All Chapters of Daddy's little princess : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Start of their love

Claire's POV I had been blown away when I stepped into the penthouse, which was situated at the edge of the city, one that sat high and towered over all the others. I was able to see the endless skyscrapers as it provided an ample view of the city to me. Jerald had made sure it was perfect, just like I would have wanted. The decorations were ones I had chosen before I left, and it even had an infinity pool as well. "You're awake." A hand curled around my waist. I had been too fatigued to glance through last night, but doing so now, I could see that he had left no expanse, as everything was perfect. Like I had imagined. "You have done so well." I couldn't help but compliment. I let his hands settle around my waist before twirling around to take a good look at him. His face held a smile, which tickled my stomach while my hand ran across his hair, pushing it back just enough for me to take a good glance at him. "I had help." He admitted. "From Mother, she told me that you both had

Painting walls

Jerald's POV I kept stealing glances at the wristwatch that adorned my wrist because time was moving so fast and I hadn't gotten a text from her. She had promised me brunch, and I had waited patiently for that. Somehow it had trudged along to lunch, and I was okay with that, but while I waited. I couldn't ignore that instinct telling me something was wrong. I could tell from how my guts twisted, and I knew I would be damned before letting myself stay back for one moment without getting anything from her, especially when she wasn't replying to my messages. I wanted to believe that somehow she hadn't left me, that she wouldn't. I was just being tense when I shouldn't even be, so I had made my way into the restaurant, one of which I owned, but it wasn't out yet. I gave a smile to the waiter when I stepped in, searching around for her, when I noticed she was nowhere to be found. My hands clenched by my side. The instinct I had that something bad must have happened worsened. After flic

Knight in dark armor

Claire's POV I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, not when crimson rained on me or when the door had been flung open. I knew help had come, that I had gotten the answer I had prayed for, and that it had been here sooner than I had expected."My little princess," a hand ran gently on my hair, and I flickered my eyes, settling them on the man who had come. My knight in dark armor. He was dressed in black with a gun in his hands, with eyes that told me he would kill whoever or whomever it was that stopped him, but they softened for me. When they peered at me, they softened. Crystals snaked down my cheek, each dropping gently. I sniffed in, knowing that if there happened to be anyone who I could feel safe with, it had to be him. His hands yanked the chains off, snapping them like they didn't hurt his hands, as though they didn't have his hands bleeding at this moment. He managed a smile at me, one that softened only for me. When the chain on my feet clanked to the ground, I let hi

Cruel, merciless and hot Daddy

Claire's POV "Hey," Jerald yelled behind me, jolting me suddenly. "You startled me." I had a hand against my chest because he almost had my heart out of its ribcage with how he could creep up on me as though he walked on feathers. I could practically say that was it because he seemed to be doing that more often while enjoying it too. "I'm sorry." His hands rested on my waist before he flipped me around. "It wasn't my intention." He apologized sincerely, and I knew he meant it."You're forgiven, so what are you here for?" "Well..." He ran his hands through his hair, something he did when he was uncertain about what to do or say. He was fidgeting, which wasn't something I was used to seeing him doing, so what was going on? "What is it?" I nudged him while waiting for an answer. He seemed so uneasy, as though he feared what I was going to do. "I....I...would you get married to me?" "Of course I will." Was that even a question? Everything was perfect at this moment, and it was wha

Hideous

Claire's POV A smile morphed on my face as I flipped my head across, my elbow kissing the bed while I gazed at the man who was now my husband. I stiffened in a grin, wanting to hide how excited I was at it all, but how was that possible when he had my stomach this way? Twisting and flipping all over? My hands strayed, caressing his face gently as I tugged back the hair that had fallen over his face. Jerald was handsome. The type of handsome that had both soft masculine looks and the tough type.“Are you done gawking at me?” He blurted out with eyes still shut, startling me. I bit into my lips before staring harder at him. “You looked so delicious that I was wondering whether I should take a bite or not.” I whispered to him. That got his attention, because he flipped his eyes open almost immediately, his soft orbs gazing into my face. “You know you are free to do whatever you want to me.” He yawned.My fingers inched, caressing his chest. “You are my wife, and I am yours, just li

