บททั้งหมดของ Touch me, Ruin me: Daddy's pet: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Isla pov “Just go inside, delete the video from his phone, and run back out. You can do this, Isla. You can do this,” I whispered under my breath, my grip tightening around the tray as my hands trembled. My eyes were fixed onto the imposing black door of Alaric’s office, and I swallowed hard. After a solid two-minute breakdown which mostly consisted of me tugging at my hair and cursing at my own stupidity, I had desperately tried to delete the video from my end. But apparently, once a video is sent, it stays sent. Seriously, who came up with that ridiculous rule? Now, my only option was to get into Alaric’s office, somehow get my hands on his phone, and delete the video before he had the chance to see it. If he hadn’t already. It was a nearly impossible plan, but I had no choice especially after humiliating myself in that video, admitting that Alaric was the hottest man alive and that I had slept with him. And knowing Alaric, with that infuriating smirk of his, he would never l

Alaric pov I wanted to kill someone, and that fool standing in front of me was the perfect target. My eyes narrowed into a glare as I locked onto Alaric, my jaw clenching. Without a second thought, I pulled out of Isla and grabbed my jacket from the seat, using it to cover her body, shielding her from his gaze. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what pissed me off more, the fact that he had walked in just as Isla was about to cum or the fact that he had seen her in such a vulnerable position. Either way, I was livid. And one thing was certain, I was going to kill him. “God, I want to die. What have I done?” Isla muttered under her breath, leaning in and pressing her head against my chest to hide her face. Her body trembled, and I instinctively reacted to the warmth of her pressed against me. I was already hard from the very beginning, and now, with her this close, my dick throbbed, demanding attention. There was something about Isla— something that made my body betray me every damn

Isla pov My first thought was Isolde. Isolde was the one who got the video. She was the one who showed it to my father. Why? Because this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. And I was right because when I shifted my gaze to her, she gave me a slow, taunting smile. Her head rested on her hand, eyes narrowed as she crossed her legs with deliberate ease. My heart pounded loudly against my chest, and I bit my bottom lip as tears prickled at my eyes but I refused to cry. Not from the pain on my cheek, but from the ache in my chest. “Answer me! When I’m speaking, you answer me. How dare you do such a thing?!” I flinched, my body tensing as I turned to meet my father’s furious gaze. His whole body trembled with rage, and my stepmother barely managed to hold him back as he pointed a shaking finger at me. “This stupid girl! I said answer me!!” he roared, his voice echoing through the room. Before I could react, he grabbed the vase from the table and hu

“The Voss family has done it again, securing their place as the wealthiest family in the country. Power, connections, money— what don’t they have?” "Breaking News: The Voss Enterprise Acquires a $30 Billion AI Defense Contract, Cementing Its Place as a Global Tech Giant" “The CEO of Voss Enterprise, Magnus Voss, has donated over 100 million to the Clearbrookes Orphanage. In his interview, he stated, ‘Children should never go hungry; they deserve to be fed and happy. Whenever I see them, I’m reminded of my own children when they were young. Now that my grandchildren are all grown up too, this old man just enjoys being around kids.’” Interviewer: "Which family would you love to marry into?" Show Guest: "Oh, definitely the Voss family! Have you seen their two grandsons? They’re not just rich, they’re insanely hot too, especially Alaric Voss. That man could step on me, and I’d still thank him. Since we’re on the topic... Mr. Alaric Voss, if you’re watching this, please call me! I

Isla pov "Zzzzz..." "Zzzzz..." "Zzzzz—" I groaned, licking my lips as I raised a hand to block the sunlight streaming through the window. Turning to the other side, I swung my arms and legs to the left, trying to escape the brightness but the moment I did, I froze. My heart stopped. With my eyes still closed, I suddenly let out a laugh at the absurd thought— the idea that someone, a man no less, and not just any man, but him was in the same bed as me right now. It was impossible. It couldn't be. Right? But the steady rise and fall of someone's bare chest beneath my hand proved otherwise and not to mention the fact that my leg was draped over him like a clingy koala. Shit. Slowly and cautiously, I cracked my left eye open, my pulse hammering in my ears as I desperately prayed that this wasn’t really happening. But to my utter dismay, the moment my vision adjusted, I saw him— Alaric, in all his handsome glory, asleep beside me. Even without my glasses, I knew it