All Chapters of Daddy’s Good Girl : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

 Zella I woke slowly, to wet heat between my thighs, a talented tongue stroking where I needed it. My eyes flew open, and my back arched off the bed as I gasped. "Isaiahhhh," His massive body loomed between my thighs. He hummed against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my pussy and all over my body. Large hands gripped my thighs, holding them spread wide as he worked my cunt with his tongue.  “Oh my god,” I moaned. His grey eyes flicked up to meet mine, dark with hunger. His mouth glistened with my juices.  "Good morning, Princess," he murmured against my pussy, then dove back in, sucking and latching on my clit.  My fingers tangled in his hair, not sure if I was pulling him closer or trying to push him away from the overwhelming sensation. My jaw went slack, sounds escaping me that I did

 Zella No fucking way.  I had to be dreaming or be in the Twilight zone.  “Ooh look at the scandalized look on your face,” She cackled pointing at me.  It was the lady from the auction, the woman who had sold the land to me in Detroit.  You mean the woman you blackmailed into getting the land? Shit, I forgot all about her. She had been so angry that day, swearing and cursing at me.  I will find you, Chica.  And, she had found me. I shuddered, recalling the angry look in her eyes. She had found me. Oh god, she really had found me. Maybe if I pretended not to know her, this would go well.  “There's no need to try to deny Zella King,” She spat in her thick Latina accent. “I know it was you who scammed me out of two fucking

 Zella “Hey," I greeted Sasha when she walked in through the front door. "Thanks for meeting me." We were at Dad's home. I had come to search his study for whatever clues I could get on who he sold the land to since he was MIA.  "Did I have a choice?" My sister said flatly. "Since apparently no one tells me anything anyway." My smile faltered. "Sasha," "No." She held up a hand, cutting me off. "I want to know, Zee. I want to know why I had to find out from the news, from the actual news, that my sister is being sued for fraud. That you blackmailed Gloria Martinez for two billion dollars?”  “It's a long story,”  “Yeah? Because the press sure knew how to make it short.” She spat. “You and Dad always hide things from me, and then I find out in the worst possible way. I sti

 Zella  "In the case of Martinez versus King, on the charge of fraud-" The judge took in a deep breath before finally completing his statement. “We find the defendant, Zella King, not guilty." The words took a moment to register. Not guilty? Not guilty! I had won. "On the charge of embezzlement, how do you find it?" "Not guilty, Your Honor." A sob of relief escaped me before I could stop it. Isaiah pulled me against him, his arms wrapping around me tightly. "It's over," he murmured into my hair. "It's over, Princess. You're free." The judge was saying something else, dismissing the case, but I couldn't hear it over the rushing in my ears. All I could process was that I'd won. Gloria had lost. I glanced across the aisle. Gloria was s

 Third POV The college diner was packed; the music thumped so loud that the windows rattled. The air was thick with sweat and cheap beer and too much cologne. Sasha pushed through the crowd, her eyes scanning for Anthony. She found him near the bar, with a red solo cup in hand, laughing with some guys from his fraternity. When he saw her, his face lit up. "Sasha!" He set down his cup and moved toward her, arms open. "You came! I didn't think you'd make it." She stepped back before he could embrace her, her stomach churning. How was she so sure that he was using her? What if it was coincidence- Sasha shook away the thoughts. Then why would he kiss her sister and blame it on her? He was trying to come between her and Zella. She knew that much.  "We need to talk." "What?" He leaned closer, shouting over the music. "I can't hear you!"&nb