Trust her

Jerald's POV My face paled at the sight before me as I tried to push it off, not wanting to believe that it was real. There had to be times when I should have expected this, but how was that fucking possible? I stared at the intercom while she walked over, demanding to see who it was. My hands stretched over my face as I peered at her, flipping my head for her not to, but she seemed rather adamant. I gulped in, taking in countless breaths because I knew it would be almost impossible to stop her when she was determined to have a peek at who it was and what had made me pale. It wasn't a great way to start off, but she would find out... She would get to know the dirty secret I didn't want her to know, and it was going to tear her and us apart when she does. “ You better show me what it is you're hiding right now, or it won't be funny.” She said to me with each step she took. I drew in my breath, contemplating if doing this was the right choice. It wasn't, but what was I to do? I to

Threat

Claire's POV I tried to stop my hand, which shook even when it seemed almost impossible to do so. My hands wrapped themselves around my waist as we made our way down. My father, or whoever stood down, was persistent; he had decided not to leave until we showed up, and that was precisely what we were doing, we were heading downstairs to meet with him. I would have been happier if he was a ghost, but something told me he wasn't one because no ghost would smile at you the way he did. As though he had won the lottery. “Don't forget,” Jerald said to me. “I am here with you, and we are a team.”I forced a little smile at him. Not wanting to tell him that I wished we had waited before we got married because of what had happened.Knowing he had never trusted me broke me. I wanted to believe it was because I had dated Wales, and so he must have been skeptical, but I was done making excuses for men who couldn't just act right. “We are.” I finally answered. “A team.”The elevator door swish

A heart

Jerald's POV “A million is too much. We can't give him that.” My wife was aggrieved. “And how the fuck was he able to survive that? He ought to have been dead.” She slammed the control as she stood up, pacing up and down. “We don't have a say in this, sweet. We have to meet his demands; besides, he has this, although we all know that the paparazzi are vetted. They aren't allowed to write anything that would besmirch the name of the Michaels; there would be others who would be excited to see this and have it published.”“But….” She sank into the cushion. “Why would he do this? And at a time like this? It doesn't even make any sense. We were happy a while ago.”“And we would be once this is sorted out. We will have the best time of our lives.”“We can't.” She explained. “Not anymore, at least not when he is alive. He will always come knocking for money; it's a million now, but what about when he comes asking for more? What are we to do?”“Until then I am certain we would be able to fi

Tell his tales

Claire's POV My hands clenched around the bouquet of marigold flowers as I stood in front of the tombstone. It felt like forever since I was here, and it was actually that, but then something didn't seem right.Everything felt so tidy that it seemed someone else had been here. My husband had his eyes on me, not moving an inch. We were killing two birds with one stone while hoping that he was going to show up. I gulped in my spittle, hands against my chest. The heaviness that struck each time I stood in front of the tomb wasn't here anymore, and I knew that had to be because he was here. I wasn't alone and was never going to come here alone anymore. “Mother,” the name rolled off my tongue. “I am here to show you my husband.” My eyes went to Jerald, who squeezed my hands tightly. “Although it has been a rough patch, one that I hadn't expected, he is nothing like Father. He has been a rock when I need one and has been someone I can rely on.” “Sweet,” his voice came out muffled. “He

Seized

Jerald's POV He was taunting me. Letting me know that he could still recall what I had told him, and now he was using it to my face. I gazed at him as he wriggled his fingers before making his way out while I was unable to do or fathom a thing. I ran my hand through my face before flicking my eyes at my wife, who stood deep in thought. “Let's go, sweet.” My words seemed to have pulled her out of her reverie because she stared at me almost immediately with brows crossed. “Is there something I should know about?” I peered, waiting for an answer to that, when she shook her head. “Are you certain?” “Nothing you should know about; everything is fine.”I wanted to believe so, but I knew that it wasn't. I knew that I ought to push, make a demand, and insist she tell me what it was that had her deep in thought, but I decided against it, not wanting to make her even more worried than she already was. “This all started from me.” She blurted out when we fell into step as we made our way

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