《Daddies Taste Better 》全部章節：第 251 章 - 第 260 章

My room was still a bit of a mess because of last-night excitement but I didn't have time to dwell. I splashed water on my face, brushed my teeth until they felt minty-fresh, and threw on a cute hoodie and jeans so I wouldn’t show up at the salon looking like I’d just rolled out of bed. A quick swipe of gloss, a spritz of the perfume Mom got me for my birthday, and I was good. Or at least presentable.When I thumped back down the stairs, and to the dining area, the whole place smelled like heaven. Breakfast was already plated and waiting on the table, with fluffy scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, fresh fruit, and a stack of pancakes. Joanne gave me a little nod and a smile as she wiped and arranged the dish.I slid onto a seat and dug in without ceremony, shoveling eggs and pancakes in alternating bites. Micah was still working on that half-eaten apple at the other end of the dining, kicking his legs under the seat. Mom and Dad were sipping coffee and pretending not to hover, but I caught

Tyler’s grin widened, and he offered me his arm like we were in some old-school drama. “Ready to make an entrance, Saraphina?” “Absolutely,” I said, looping my arm through his and letting him lead me down the front steps toward his car parked at the end of the circular driveway. It was a sleek black sedan—nothing flashy, but clean and shiny. He opened the passenger door for me with a little flourish, and I slid in, the emerald fabric of my dress pooling around my legs. He jogged around to the driver’s side, started the engine, and pulled away from the mansion. The house lights faded in the rearview mirror, along with the faint sound of Micah yelling something about “breaking my promise” from the front door. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding and sank back into the leather seat. Tyler reached over and turned the music up just enough. “You really do look incredible,” he said again, glancing sideways at me as we rolled through the neighborhood gates. I laughed, t

Should I have argued more? Pushed him until he actually heard me instead of brushing it off with that easy grin? Probably. The words were right there on my tongue but the song was still playing, the lights were soft and romantic, and I could already feel the night tilting if I made this a thing. I didn’t want to ruin it so I just let it go and forced a smile instead, rested my head back on his shoulder, and letting the music carry us. “Okay,” I murmured. “Whatever.”Tyler’s arms tightened around me like that settled everything, and we swayed through the rest of the slow song in silence. After a while the track faded out, the lights brightened a little, and the DJ’s voice came over the speakers again.“Alright, everybody, can I have your attention please?” The spotlight cut through the ballroom, sweeping across the crowd until it landed on the stage at the far end. “It’s that time! Will all prom king and queen nominees please make your way to the stage for a grand entrance? Let’s gi

My palm cracked hard across his cheek, the sound echoing through the empty parking lot. His head snapped to the side, eyes wide with shock as the sting exploded across my hand.But that didn’t make me feel better so I slapped him again, harder this time, the second crack louder than the first. My hand burned, and he stumbled back a step, his face already turning red where my fingers had left their mark.My hand was still stinging from the second slap, but I still drew it back anyway, ready to hit him a third time but before my palm could connect, an arm wrapped around me from behind, pinning my elbows to my sides.“Saraphina—stop, stop,” Lia’s voice was right in my ear, breathless and urgent. “Breathe. Just breathe, okay? He’s not worth it.”I struggled against her for half a second, tears still pouring down my face, chest heaving so hard it hurt. Tyler stood there frozen, one hand pressed to his reddening cheek, eyes wide like he couldn’t believe any of this was happening.Lia didn’t

SERAPHINA ASHFORD °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ “Drop the weapon! Now!” I blinked slowly. Weapon? The shoe in my hand suddenly felt heavier. “Ma’am, drop it! Hands where we can see them!” My arm obeyed before my brain caught up. The stiletto clattered to the asphalt, and their strong hands grabbed me from behind, cold metal clicking around my wrists so tight they bite. Someone was reading me my rights, the words tumbling out fast but they sounded like static. “You have the right to remain silent…” My legs felt like they belonged to someone else as the officer guided me toward the cruiser. Lia was shouting something—my name, maybe—but an officer held her back. I slowly turned my head and caught one last glimpse of Tyler’s body before they pushed my head down and folded me into the back seat. The door slammed shut with a final, hollow thud. I couldn’t tell if any of it was real, it didn’t feel real, even as the cruiser pulled away, lights still flashing. Through the rear window I watched th