บททั้งหมดของ DADDY - MOMMY: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

I gave a wide smile to our new business partner after we signed the new contract we agreed upon. It's the last day of my business trip, but this trip has been the happiest of all my experiences because my baby boy is with me. It's like we are on our honeymoon, a real honeymoon that I had longed to experience before. His ability to please me physically drives my affection for him, leading me to decide that I won't let him go, no matter what happens.However, it's not solely about the pleasure; it's also about how he sweetly talks to me, takes care of me, and gives amazing massages that I can't get enough of. I'll make the most of our stay here. We have one free day, and we will spend it together. He's already planning where the beautiful places are for our date. I am so excited, and I want to go back to our suite, but I need to finish my work here first."I heard that you are separated from your spouse. Who was the person you came here with?" My business partner asked me this question

My hand that was resting on the door clenched tightly, and I let out a loud moan when Jett thrust quickly into my entrance. Jett positioned himself behind me. He was roughly thrusting into me as I bent over, holding onto the bathroom door. We have already taken a shower and are getting ready for him to go to school and for me to go to my office.We have returned from Seoul, and their sembreak is over, so he's back to school again. He is using our time together now since we won't see each other for most of the day, and they have practice later to prepare for their championship game. It seems like Jett has become even more energetic now and never runs out of energy.After our vacation, his energy increased even more, and he wouldn't leave me alone. Last weekend, we spent the whole day in bed, pleasing each other, which is new for me. I never thought I would be able to do it despite my age. Maybe it's because of what Jett and I are doing, and he always cares about me. I feel younger too.

I've been busy these past few days because of the amount of paperwork I have to do. Then Jett's situation added to it—he is now the heir of his maternal grandfather. There was a lawyer involved, and we met with his grandfather’s lawyer several times. So far, no woman has shown up demanding to see her son. But I spoke too soon—because when my meeting with some investors ended, my secretary approached me with a worried look and told me that a woman was causing a scene in the building lobby. She said the woman wanted to talk to me and insisted on seeing me, claiming to be the mother of my baby boy. I had no choice anymore, because as Jett said, his mother might cause trouble—and he was right.I asked them to bring her to my office with a guard because I was ready to face her. I had never met the wife of my ex-husband and Jett’s biological mother. She was no longer around when I entered the picture, and they told me she left them and ran off with another man. Just like what my ex-husband

We woke up early to prepare for my husband's departure. I felt a bit upset with him because he always left me hanging whenever something happened between us. Just like last night—he always finished first, and he never even tried to make it up to me so I could finish too. At first, I thought it wasn't a problem, but when it kept happening, I eventually got tired of it. I ended up just pretending to reach my climax so it would be over quickly because I had lost interest.When I stepped out of our bedroom, I was surprised to see that breakfast was already prepared by his father. I felt embarrassed—after all, I had woken up early so I could be the one to do it. I approached him and greeted him. He smiled at me and told me to eat."I thought I woke up early, but you were up even earlier," I said to him with a smile. "I feel embarrassed now.""It's no problem for me. I couldn't sleep last night either," he replied.I froze for a moment and looked at him. "Sorry, Pa, were we too loud?" I ask

He was kissing me. His lips were on mine, hungry and slow—and I wasn’t stopping him. I should’ve pushed him away. I should’ve reminded him who I was. But I didn’t. I let myself melt into him. Earlier, he had friends over drinking, and I’d already gone to bed. I thought I’d be alone. But when I woke up, he was lying beside me, fully awake, his eyes dark with desire. He didn’t smell of alcohol—he smelled clean, like he’d just showered. Like he knew exactly what he was doing. “You shouldn’t be here,” I whispered, though my voice lacked conviction. “But I am,” he murmured, brushing my cheek, then trailing his fingers down to my neck. “I’ve waited. I've given you space. But every time, you pull away. Tell me, Diana... how long are you going to pretend you don’t want this?” His voice was deep, rich, and full of tension that made my skin prickle. “I feel it too,” he said, his hand now tracing the curve of my shoulder. “I know it’s wrong,” I breathed, but my lips were already parting