All Chapters of Please Me, Daddy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Grace “You’re going to Mr. Grayson’s house?” the driver asked, though it sounded more like a statement than a question. I didn’t feel like talking. At this point, my mind was not thinking straight. But I wasn’t the type to ignore people, especially someone who looked twice my age. So I gave a small nod. “I am.” The driver smiled, nodding with a kind of pride, like he personally knew the man. “You must know him personally. Mr. Grayson is such a kind man. He and his family seem perfect. He’s done a lot for our community. I’d really love to meet him someday.” I turned to the window, letting my gaze drift past the glass. What a convenient word to use instead of manipulative. He had no idea. They believed in the family man, the justice-seeking version of him. But that was just the mask. The real man was something else entirely, the kind who smiled while he crushed you, who gaslit you into silence and made you question your own reality. Still, I didn’t have the energy to correct h

Grace“Go back home, quit your job, and next week you and Charles are to get married.”I stared at the cold-blooded man sitting across the room like a king dictating the fate of someone beneath him. He wasn’t yelling, but his words carried the weight of authority, and power, of a man so used to being obeyed that he forgot people were not objects he could shift at will.I thought of a thousand things to say. A thousand ways to scream no, but nothing came out.My throat felt tight. My tongue wouldn't move. My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to escape my chest.Go back home? To my manipulative parents?Quit my job? The one I worked so damn hard for?Marry Charles? A man who didn’t even like women?It wasn’t just a demand. It was a death sentence to my freedom, my career, and to me. It was a life in a cage, and I could already feel the walls closing in.My fingers clenched into fists. “No.”He raised an eyebrow, the only sign of reaction on that stone-like face. “No?”I nodde

GraceNothing went through my head as I made my way here. After leaving Charles’s house, I headed straight for the company like a woman possessed. I didn’t stop to think, I just got into a cab and gave the driver the address.When the security guard saw me, he froze for a moment, eyes widening in recognition. I could tell he remembered me from that night. This time, he didn’t try to send me away. He just gave me a knowing smile and said, “Mr. Apollo’s not around.”I was a little disappointed.The day was almost over. And my only chance to say yes was slipping through my fingers.I was about to turn around and go back when I ran into the vice president. I had no idea what she was thinking. I didn’t say a word, and yet, she just looked at me once and handed me an address and a key and told me to have fun.Normally, I’d question her sanity. I mean, what kind of boss hands you a key to your other boss’s house like it’s candy? But I didn’t have the strength to argue. So I took it, thanked

Grace “Wet it,” he said. My heart jumped. A jolt ran down my spine, and straight to my core and settled exactly where I already ached just from those two words. He really didn’t waste time. He knew what he wanted, and he said it like a man used to getting it. I licked my dry lips, pulse racing. It was stupid but for some reason, I wanted to obey. I wanted to be good. The thought unsettled me more than anything else, especially because I’d never felt this with Charles. With Charles, I always wanted to please him, sure, but I never felt the need to obey. I wouldn’t have let him hold his fingers to my lips and command me like this. I would’ve rolled my eyes or laughed it off. But with Apollo, I couldn’t look away from his eyes. Those beautiful, cold, hazel eyes. I slowly leaned in, stuck out my tongue, and ran it over his long fingers. There was no taste, nothing physically gratifying, but fuck, the act alone sent heat tearing through me. Knowing where those fingers were going to

Apollo Her eyes locked on my cock, her mouth slightly parted as if she couldn’t believe a size like mine existed. The subtle movement of her throat as she swallowed told me exactly what she was thinking how I was going to fit inside her.I didn’t give her time to think. I didn’t have the patience for whatever tactics she thought she could play anymore. I leaned down, forcing her back onto the bed until we were face-to-face, my breath mingling with hers. She was breathing fast, and that same red flush spread across her cheeks.I didn’t know why her being so easily affected by me turned me on so much, but it did. There was a raw, almost primal satisfaction in it.I hadn’t expected this tonight. Honestly, I’d nearly given up on the idea of ever being inside her. Age teaches you when to walk away and when to let things go. Sure, I’d been disappointed, how could I not? She was the first woman in a long time I’d felt this drawn to. But I wasn’t about to force myself on a woman, even one wh