Lahat ng Kabanata ng Ruin Me, Daddy: 50 Shades Darker Compilation : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

“Be a good doll and come with daddy.” Mr. Alistair puts his hand out for me. His eyes are deep, possessive, and speak to the soul, but he waits… waits for me to make the decision myself. The first time was a mistake, this will be all on me.My heart is pounding hard. Even though I break up with James, does it make it right… I shut my eyes. The image of James fucking our sassy neighbor and being bratty about it mocks me. Fuck morality. Fuck nemesis. I gulp dryly and slip my hand in his. “Good girl.” He pulls me and gently leads me to the VIP lounge. I ignore the burning eyes of the bartender and others in the bar. Once again, he has booked the whole lounge to himself. “Relax, Catty.” He teases and flips me with ease then slams me to his chest. My ass bounces against his body, causing his bulge to poke my light dress andstick in between my bum cheeks. I stiffen, feeling a need spread through me. He murmurs in my ear, teasing, filling me with dirty ideas. “So soft… Just so good, C

3 Days Later“I warned you not to bite the fingers that fed you, boy.” Mr. Alistair’s tone is cool and well-polished. The day James attacked us at the club, he had mentioned straightening things out with him over some clause I have no idea about. It's the reason I’m right here, beside him, dressed like I'm going for a corporate job, and standing in the middle of James’s luxurious $10 million apartment. James eyes his dad, sternly. He has a glass of liquor in his hand as he traces the rim with the tip of his fingers. I'm scared that he’d haul it at his father, especially. “Ten seconds, man.” He says rudely and slurps from his glass. I’m not sure if I should convince Mr. Alistair to let things go. The last thing I want right now is bottles flying and blood spilling. “A condition to your inheritance states that you will never treat Catty Drew like a piece of shit.” A nasty grin crosses his lips. I pause, not sure why I'm being mentioned in their conversation. My eyes scan Mr. Alis

“Mrs. Sadie, you’re on a new mission. Infiltrate the BDSM club, seduce the notorious brothers, and bring them down… Oh, in thirty minutes.” What. The. Fuck?!I freeze. I'm yet to process the assignment when my husband, Ambrose’s voice breaks in. “Is that your boss?” My hand swiftly covers the speaker of my burner phone and I shake myself from the effect of the scary news. “No. No.” I stammer, heart pounding hard as if it's about to explode. “It's… a voicemail.”He shrugs and resumes pacing and rehearsing his speech for the elevator pitch at work tomorrow. His dark hair is a mess, and his pajamas are not rumpled because I clean up after him. “The investors need me on board.” He brags innocently.I fake a laugh. “I'm so proud of you.” Acting on impulse, I stand up and hurry towards the bathroom. “Don’t miss me so much.” With that, I disappear into the restroom and shut the door. Alone, I put the phone to my ear. “Boss.”“What's all this cat and mice shit, Sadie?” He groans. “He kn

“Strip.” Voice as cold as ice rings an instruction. It's Vladimir, the Russian god. His eyes send thrills down my spine, and dirty thoughts of what his coarse fingers and rumored monster cock would do to my tight pussy. The nasty thoughts make my thighs involuntarily clench, holding back from dripping before my first master. “You heard him.” The lady groans. She opens the door and my sharp eyes get a clue of the madness I signed up for; Sex cross, bondage furniture, a dangling whip…My heart skips and my thighs clap tighter, putting pressure on my swollen clit. I’m going wild… And these three demons are awakening the bad effects of the viagra. Oh, god. The most I and Ambrose have done is a 69 and he sucks at it too.Giovanni waves off the lady, eyes pinned on me the whole time. He slowly advances towards me, hard jaws clenching. “We’re not patient men.” He grips my arm.I should be scared… maybe I am, but not as a lady in danger should be. The place his hand lies sends ripples of h

Ten missed calls!!!I crawl to the wall and lean on it, weak, dirty. They had purposely left me with my phone and I’m not sure what their plan is, but knowing their history, this isn't good for me or my team. “Jesus, Sadie,” my boss groans once I return the call. You got all of us worried, " he sighs. I puff, finding my voice. It's still broken. There’s no way I can let them know I got fucked. Badly fucked. I still have my face to save.“We tried tracing you, but we don't want to blow our cover…”“Never mind.” I cut in. “Mission is going fine…”“Terminate it.”“What?!” I gasp, shocked at my sharp tone. “I'm…”“We had news that they had already left. I guess you weren't discreet enough.” He sighs like it's my fault. “Leave, the team has been dissolved.” The call drops. How great!!!I choke on a laugh, almost running wild. There’s no way that I got sent here to be banged by notorious criminals. My eyes run down my red skin. It's soaked in my own ruins. I drag myself to the bathroom