All Chapters of The Billionaire's Sister: Daddy's Dangerous, Baby Girl : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

"Be good for daddy and go home. So I know that you're safe. I'll come home to you when it's over, Olive. You have my word. Verbal contracts are binding, remember?" I said to her, taking her chin between my index finger and thumb to lay a chaste kiss on her lips. "Is no restrictions still in play?" her seductive voice asked, as she wrapped her arms around my waist. "Your brother's on the other side of this wall, Olivia," I said, my stern voice dying off into a moan when she slid her hand down my boxers and onto my dick. "I'm just trying to understand what the final amendment means, daddy," she said, staring me dead in the eye as she stroked my dick. Not trusting myself with words, I pried her robe open, spun her around and slammed her body face first against the wall. "I want a written copy of the contract as it stands," she insisted, unfazed by the turn of events, hand already back on my dick, working on

"Did you really mean what you said? About fucking me in front of him if I…" she trailed off, reaching for the notepad and pen. "Yes," I said, stealing a kiss as I watched her write. "In a perfect world, you'll get to tell him about us yourself. When you're ready. I'll be right next to you. But if I ever see shame in you about me fucking you again, I will fuck you in front of him. I'll show him you're my whore. Just mine. There's no shame in us, Olive." The blush on her cheeks deepened with every word. I didn't flinch. Didn't stutter. She knew I meant it. "I need written proof. Sign please," she said, handing me the notepad. Free use for each other alone. I smirked. No leaving each other after you get back. That one sent a pang of anxiety through my chest, but I let it go. These were our last precious moments together. For who knew h

"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" I asked, sitting down in between Harmon and Billy after telling the band to take five. All day long I had been getting the princess treatment. From both Harmon and Billy. Breakfast in bed. Then shopping and sightseeing throughout Japan. Not some haphazard last second thing either. It was all planned. Right down to the kimono for dinner and the tour guide that Harmon ended up firing and taking over from. I spent all day feeling like I was on a date, with my brother chaperoning. It didn't bother me one bit though. We were surprisingly comfortable. The three of us in our own little world. Just like old times. Both smiling while showering me with attention and expensive shopping sprees. Despite this, something was amiss. Obviously I wanted to know why we weren't leaving anymore. Last night it was life and death. Today we were on vacation. Radio silence. Neither one spoke a word. All they did wa

"Good call," Billy said, claiming the mug like a trooper. We collectively burst into laughter. "I'm scared too, Will. If anything ever happened to her because of me… With me is the safest place for her right now. I swear if I thought sending her home, sending either of you home, was safer, I would. Please trust me. I already lost one family. I don't want to lose another," Harmon said midway through the laughter. "You won't. Hunters don't quit on each other," Billy said, a flicker of sadness darkening his eyes as he thought of our father abandoning us. "Right?" Billy asked, looking between us, a small smile on his face once more. Harmon signaled for the band to start playing again. I forced myself not to overthink more than I already had, determined to stay in the moment and enjoy my time with my two favorite men. "Right. Let's party," I howled into the room. "Fuck knows it's been ages sinc

"Olive?" Harmon called out when my spasming body stilled abruptly with his dick still buried deep inside me. "Jesus Olivia," he said, alarmed by my lack of response. He lifted my body up gently, cradling me against his chest in his arms. Then he placed two fingers against my neck to check for a pulse. "Was daddy that bad? Fuck.You don't have to tell Will anything until you're ready," said his concerned voice as he breathed a sigh of relief. My chest heaved like I'd just run from a starving panther who hadn't eaten in a year. A strong, raging heartbeat thundered in my chest. "You always take it so well. I didn't think —" he began, rubbing my back soothingly. "We'll tell Billy tomorrow. Together. Promise," I mumbled under my breath as I gradually came to, his words hitting me all at once. My voice was so low and hoarse, my body so weak that I wondered if he heard me. How long was I unconscious?