All Chapters of Aaliyah’s Return : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

We lay tangled in the sheets , basking in the euphoria of the aftermath of mind-numbing toe toe-curling sex… Desmond always fills me up in a different way. I don’t know if it’s because of the added smut in our relationship… hmm. I stretch and face him, my cheeks turning red. He is gazing at me intently.“Desmond…”“Yes, beautiful. You are cute when you blush.”I laugh.“Are you okay? I am trying to take slow steps with you. I know I am your first dom/sub relationship.” I look at him and blush again.“I am good more than good. You excite me in ways no one else does. You bring all my nastiest, darkest fantasies to life.”He smirks, pulling me close and kissing my nose.“Yes, Princess. Daddy is here to please. All I need from you is to learn first and be a good girl.”I smile. “Yes, Daddy,” I say breathlessly, feeling the stirring of desire again. Oh gosh, this man has turned me into a w*****.My heart rate starts to speed up, and it doesn’t help when Desmond gently lays me down a

The next morning I am up at the crack of dawn… too nervous for my own good. I barely slept yesterday, tossing and turning all night until I gave up at the wee hours off the morning. I keep thinking about the same things over and over again… Morgan, will this expose deflate his ego or inflate it? I know the man is an egotistical maniac… Will it affect his ratings in the polls? and Most importantly, will it affect Geena’s upstanding in the community? I want to take her down a peg or two. Will they finally eat humble pie? I doubt it, but it’s worth a shot. I eventually get out of bed sluggishly to meditate, then do some yoga stretches before putting my game face on. I try my possible best to push everything to the side and cater to Noah when I wake him up. But after I drop him off… I settle at the dining table with Gabe, nursing a cup of coffee, and everything comes back to me in a flash. My hands are trembling slightly as I lift my coffee cup to my lips to take a sip… Gabe notices

Aaliyah's POV In the evening the Men informed me we are going out to celebrate the careful execution of Phase Two. I took my time to dress up nicely and Noah too. We piled into the cars and drove to the only five-star restaurant in Shark Fin :The Circle. It’s usually packed to the brim, but tonight not a single soul dined there which means the men bought out the restaurant for us to celebrate in peace . The Circle only caters to cream de la cream; people come from far and wide to taste the chef’s unique but delicious food and it is ridiculously expensive. Buying out the restaurant for the night is so extra but I love it! All the servers were lined up at our beck and call, very fancy, and I am touched by the Men’s effort. Once we are all seated at the long table Noah asks his father, “Daddy, what are we celebrating?” We all chuckle and smile at his innocent question. Brandon looks at his son with a look of love in his eyes and says, “We are celebrating life, family, and Phase Two

Saturday arrived faster than I anticipated. I got out of bed, stretched my muscles a little, then took a quick shower before picking out a snug two-piece Juicy Couture set. Comfort and style that was the goal for my outing with the girls. I stepped out of my bedroom, following the sound of voices, and found Noah, Amanda, and Gabe in the kitchen while Amanda flipped pancakes. “Good morning,” I smiled. “Morning, Mummy!” Noah jumped up and wrapped me in a hug. “Morning, baby. How did you sleep?” “I slept well.” “Hey Amanda, hey Gab,” I greeted, stepping over to fill the kettle and leaning against the counter. “Good morning, boss,” they both replied. Once my cup was filled, I moved to the dining table and slipped into a chair. Moments later, they joined me with plates of piping hot waffles drizzled with syrup. I accepted mine gratefully, and soon the four of us were eating quietly. After a few bites, Amanda tilted her head and smirked. “So, boss, you look very good this morn

The house is filled with noise when I come down after having a bath. The men are still engrossed in the football in the living room, and Noah is squeezed in between Brandon and Shawn, holding on to the remote like it’s a prize . Amanda sits in the single sofa near Gabe and keeps looking at him, though he barely notices. “That’s a foul,” I hear Noah saying, his hands pointing at the TV, and the men laugh. “Yes, they will grant a free kick soon,” Desmond says, chuckling. “Football players can be sneaky like that, Noah,” Brandon says, ruffling his hair. I shake my head and turn around, heading for the kitchen to make dinner. After dinner, we sit back at the dining table, relaxing over a cup of tea. Every few minutes I catch the men exchanging looks as if they are communicating in their minds. They are up to something, I think to myself. A bit later, Noah yawns, even though he tries to hide it. I catch him. “Off to bed, Noah,” I say, sliding out of my chair. “But Mumm…” “You