All Chapters of My Alpha Daddy. : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 92. Pearl’s POVI woke up to an empty bed… the soft morning light spilling gently through the curtains, painting the room in pale gold. My eyes blinked slowly, adjusting to the brightness, and as they cleared, I noticed him… Alpha Lucien… standing across the room, at the table. He was arranging things… plates, cutlery, small details… with that careful, deliberate precision that always made my heart skip, no matter how many times I saw him do it.Good morning, princess… he said, his voice low, calm, confident… and even without turning fully to face me, I felt it… the awareness of him… the knowledge that he knew I was awake, that he was watching, attuned to me as though he could feel my every breath.“How do you know I’m up?” I asked, my voice thick with sleep, curiosity mixing with a flutter of nerves in my chest, the tiny excitement that always seemed to accompany his presence.“I know… even the faintest movement you make,” he said simply, with that quiet certainty that twist

Chapter 94. Pearl’s Pov. “This is beautiful,” I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath, as I stared at myself in the mirror. The dress clung to me perfectly, the soft cream fabric sliding over my curves, emphasizing the gentle swell of my hips and the delicate dip of my waist. The lace at the neckline teased the curve of my shoulders, soft against my skin, while the skirt fell in gentle folds that moved with me, almost like it had been made to accentuate the sway of my every step.I turned slightly, watching the way it hugged my body, the way the fabric caught the light. And then I noticed him in the reflection. Alpha Lucien stood behind me, his gaze fixed on me through the mirror. His eyes traced the lines of my body slowly, deliberately, lingering on my curves in a way that made me shiver. I could feel his attention, heavy and warm, like sunlight pressing into my skin.There was a pull in my chest, a flutter of heat that made my stomach twist and my pulse quicken. Watching

Chapter 96.Alpha Lucien’s Pov.I shouldn’t have brought us here. Me, Pearl. We shouldn’t have been here. Not because she didn’t like it… and certainly not because I didn’t like the smile on her face… but because coming here meant doing the very thing I had told myself I wouldn’t do to her. Damn! She looked hot in this dress and every nerve in my body wanted to spin her around and fuck her hard.Right now, I could tell she was sore from the way I had fucked her pussy yesterday. It was obvious… in the way she was walking, and in the way she tried not to make me notice.My hand held her wrist behind her back.“Princess…” I called softly and she smiled.“Yes daddy…”Her eyes burned with excitement and a bit of expectation. Bad girl. I could tell she already knew what I was about to do to her and worst of it all? She really loved it.My hand moved against her thighs, trailing up gently while her skin tingled beneath my palm.“Daddy…” she called in that soft voice of hers and I arched a br

Chapter 98. Alpha Lucien’s Pov. I stood between Pearl’s thighs, my heart clamping gently in pain. I had smiled, only because I didn't want her to feel bad, but deep down, there was a quiet kind of pain I couldn't name. The picture she had presented was her desire. It was clearly the things she wanted to do with me. Fuck her mate or whoever she will be with in the future, because she was mine, but how could I be this selfish?The picture she had given to me where clearly her longing, the kind of life she wanted to live with me. Clearly, the lady in the picture was herself, she had drawn it to mirror her structure and the man in the gallery was me, he was broad, had just like me even if she couldn't paint well it could still pass her messages across. And the child between us, it was what she wanted the most, but it was exactly what I couldn't give. I can't produce. This curse. It has placed a hold on my reproduction, so even if I fucked you a thousand times more, you won't ever p

Chapter 100. Pearl's Pov. The room shifts. People murmur. My stomach drops and floats at the same time. I feel my fingers grip the armrest beside me, not because I’m scared, but because the intensity of the moment presses into my skin.Someone else counters. “Three point six.”“Four,” Alpha Lucien says.He doesn’t blink. Doesn’t hesitate.Another counter.“Four point two.”“Five.”Just like that.No hesitation.No stress.As if five million dollars is pocket change. As if the bracelet is nothing more than a reflection of one second of admiration from me. He doesn’t even look at it again. His eyes stay on me, steady, almost soft.My mouth falls open a little… but he just glances at me sideways, his voice low.“You like it… don’t you…?”I whisper, “It’s… beautiful.”“Then I’ll get it.”And he does.At five point one million, the hammer comes down.Item one… sold.Because I stared.Because I breathed.Because he saw something in my eyes.I grip the armrest tightly, trying to steady my