All Chapters of Lust For Me, Daddy's Good Girl : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Violet I leaned against the wall, my legs crossed as I flipped to the next page. My hair was pulled up into a messy bun, my glasses sliding a little down my nose, and a sweet stuck to my lips to keep me awake. I knew I looked like a mess, anyone could tell.After what happened yesterday, I had locked myself in my room with my books, refusing to step outside. I only came out late at night when I was sure everyone was asleep, sneaking into the kitchen to cook a bowl of ramen before slipping back into my room. I studied until my eyes blurred, and words stopped making sense, and finally collapsed for barely three hours of sleep.This morning, I forced myself up, took a quick shower, and left the house before anyone was awake. Now I was here, hidden away in the private section of the library, trying to cram as much as I could into my tired brain. My body begged me to sleep, but I refused. I didn’t have that luxury.I’d already missed too many classes because of my jobs. If I wanted to gra

Violet “What is happening, why is she making a scene instead of being worried about her brother.” “I know right, she is just standing there. Maybe she doesn't even care about him and she is trying to make a big deal out of it to make some cash.” The words drifted into my ear, but I ignored them and kept my eyes on the officer in front of me. He met my gaze with a nervous expression. Roman stood behind me but didn’t move. He knew I wanted to handle this myself. My body felt like it was on fire, I was seeing red. Their words didn’t matter anymore. I had a more pressing thing to deal with. I was going to make sure my brother survived, and I was going to get to the bottom of this. If anyone had hurt him, I would make them pay for it. The officer cleared his throat. “When we got the call, we found your brother and rushed him to the hospital. During the investigation, nothing suspicious turned up. Students in his class said he was sitting there one moment, then suddenly walked to th

Violet “See you in hell, Riley.”I swung the knife, the blade cutting through the air, but before it could reach her, the doors burst open.I froze, my arm halting. My eyes snapped to the doorway.My uncle stood there, his secretary right behind him. His eyes widened the instant he saw Riley pinned beneath me, my hand gripping her throat, the knife hovering inches from her face. He looked at Riley, then at me, his expression a mix of shock and confusion.“What… what is going on here?”My grip on Riley loosened involuntarily. The second she felt it, she sucked in a ragged breath, coughing and gasping for air.“Dad! Help me, she is trying to kill me!” She screamed, reaching for him, but my weight held her pinned to the floor.Her father stared at her in disbelief, unable to believe what he was seeing. My aunt immediately rushed forward, clutching his arm.“Look at this! She’s trying to kill our precious daughter. Didn’t I tell you? I warned you they were all insane, that we never shoul

Hades I leaned back against the car seat, one leg crossed over the other as I flipped the next page of the file in my hand. The rain drummed on the roof, drowning the city in noise.The suit I wore fit perfectly, tailored as if it had been made for me. My gray watch caught the dim light inside the car every time I tapped my finger lazily against the door. On the surface, I must have looked calm, and indifferent. But the words on the file blurred together until they meant nothing.“Stay away from me, Hades.”Her words echoed in my head. It had only been a day, yet I couldn’t push her out of my mind. She had imprinted herself on me.Today I sat through a meeting with some of my directors, men who would do anything for my full attention, but my mind kept wandering to her voice, her body, her lips, the way she looked at me when she smiled, the flush that spread across her face when she was angry, and those wide, doe eyes that stared at me with lust.I couldn’t stop thinking about when I

Violet I thought I would wake up screaming. I’d been bracing for the same dream, the one where Sebastian died and looked at me with anger, where I took every bit of it because I’d failed him. I told myself I would take it all. Even knowing it was only a dream, I would not fight back. I would not ask for forgiveness. I would accept the blame because part of me believed I deserved it for not leaving that family a long time ago. That did not happen. Instead, I had a nice dream for the first time in years. My parents and brothers were there, smiling at me. I hugged my mother so tightly it felt like my ribs might crack, burying my face against her shoulder, wishing I could stay there forever. I don’t remember all the words. I only remember the feeling of finally having a complete family again, the idea that, at least for a moment, everything could be normal again. As I hugged my mom, my fingers brushed something that didn’t belong there. I frowned, pressing in harder, and the body u