All Chapters of Daddy's filthy little pet : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Just a little

Killian’s POVRae was still curled in my lap, her head tucked under my chin, breathing steadier now but still fragile, like one wrong move could crack her open again.I couldn’t keep her here forever, folded against me in a parked SUV on a quiet side street. She needed space to stretch, And I needed to get her somewhere safe. Somewhere mine.I pressed one last soft kiss to her temple. “C’mon, angel. Let’s get you up front where you belong.”She made a small, protesting sound—half whine, half sigh—but didn’t fight when I shifted her carefully off my lap. I opened the back door, stepped out into the cooling evening air, then reached back in to scoop her up again. Bridal style. Easy. Familiar. Her arms looped loosely around my neck, cheek resting against my shoulder as I carried her around to the passenger side.The front seat was already reclined a little from earlier—when I’d sped here like the devil was chasing me. I eased her down gently, buckling her in with the same care I’d use

And that was enough

Killian’s POVMoonlight slipped through the half-open blinds in silver stripes across the bed, painting faint lines over Rae’s sleeping form. She was curled on her side facing me now—knees tucked up, one hand tucked under her cheek like a child.Her breathing had finally evened out completely, deep and slow, the kind of rest that only comes after exhaustion has wrung you dry.I lay on my side too, propped on one elbow for a long minute just watching her. The swelling around her eyes had gone down a little; the tear tracks had dried into faint, salty paths that caught the light. She looked peaceful—fragile still, but peaceful. My chest ached with it. With how much I wanted to shield her from every ugly thing waiting outside these walls.Carefully—so carefully—I eased down beside her, sliding one arm under the pillow so I could pull her closer without waking her. My other arm wrapped around her waist, hand splaying wide over the small of her back. I tugged her gently until her body f

I don't think I owe you

Rae’s POVSunlight filtered through the thin white curtains of the pool house bedroom in soft, golden ribbons, the kind that made everything feel a little less real, a little more dreamlike. I woke slowly—body heavy with the kind of sleep that only comes after crying yourself empty, eating in the middle of the night, and being held so tightly it felt like the world couldn’t reach you anymore.My cheek was pressed to Killian’s bare chest. His heartbeat was steady under my ear—deep, slow thumps that synced with my own breathing like they’d been trained to do it.One of his arms was slung possessively across my waist, fingers splayed wide over the curve of my hip even in sleep. The other rested loosely behind his head, elbow bent, bicep curved in that effortless way that always made my stomach flutter. His face was turned slightly toward me—lips parted just enough to let soft breaths escape, dark lashes fanned against his cheekbones, stubble shadowing his jaw in a way that looked unfai

What do we do?

Rae’s POVKillian’s arms were still wrapped around me like he was afraid the morning light might steal me away if he loosened his hold even a fraction. I was sprawled half across his chest, legs tangled with his, one hand resting over the steady rise and fall of his breathing. He shifted first—slowly, like he didn’t want to disturb the bubble we’d made. His hand slid up my back, fingers threading gently into my hair.“Morning again, angel,” he murmured, voice still rough with sleep. “You stayed put. Good girl.”I smiled against his collarbone. “Didn’t have anywhere else I wanted to be.”He pressed a lazy kiss to the top of my head, then rolled us so I was on my back and he hovered above me—braced on his forearms, looking down with that soft, sleepy intensity that always made my stomach flip.“Wait here,” he said. “Got something for you.”Before I could ask, he leaned over the side of the bed, stretched toward the nightstand, and came back with the small bouquet of ranunculus he’d bo

We've got a plan

Rae’s POVKillian’s thumb kept stroking slow, reassuring circles over my knuckles.He was quiet for a long beat, staring at the wall across from us like he could see the whole plan unfolding there. His jaw worked side to side—thinking, calculating, the way he always did when something mattered this much.Then he exhaled, decisive and turned to me.“Okay, angel,” he said, voice low but steady. “Here’s what we do. We don’t let him keep texting her like nothing happened. We don’t let him control the narrative anymore. Zara needs to say yes to tonight.”My eyes widened. “Yes? You want her to actually go out with him?”“Not really go out with him,” he corrected quickly, squeezing my hand. “We make him think she’s saying yes. She texts back something sweet—play along, keep him hooked. Tell him she misses him too, that she’d love dinner. Pick the place he suggested—the Italian spot downtown. Make sure it’s public, lots of people, but somewhere we can control the edges.”I frowned, trying to

Showtime!

