All Chapters of Daddy’s Sinful Pleasure: Chapter 101 - Chapter 107

ZOE’S POV My body was present but my mind had transcended into an euphoric space. Julian's tongue was relentless, delving into me with a hunger that made my entire body ignite. Oh God. The way he sucked on my clit, pulling it between his lips with just the right pressure sent shockwaves through me, my pussy clenching as wetness spilled out of me. I'd never felt anything like this before, not with anyone else. His mouth was hot and wet, lapping at my folds like I was the sweetest treat he'd ever tasted, and every flick made my thighs quake against his shoulders. I tried to hold still, but I couldn't. It was too much, too good. ”You taste so good,” he growled against me, the vibration making me cry out. “So wet for me, Kitten. So responsive. I can’t get enough.” I moaned, the sound ripping from my throat unbidden, my back arching off the table. There were a lot of things I had come to learn about Julian, and one was that he really loved eating me

JULIAN’S POV “Guess who is running for Mayor?” “Who?” Aaron’s voice came through the line, slightly strained. He was probably at the gym. I let the silence sit for a second, my gaze fixed on the city below. Three months ago, I would have laughed at the idea. “Me.” I took a slow sip of whiskey, watching the city stretch out beneath me as I waited for his response. “Who are you and what have you done to my friend?” he finally asked. A faint smirk tugged at my lips. “It isn't a joke.” “It should be,” he shot back. “Because the last time someone brought this up, you told them you’d rather set your company on fire than sit in a room full of politicians pretending to care about people.” “I remember.” “And now you’re running?” he pressed. “Just like that?” “It’s not ‘just like that.’” “Then explain it to me.” Because I could. Simple. “I’ve been thinking about it,” I said instead. Aaron huffed out a breath. “That’s not an explanation, Julian. That’s a defle

MADISON’S POV I watched in disgust as Liam emptied yet another bottle of whiskey. My eyes drifted to the clock, it was barely past 9am. “Let me guess, you’re going to spend the entire day drinking again.” He gave me a deathly glare. “What is it to you?” “Because I’m the one who has to deal with your mood swings when the drinking starts and I’d rather not spend my day doing that.” He scoffed as he took another swig straight from a fresh bottle whilst scrolling through his phone. “Mind your own business.” “Speaking of business, shouldn’t you be at work by now?” “I called in sick.” I mentally face-palmed myself. Oh for the love of God. “Keep that up and you’ll be thrown out of this house when you can't afford the bills anymore.” He ignored me and continued scrolling on his phone, stopping when he got to a video whose audio I had heard countless times in the last week. It was the Video of Zoe giving a speech after being called on stage by her boss Julian. “Go

JULIAN’S POV  I stared at the reports spread across my desk, irritation simmering beneath my skin. Aaron and the rest of the campaign team had left hours ago. Maureen had also left for home a few minutes ago, after informing me that another venue had been canceled in Connecticut. Another “anonymous source”  was feeding information to the press before my campaign even officially launched. And whoever was behind it knew exactly how to apply pressure without leaving obvious fingerprints. I let out an exasperated sigh as I skimmed through another email from one of the campaign coordinators. This was no longer a political competition. Someone was actively trying to destabilize me before I could even gain momentum. A frantic knock interrupted my thoughts. I barely looked up before calling out. “Not now.” The door opened anyway. Normally