All Chapters of Take Me, Daddy: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Chapter 142: Tangled Hearts and Hidden TruthsANNABEL“Ms. Annabelle!”Tommy’s little legs scraped against the granite stones as he bolted toward me, his arms flinging around my neck like I was his lifeline. I hugged him back, squeezing tight, fighting the tears burning my eyes. God, I hadn’t realized how much I missed this kid—his warmth, his innocent giggles, his way of making everything feel right. It hit me like a punch to the gut: I love anything and anyone tied to Damon Kings. No denying it. He’s my undoing, my home, and every piece of him—Tommy included—has carved itself into my soul. Is this what love is? This messy, overwhelming need to hold on and never let go?I breathed in Tommy’s scent—crayons and that faint baby shampoo smell—hugging him tighter before easing back. His big, bright smile lit up his face, and my heart melted. “I’m so happy you’re back home.” He said, his voice small but sure, like he’d been waiting for me forever. I nodded, words stuck in my throat,

Chapter 144: The Storm BreaksANNABELI meant it when I said I didn't know where they were..."I don't know what fucking happened..."I screamed, my hands wrapped around my head in shock as I looked back into the spa. The smoke had gone down—his men must have cleared the smoke—but my heart couldn't stop beating fast."Where the fuck is Max... Tommy... fuck, Christiana?"I screamed. The mall was quiet; everyone around that area looked shocked, quiet, unsure, and fearful, with fear masked on their faces."Cupcake..."I heard his voice. Slowly, I turned around. Damon quickly walked towards me, his hands wrapping around me as he hugged me so tightly.Not saying anything, not asking about anyone, but rather hugging me because that's what I needed, before I broke the awful news to him and made him hate me.I had disappointed him. He trusted me with his child, and I placed him in danger.I was so fucking selfish.So fucking trying to be a good person.Trying to be a good... mother... a siste

Chapter 146: Blood and Betrayal DAMON"So you're telling me you had no fucking idea that someone was planning to gas your establishment and kidnap customers?"I stared down at the spa owner, Luke, who was tied to a chair in the back room of his own business. Blood dripped from his nose where Carlo had hit him, and his left eye was already swelling shut."I swear on my mother's grave, I didn't know they were going to hurt anyone," he whimpered, his voice cracking. "They just said they needed to use the space for a few minutes.""They." I crouched down to his eye level, my voice deadly calm. "Who's they, Luke?"His good eye darted around the room, looking anywhere but at me. "I... I can't..."Carlo stepped forward with his brass knuckles, but I held up a hand to stop him. Sometimes the threat was more effective than the action."You can't do what?" I asked softly. "You can't tell me who paid you to endanger my son? To put my woman in harm's way? To help them kidnap two innocent kids?"

Chapter 148: Face to Face with Ghosts ANNABELThe subway tunnels were cold as fuck and smelled like piss and… rotten stuff. My wrists burned from the cold metallic ties.The blonde woman who'd captured me—she said her name was Kate—pushed me forward with the barrel of her gun pressed against my spine."Keep walking, princess. Your boyfriend's gonna have a hell of a time finding you down here."We'd been walking for what felt like hours through a maze of abandoned tunnels. My feet were killing me, and the baby was making me nauseous from all the stress and fear.Please be okay, I kept thinking. Please don't let all this shit hurt you.Finally, Kate stopped in front of a heavy metal door. She pulled out a key and unlocked it, shoving me inside.The room was bigger than I expected, with battery-powered lanterns casting shadows on the walls. There was a table, a few chairs, and what looked like surveillance equipment in one corner.And there, sitting calmly in a chair like he was waiting

Chapter 150: The First Rescue DAMONCarlo's phone buzzed just as Rex hung up on me."It's a text from Sophia," he said, his voice tight. "She says, 'Warehouse district. Red brick building with the broken sign. Basement level. They got out.'""They got out?" I grabbed his phone and read the message again. "Tommy and Max?""That's what it sounds like. She must have freed them."But even as relief started to flood through me, I could hear the countdown ticking in my head. Five minutes until Rex's bombs went off. Five minutes to choose between my buildings and finding Annabel."Carlo, take half the team to the warehouse district. Get the boys. Make sure they're really safe.""What about you?""I'm staying in these tunnels. Rex still has Annabel, and I'm not leaving without her.""Boss, those bombs—""Fuck the bombs. Let them blow. I can rebuild buildings. I can't replace her."Twenty minutes later, my phone rang. Carlo."We got them," he said, and I could hear the relief in his voice. "