All Chapters of All Yours, Daddies: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

RONANWe shouldn’t have come here. I said that to Malachi when Kevin called to inform us about this party, and I still think so. Sarah, our beautiful strong kitten is going through a lot. It’s been almost impossible to sleep soundly in nine days with how much I’ve been wondering how she’s dealing with everything. Shit. She has me watching the news more than I’ve ever done in thirty seven years of my life. More than anything else, I want to pull her into my arms. I want to take the pain, all of it, from her and make it mine. I am no stranger to the vile wickedness of this world. I’ve lived in it long enough to become it when necessary. But she doesn’t deserve anything she’s going through, and the fact that she won’t let me help is killing me. Sarah looks like she’s seen a ghost. She just stares at me, wide eyed, without a single word. Kevin casts me a wondering glance, then turns his attention back to his little sister. Sucks to admit it, but my heart is beating faster than it s

SARAH There’s the man I want to kiss. There’s the man I need to kiss, because if I do kiss the man I really want to kiss, then everything, all the torture I have suffered in the last nine days will be for nothing. I would melt into his arms, and every single soul here would see how much I want him. What’s worse? I wouldn’t stop there. No. I would go over to his brothers and kiss them one after the other. I would tease them in front of every damned person here, make them suffer for making me miss them so much, for daring to move on without me. I can’t risk that. Not when they’re my brother’s best friends, and they’re totally out of limits. Kevin will burn them alive, and make me watch. So, I do the most reasonable thing I can think of. I turn my left to find Julian smiling at me. With my eyes closed, my right hand cups his cheek as I stand on my tiptoes until I’m tall enough to reach for his lips and…“I need to leave.”Ronan’s thick baritone echoes in both of my ears. My head

JAXON FIFTEEN YEARS AGO “You crazy bastard!” His screams give me nothing but pleasure as he grips my left shoulder. I see the fear and shock in his eyes, and it’s so delicious, I almost lick my lips. Not so bold now, is he? I don’t let go. I can’t. I do not fucking want to. Still, it’s not enough. My head and whatever remains of my heart are filled with the desire to watch him bleed out, clinging on for his dear life like mom did. Did she even have the time to think of us before the rope strangled and sniffed the life out of her? I guess not. So I shouldn’t give him the luxury of time either. “I’ll fucking kill you!” He spits on my face, but I don’t bother to wipe it off. Even till death, he remains annoying. I’ll give him that. One hand squeezes my shoulder and the other holds his belly tight. The blade is in your chest, silly. A small laugh echoes from the back of my throat as I shake my head.“How can you?” I ask.“You’ll be dead once I pull out this knife.”Dad looks

SARAH It’s refreshing, to say the least. I mean, the last time I laughed this hard was in Mykonos, with them. The thought hits me with a pang of guilt. Well, guilt and another feeling I recognize too well: longing. I miss them, and I know we agreed to keep our distance till I sorted myself out, but I still missed them so much. They were the first people I wanted to call after my press conference. I needed to tell them it was all over, and I was all theirs now. I actually don’t know why I didn’t. Julian is good company though, I’ll give him that. Apparently, he was impressed by how well I held my own at the press conference, despite the dangerous questions that were thrown at me. I was quite surprised when he asked me out to dinner, but he totally won me over when he said it was to celebrate my divorce. Leaving Aaron was definitely worth a celebration. Why am I laughing so hard? You might ask. Well, it’s because of the “HAPPY DIVORCE” chocolate buttercream seated on the table in

RONAN My heart’s going fucking wild in my chest. One more second of having her so close to me, and I’ll snap–I need to be inside her. But ever-stubborn Sarah cannot seem to see that, or she does, and she has a plan to infuriate me until the very end. She rolls her warm brown eyes and slips from grip as her back touches the glass mirror behind her. “Oh please,” she tuts.“Are you really going to fuck me here while your date is out there waiting?”I plant my right palm on the glass, closing in. I’ll do anything to get a whiff of the sweet vanilla scent she’s wearing tonight. It’s been too long. Too damn long. Yes. I know I saw her last night. That’s a whole twenty four hours without a taste of her. She has no idea how difficult it’s been. “First of all,” I whisper into her right ear. “Yes,” That is my answer to her first question. All it’s going to take is her permission to ruin her on this sink, and I’ll do so without so much as a thought. “Secondly,”It’s Malachi who speak