Rae’s POVThe rest of the morning passed in a strange, focused blur—coffee downed too fast, showers taken separately because we both knew lingering under the water together would derail everything.I chose a simple black dress—nothing flashy, nothing that screamed “I’m here to ruin your life”—just fitted enough to feel confident, loose enough to run if I had to. Killian went with dark jeans, a charcoal button-down rolled at the sleeves, sleeves that showed the ink curling around his forearms like a quiet warning. He looked calm on the surface. Deadly calm. The kind that made my stomach twist with equal parts nerves and safety.We picked Zara up at her apartment around 5:30 p.m. She was waiting outside when we pulled up—hair pulled into a sleek ponytail, makeup flawless but understated, wearing a deep emerald green wrap dress that hugged her curves without trying too hard. She looked beautiful. She also looked like she might throw up any second.Killian got out first, opened the bac

We did it!

Rae’s POVVictor walked in like he owned the place—shoulders back, easy smile, scanning the room until his eyes landed on Zara. The moment he saw her, his face softened in that practiced, charming way that used to make Mom blush at breakfast. Now it just made my stomach turn.He didn’t notice us.Not yet.He strode straight to the booth, jacket still slung over one arm, loosening his tie the rest of the way as he approached. Zara stood up to greet him—smooth, rehearsed, like we’d practiced in the car. She let him pull her into a quick hug, his hand lingering a second too long on her lower back. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t push away. Just smiled—small, tight, perfect.“Hey, beautiful,” he said, voice low and warm, the same tone he used when he called Mom “love” over coffee. “Sorry I’m late. Traffic was a nightmare.”“No worries,” Zara replied, voice steady. “I’m just glad you’re here.”He kissed her cheek—quick, casual—then slid into the booth across from her, facing the door. Perfect.

Storm wasn't over

Rae’s POVThe restaurant air was filled with tension even after Victor walked out—heads still turning our way, whispers rippling through the tables like aftershocks. I could feel the weight of curious eyes on us, some diners leaning in to murmur to their companions, others pretending to scroll on their phones while sneaking glances. Zara was trembling beside me in the booth, her hand cold and clammy in mine, but her eyes were bright with something fierce and fragile. Victory. Relief. Exhaustion. All of it crashing down at once, like waves hitting the shore after a hurricane.I squeezed her hand tighter, my thumb rubbing small circles on her knuckles the way she used to do for me when we were kids and I'd scrape my knee on the playground. "You were amazing," I whispered, my voice barely cutting through the hum of the restaurant. "The way you looked at him... like you were daring him to lie one more time. I'm so proud of you."She let out a shaky laugh, the sound wet and raw from th

Where's Zara?!

Rae’s POVSleep came hard that night tangled in dreams of Victor’s face twisting from charm to panic over and over. In the haze of my subconscious, I saw him again and again. I'd jolt awake every hour or so, heart pounding, sweat beading on my forehead despite the cool air from the pool house AC. Each time, the dream would shift: sometimes he'd lunge across the table at Zara, other times he'd turn to me with that pleading look, whispering lies that sounded too real.Killian held me through it all, his arms a steady cage around my body, not trapping but protecting, like a fortress against the nightmares. He'd stir whenever I did, his breath warm against my ear as he pulled me closer, whispering “I’ve got you” every time I stirred. His voice was low and gravelly, laced with sleep but full of that unwavering certainty that always made me feel a little less alone in the world. I'd burrow into his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of his skin—faint cologne mixed with the clean laundr

Cornered and Trapped

Killian’s POVThe drive to the warehouse on 5th and Elm felt like it stretched on forever, even though it was only a twenty-minute haul from Zara's apartment. But I barely registered any of it. My mind was a storm, churning with rage and fear, every scenario playing out like a bad movie in my head. Victor—my own brother, the golden boy who'd always played the straight arrow—had crossed a line I didn't think he was capable of. Kidnapping? Zara? The girl was innocent in all this, caught in the crossfire of his lies and our confrontation. And now he was using her as bait to drag us in. It made my blood boil, but I kept it locked down. For Rae. For Zara.Rae sat beside me in the passenger seat, her face pale under the dashboard lights, eyes wide with that mix of terror and determination I'd come to know so well. She hadn't said much since the call—her voice had cracked when Victor hung up, and she'd been staring out the window ever since, fingers twisting the hem of her sweater like

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