All Chapters of Daddies Taste Better : Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

“One,” James said, standing up. The chair creaked behind him as he moved. “I’ll go check it out.” I nodded and watched him press out his cigar in the ashtray. He was already checking the gun at his hip like it was second nature. “Don’t hesitate if it comes to it,” I told him. “Simply because she’s related to me. That doesn’t change a damn thing.” He paused at the door, hand on the frame. He didn’t turn around right away. Just stood there for a beat, letting the words land. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he said quietly. And just like that, James was gone. The heavy wooden door clicked shut behind him with a finality that echoed through the study, leaving the room feeling too goddamn quiet and way too crowded all at once—like the silence itself was pressing in from every corner. I stayed planted in my chair, staring at the dying ember in the ashtray, that faint orange glow blinking its last pathetic breaths. The taste of smoke sat disgusting and bitter on my tongue, clinging like an a

Then silence.Fuck!That wasn’t good.That couldn’t possibly be good.Silence never meant good in situations like this. It usually meant someone had won… or someone had lost badly. My stomach twisted as I kept yanking at the old window frame, fingers scrabbling for any kind of grip. The damn thing was stuck—warped wood, years of neglect, maybe even painted shut. I kept trying anyway, heart hammering so loud it drowned out everything else for a second. My palms turned sweaty within a minute and each breath came in short, panicked bursts.Fuck fuck fuck.Footsteps.I heard footsteps coming down the short hallway toward the back room. Fuck!I gave the window one last desperate shove, and it finally gave with a loud, splintering crack. The frame groaned as I shoved it upward, cool evening air rushing in. I was already half-climbing onto the sill when the voice came from right behind me—low, calm, and way too close.“It’s pointless.”I froze.I didn’t understand at first. My brain was sti

The fall was shorter than I expected but still felt like forever. Cold air rushed past me as I dropped, arms flailing, legs kicking on instinct. My back hit the sloped ground first with a jarring thud that knocked the air out of my lungs. Pain rushed up my spine and through my right ankle as I rolled, rocks and dirt scraping my skin open. I tumbled a few feet before slamming to a stop against a thick patch of brush.For a second, everything went white.Then the pain in my ankle hit harshly, followed by the dull and deep pain in my back and ribs. I gasped, coughing, tasting dirt and blood. My vision swam as I pushed myself up on shaky arms. The cabin looming above me on the ridge, the open window like a dark eye staring down. I could still hear the muffled sounds of the fight inside—grunts, the occasional crash—but that was no longer any of my fucking problem.I was out.I was actually fucking out.My right ankle throbbed when I tried to put weight on it, but it held, which meant n

SARAPHINA°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･“That’s all for today. See you on Wednesday.”The moment the words left his mouth, the room erupted into motion. Chairs scraped against the floor, notebooks snapped shut, and the low shuffle of papers and bags filled the air like a wave breaking. Students were already rising, eager to escape the cold class lights and the silence that had settled over the last hour.I stayed seated a second longer, my pen still hovering over the half-finished page in my notebook as I searched for Sarah. Most of the class had already cleared out within seconds, chairs scraping and laughter fading into the hallway. I finally spotted her near the back, shoving her laptop into her bag with quick, distracted movements.I closed my notebook with a soft snap and stood, slinging my bag over my shoulder in one fluid motion.“Hey,” I called after her, my voice cutting through the thinning crowd.She didn’t turn around.I quickened my pace, weaving between the last few stragglers still lingeri

“Kai is the one responsible for all this?”“Well, he’s the only one that’s glued to you always,” Sarah continued. “And nothing seemed to have happened to him. So everybody just assumed…”She didn’t get to finish.“Hey, Sarah!”The voice sliced right through the cafeteria noise. I looked up to see Emma, the tall one with braids, stomping toward our table. Her face was set in a tight, angry mask.“Are you nuts?” Emma snapped, grabbing Sarah by the wrist. “What the hell are you doing with her?”Sarah barely had time to react before Emma was dragging her up from the chair, her sandwich and drink forgotten on the table.“Emma, wait—” Sarah started, but her friend wasn’t listening.I just sat there, frozen, my water bottle still clutched in my hand as I watched them.Sarah twisted slightly in Emma’s grip, looking back at me over her shoulder as she was pulled away. Her eyes were wide, conflicted, like she wanted to say more but knew she couldn’t.“Are you not in a relationship with him or s