yes, a fan base, because as I went through the comments he had liked, the usernames alone made me scoff in disbelief. Alaric's Unknown Wife: Wow, so Alaric is dating the daughter of the Ashford Corporation? Even though I can’t help but be sad, I have to admit she’s so pretty. Our Alaric seems smitten with her! I♡Alaric: I mean, even though I wish I was in her place, I’m happy he finally found someone. Plus, they look good together. Daddy Alaric: Did you see the way he was staring at her? The way he touched her? I never thought I’d see him touch a woman like that!! This is so cute! I inhaled a deep breath as I re

Isla pov “I think I’m being stalked, Alaric.” I had never seen Alaric make that expression before. The moment the words left my mouth, his gaze darkened. It was as if all the air had been sucked out of the room, and a shiver ran down my spine. I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it or just overthinking but the man standing before me didn’t feel like the Alaric I knew. Not the one who smiled, teased me, or carried that usual nonchalant, unbothered look in his eyes. No. The man before me looked dangerous. And all I could feel radiating off him was raw, chilling killing intent. My body instinctively trembled. I didn’t know if it was fear or something else, but every hair on my skin stood on end. I swallowed hard as Alaric stared at the phone, lips pressed into a thin line, eyes so cold and empty they made my breath hitch. “Alaric…” I whispered, breathless. For a moment, he said nothing. He just stared. I licked my lips, forcing myself to speak again. “Alaric, I—” “Whe

Alaric pov After dropping Isla back at the hotel, I drove home in silence, my expression cold and unreadable, eyes fixed on the road as I passed car after car, lost in thought. It wasn’t long before I pulled into my driveway. As I shut off the engine, I spotted Liam and Adam standing in front of the house, Liam lowering his head in a bow the moment he saw me with a bag in his hand, while Adam, for the first time wore a serious expression. I pulled the key from the ignition and stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind me. As I walked toward the entrance of my home, I ran a hand through my hair. Passing by them, I didn’t stop to say anything or acknowledge their presence. Almost immediately, Liam looked like he was about to speak, but Adam beat him to it, his voice low and gruff. “Alaric, what’s going on? Liam told me you’ve been feeling that way again. What changed? I thought—” he paused briefly, his tone dropping even lower, “I thought you didn’t get those urges anymore. W

Alaric pov I rested my head on my hand, lost in thought, my eyes half-closed as I listened to Liam’s fingers tapping steadily on the keyboard. The room was quiet and as seconds ticked by, it felt as though hours had slipped past. Time moved so fast that I could barely process or comprehend it. My brows furrowed and a frown tugged at the corners of my lips as Liam’s typing grew louder, every other sound fading into the background. The air around me seemed to thicken, and the clicking of his fingers grew sharper and more insistent. Just when it became nearly unbearable to the point I found it hard to breath, the clicking abruptly stopped. And then I heard Liam’s voice. “I apologize if I’m speaking out of line, boss but don’t you think you might have scared Mr. Adam away?” he asked, his voice cutting through the air and making everything immediately still. My breathing returned to normal. I slowly opened my eyes, cold, almost empty and flicked my gaze toward Liam. He was staring

Isla pov It wasn’t Alaric, but James, Alaric’s brother, who stood before me, his cold, chilling expression fixed on me. His gaze sent shivers racing down my spine, my heart pounding harder against my chest, especially at our close proximity as he towered over me with one hand tucked casually into his pocket. For a brief moment, as I stared up at him, I couldn’t stop the thought that crossed my mind, how James looked a little like Alaric. If you saw them standing side by side for the first time, you’d immediately know they were brothers, but you’d also know they were nothing alike. James was nothing like Alaric. He didn’t smile like him. His presence was colder, and while Alaric was taller and more muscular, James had that tall, slender build. But he wasn’t my Alaric. Maybe it was because this was the first time meeting him face-to-face after finding out what he had done to Alaric, but rage surged through me. My hands curled into fists as I stared at him, my gaze narrowing into a