Todos los capítulos de BURNING FOR DADDY: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Isabella's POV I don't remember how but somehow we'd manage to get to his room and we grabbed on to each other as soon as we walked in through the door.His hands cupped my left breast as he carried me up the stairs, while kissing me passionately. Lewd sounds left my mouth, as we explored each other's bodies. He gently threw me on the bed, his eyes full of lust and passion, “I've waited for this day to come since the first day I saw you.” He ripped my clothes off, throwing them across the room. His tongue met my nipple in a slow and passionate lick. I felt a wet pool in my panties until I couldn't take it anymore. My fingers rushed to my clit, hoping to free it of some of the tension I was feeling. He stopped me by holding my hands. “What do you think you're doing?” Too hazy from pleasure, I couldn't give him a coherent answer. “Don't touch yourself without my permission. This body belongs to me.” His words turned me on even more. I drew him closer, kissing him harder. His lips

Isabella's POV "It's a pleasure to meet you, Isabella." His voice was smooth and professional. He extended a hand with a smile on his face.I forced my hand into his. His grip was firm, warm, and I hated that my body remembered it instantly."Likewise." I said through gritted teeth.Mom didn't notice. She was too busy smiling, her hand on his arm like she needed to touch him to believe he was real."I've been dying for you two to meet. Damian's been so patient, waiting for you to come home.""I'm sure he has." I pulled my hand back, shoved it in my pocket so he wouldn't see it trembling.His eyes stayed on mine a second too long. I saw the calculation there. This wasn't what he was expecting."Your mother speaks very highly of you," he said. "Journalism student, correct?""That's right.""Ambitious. I admire that."I wanted to throw something at his head. Preferably something heavy.Mom clapped her hands together like we were all old friends. "Oh! I almost forgot. Cole is coming tom

Isabella's POV"Tell me what you want." I tried to sound calm, unnerving, but the crack in my voice betrayed me.Cole's smile was relaxed, as if he already knew he'd eventually have his way."It's quite easy actually," he said, leaning back on his chair. "I just need you to keep hooking up with Damian.""What?""You heard me." Something shifted in his tone that I couldn't put my finger on. But whatever it was, it made him more dangerous."I want you to continue your… infidelity with your stepfather." The way he said this made me wince, and I could tell he was enjoying the game he was playing. "In fact, I want to make him fall in love with you. Just think of it as a little game of Samson and Delilah.""And what do you have to gain from this?" There was no way the snake-like Cole was doing this just because he had a kink for affairs. There had to be something he was trying to gain from all this."Oh, it's nothing serious," he said, before his face went totally dark. "I just want you to

Isabella's POV My first day at Hartley Media went considerably well. I was prepared for everything they could throw at me, and I managed to impress them. If only the thoughts of Damian wouldn't pop up in my head every five minutes. I was still left aching in need from just his fingers earlier. And he was rude enough to put me in this situation and just drive off like he did nothing.After a long day of working, socializing, and dealing with the violent urge to touch myself, I finally got back home. Damian hadn't come to pick me up, not that I was expecting him anyways, so I went back myself.I was so exhausted when I got back that I even skipped dinner. I couldn't even bear to look Damian in the eye after what had happened in his car. I hate how controlled he always seemed. That relaxed, nonchalant expression while I was left to battle whatever he was awakening in me.I laid down on the king-sized bed, staring at the coffered ceilings. I couldn't sleep a wink. I was exhausted to the

Isabella's POV Cole's words echoed in my ears for minutes as I contemplated whether or not to dance to his tune. “Fine! Let's get this over with.” I concluded and grabbed my handbag. I stormed out of the Hartley Media group and hailed a cab as soon as my feet touched the road. It was late into the evening when I arrived at Cole's service apartment. My fist clenched into a tight ball with anger boiling through my skin. I hate that I have to succumb to his whims and run at his command. But I promise it won't be for long. As soon as I get the information I seek, it will be the last time he will ever hear from me. A while later, the elevator ding ushered me into his apartment floor. I scurried my phone out of my pocket to be sure of the apartment number. I exhaled sharply and pressed on the doorbell. The door creaked open, and Cole's sly face appeared before me. “Didn't think you would make it. I was about to mail the video to your mother.” Cole's deep voice filled the atmosphere,