All Chapters of Daddy’s Good Girl : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Who is Nico?

Zella “What? No!” I said, trying to quickly think up an excuse. “I was… rearranging and-" She scoffed. “You think I’m stupid, Miss?” Miss? What happened to her calling me Mrs King? She gave me a dirty look, and it just rubbed me off in the wrong way. "I shouldn't have to explain why I am in my husband's study, Nina. You’re crossing a line.” I said defiantly, folding my arms. She stepped closer, that look still on her face. “You crossed it first,” For a long moment, we just stared at each other. What on earth was going on with the maid? What was her deal? Nina was perfect and safe when she moved in, and now, I wasn't even sure what to make of the way she was looking at me. "Nina? What's going on-"

Museum trap

Zella “This is what I’m talking about,” Rafael said, his voice echoing in the grand museum. There were barely any people around, and he kept pointing to weird artworks that made my assistant laugh uncontrollably. “That looks like a tiny cock,” “Oh my God, it does,” Lena guffawed while I smiled. We had been here for two hours and I was tired of laughing. My heels were killing me. “I thought we were here for the architecture of the interior so we could use that for your building, Rafael,” “Of course, of course,” He chuckled. “I'm sorry. I lost track of time. Being in your company is intoxicating, Zella. I see why Isaiah hogs you all the time.” I gave a sheepish smile. He does hog me, even in bed. If I had to wake up to his cock nestling against my back again, I would

Disguise in Detroit

Zella “Name and access card,” the bouncer bellowed, glaring at me. His eyes roamed down my outfit, and he scoffed. “Rich folks and always trying to hide,” I blushed but held my chin up, flashing the access card that had the name Miss Hawthorne on it. I had no idea how Dad got the access card and why he wasn’t doing this himself. The bouncer took the card, glanced at it, and then stepped aside to reveal the door. “Wear your access card on your neck always. Happy bidding,” The wig I had on was itchy, and the dark glasses I had on only made everything look much more dark and menacing. I had a red coat on. It had a rather large hood that covered most of my face. The whole point was to look unapproachable to everyone, but most especially, Isaiah. I had lied to him that I had a client meeting and, after tha

The devil she never knew

Zella “Damn, it's really you under all that... costume or whatever you call that?” Rafael grinned. “Well, well, this is interesting.” “There's no time for this," I whispered, holding a finger to my lips and trying to step past him to get on the elevator. He followed, barring the raving crowd from stepping in with me until the doors closed. “Does King know you’re here?” he drawled, wiggling his brows at me. I ignored him, thinking about how things could have gotten much worse. I hoped Dad never asked me to do this again, or he was really going to be disappointed when I told him no - and I would. Rafael whistled, reaching to grab the access card dangling from my neck. "I guess King doesn't know you're here, Miss Hawthorne," I flushed, thankful when the elevator doors opened. "You ne

Saved by her enemy

Isaiah “When a woman says no,” I roared, picking Newman off the floor so I could drive a punch into his shitty face. “She fucking means NO!” Newman choked, tried to grab my shirt, but I was bigger, stronger and pissed as hell. I drove my knee into his stomach, then a punch up his jaw and watched him slump to the ground. "You hear me, you piece of shit?!” I bellowed, dropping on my knees, and slammed my fist repeatedly. My hands got covered in blood and the sound of his nose cracking was fucking satisfying, but it wasn’t enough. He groaned, waving his hands blindly, and for a second I wanted to break every fucking bone in his body. A soft whimper broke through the haze of my anger. I looked up to see Miss Hawthorne breathing hard, trying to adjust herself. Her shoulders were hunched as if she wanted to disappear into herself.

Spoilt silly by his man

Zella “I'm fine,” I sniffed, wiping my tears quickly. I hadn't been able to stop myself from crying. I had arrived about an hour ago, and everything that had happened came crashing down on me all at once. I stashed my costume in the storage closet, hoping I would never use or wear it again, flopped on the bed, and bawled my eyes out. What if Isaiah hadn't shown up? Running away from him had gotten me in Rafael's car in the first place. “You don't sound fine, Princess,”The bed dipped as he climbed on, settling beside me. His hand cupped the back of my head, pulling me closer. “What's wrong? Did something happen yesterday?” Could I tell him? What would I even say? Hey, so funny story, I'm the woman who stole the land right under your nose because Dad asked me too and almost got raped by Rafael Newman?&n

Somebody call 911

Zella “Smile for the camera!” It had been eight days since the whole Detroit thing had happened. Dad had come over because I wasn't picking up his calls and hadn't told him if I successfully acquired the land or not. I told him I did and managed to send him the pre-contract a few days later through a dispatch. I didn't want Isaiah suddenly stumbling on the document. The lady, Gloria, mailed the document to Dad, and I was thankfully no longer caught up in whatever this whole scheme was. I will find you, Chica. I shrugged off the threatening words from Gloria and focused on getting another picture with Diana. I had finished the designs for her building, and tonight was the launch party. There were to be at least five hundred people, including the press and reporters, ready for a tour of Diana Sterling's new workshop. “Zella, i

Nina's threat

Zella “I can’t believe this right now.” I was outside Diana's workshop along with several hundreds of people, watching thick black smoke fill the sky. Firefighters were still putting out the fire while I just watched my design and hard work go up in flames. “Are you okay, Zella? Did the smoke get into your lungs? Tell me if your chest feels too tight.” Isaiah demanded, wrapping a towel around me and tilting my head back so he could examine me for injuries. I had none. Thankfully, everyone left the building uninjured. “It’s not fair,” I muttered, feeling the urge to scratch and pull out my hair. I was sad - no, this bubbling feeling in my veins was not sadness it was anger. I was pissed. “Weeks of planning and working, just gone like that. Why can’t anything go right for me? Why does something always have to go

His leverage over her

Zella “You have some nerve showing up before me,” I spat, shooting up from my chair so fast it scraped against the floor.. “What the hell are you doing here?” The pompous bastard strutted towards the chair before my desk and plopped himself in it. “Oh, relax, darling. I’m just here to discuss our contract. I saw your pretty little email of termination, and I just wanted to make sure we were on the same term.” My hands curled into fists, my nails digging hard into my palm. “Whatever business you had with me is over! You're crazy if you still think I would work with you after what you did,” “But your crazy husband beat the shit out of me. Isn't that enough for you?” The nonchalant way he spoke only made me hate him more. I never would have thought that Rafael would try to freaking rape me. “Leave! I want y

Red hood mystery

Isaiah I zoomed in on the image Gloria had sent to me. It was a picture of the pre-contract Miss Hawthorne had signed to snatch that land right under my nose. Attached to the picture was a message from Gloria. When you find her, let me know, I have some business with that witch. I ignored the text and stared at the signature at the bottom of the document. There was a large Z and a couple of scribbles all over it. Nico sat before my desk, playing with a yoyo. “Have you run this through the database?” “Already tried. Nothing’s pulling up. Whoever this woman is, she’s good at covering her tracks.” Nico grunted. I gritted my teeth. No one was untraceable. I already had my hands full dealing with whoever it was that had been trying to kill me, now I had to fi

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