All Chapters of Daddy's Demands: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Angel shook all over now that she was safe, like an aftershock or something. Or am I safe? She gazed around. Brandon was still searching for her and he may find her again. She bit at her nails. Dammit. Why had her mother moved? She could have helped her out with a place to stay at least. Angel had found three addresses then the trail went cold.“Don’t worry so much.” Bastien stood in front of her with a glass of wine in his hand.Angel gasped as he’d startled her, then she shrugged while feeling hopeless. “I’m sorry—I just can’t relax until…”He handed her the glass. “…until you’re safe?”She nodded.“Well, he can’t get in here.” He motioned to the door. “Pas d’entrée—not without knowing how.”Angel remembered the metal door and the beeping. “Oh.” She smiled with a little relief and drank her wine down.“Take it easy with that. I am sure you have not eaten in a while,” he warned.Angel set the empty glass down to her lap, because she would never set it on an antique table. And thought

“I work when I feel like it.”Angel proceeded to eat everything he served her—eggs that were buttery and perfect, the bacon crisp, just as she loved it. With enjoyment, she dipped the bacon into her eggs and grew more delighted by the lovely meal—more than she could remember ever enjoying one. She halted and realized she’d made a real pig out of herself. She slowly peeked over at him.Bastien’s dark eyes twinkled at her while he wore a huge grin.Angel swallowed the last bit and laughed. “Oh, my, now you see what an oinker I am!”Looking startled by the word, he laughed. “You mean like pork? A pig? I hardly think that! I was thinking you needed to gain some weight, actually.”Startled by the assessment, she flushed. Brandon had called her a fat pig more than once. She pushed that ugly memory away and studied this man who was such a mystery. She realized his laugh made her feel joy and a happiness that had always been so elusive for her. She stared at him for a long moment.His laughte

Silently, he massaged her scalp and she leaned back. He has great hands. Why doesn’t he make a move? Here I am, sitting here wide open and naked. While I am nearly panting.Bastien chuckled as the water came down over her head and she spluttered.Well, that woke me up. Daydreaming about his hands and wanting to see his cock erect and hard with need for me? I’m pathetic!With another abrupt move, he stood her up and tugged her close.Her body came up against his sleek hard chest and her breath left her lungs entirely.His expression turned serious as he looked into her eyes. “Would you stay with me for a while?”Angel was again startled. “S-stay w-with you?’“You know? For some time, until you can decide what you want.”Mute now, she nodded her head. I think I want you, but maybe you just…He smiled. “Good, then. We can relax and have fun, stay in or go out, whatever you choose.”Flabbergasted to silence, she could only nod.Chuckling, Bastien playfully stepped sideways while holding o

She pushed away the memories of her sordid past and of Dev, even as she felt that Bastien’s manner reminded her of Devareaux in so many splendid ways. Except for one way, as she knew Bastien wasn’t a dominator in that sense of the word and she figured the similarity was also because Bastien was French as Dev had been.Pasting a happy smile on her face, she gazed up at the main subject of her tortured thoughts. Just leave it alone and try to be happy. Bastien was constantly telling her that she had the right to be happy, just like anyone else. I could live with him forever, I suppose and just masturbate myself to sleep every night, like I’ve done already. She could feel the swirling flush run along her face at the thought of all the fantasies Bastien had starred in, without even knowing about it. If he knew the details of this last one he would probably tell her to leave, once and for all.“Qu’est-ce que c’est?” he asked.What is it? He must have caught her staring at him with that yea

“That she didn’t care about you and your sister. What happened to you or where you were.”“W-why did you m-marry her?” The stuttering question popped out before she could stop it.He lowered his head. “I wasn’t fooled by her if that is your meaning. I have an astute sense about people.”Angel shook her head. “That is not an answer.”“My father.”Angel was lost again.“My father was with her.” He sighed.“Oh, my God! This just gets worse and worse!” She stood up.Grabbing her hands, he looked into her eyes. “She got pregnant by my father. He wouldn’t marry her. He is like this. Irresponsible and carefree. It is his main fault or failing in life, I should say. Rather than handle the… what do you say, public courts and paparazzi… I made a deal with her.”Angel felt shame course through her. Knowing her mother, she had set it all up. She could see now that Bastien was wealthy. Her mother would have gone after both men to get the money. Now, him hiding his wealth from her made sense. He sh