All Chapters of Maid For Daddies : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Billie.We landed in Paris just as the sun was beginning to set. The drive to the hotel was quiet, and when we stepped into the suite, I stopped in the doorway, completely stunned.It was breathtaking.High ceilings, elegant cream and gold furnishings, a living area, and floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a sweeping view of the Eiffel Tower in the distance. Silas set his bag down and turned to me.“I have to attend a meeting,” he said. “You can do whatever you want in the suite, but don’t leave.”I nodded quickly. “I wasn’t planning to. The flight was tiring, and… honestly, I’m a little scared to go out anyway.”I still have a strong fear that Brian might have owed someone a huge debt and placed me as collateral. He gave me a small nod of approval and left.I spent the afternoon exploring the suite, ordering room service with the most delicious French pastries and a glass of wine. The food was rich and buttery, the wine light and crisp. For a few hours I let myself relax, curled

Leon.Ever since I kissed Billie, she had been doing an excellent job of avoiding me.It was almost impressive. She moved like a ghost through the house whenever I was around, never lingering in any room I entered. Luckily for her, it had been an exceptionally busy week. I kept tabs on her anyway. The live feeds showed her eating properly again, spending quiet hours reading books or scrolling on her phone. She looked calmer. I sat at the head of the long table in the private boardroom, fingers steepled as Baron finished his report.“It appears the traffickers have been using these routes,” he said, pointing at the projected map. “We’ve nabbed a few low-level players, but we’re still trying to figure out who’s helping with the shipping. There’s a middleman somewhere in the chain.”“Thank you,” I said. “Dismissed.”Baron gathered his things and left the room.Silas leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly. “It’s been weeks and we still can’t pin down who’s really behind the trafficki

Billie.Even though I didn't eat dinner last night. Today I felt hungrier and couldn't stop eating. I stood by the window, watching Roy, the bodyguard the men had assigned to me. He was speaking to three other men near the edge of the garden, gesturing with his hands as if giving instructions. My mind kept circling back to last night, the warm mouth between my thighs that had made me fall apart so completely.Could Roy have been the one?No. I couldn’t just walk up to him and ask. That would be insane.I turned away from the window and decided to distract myself by strolling through the house. My feet carried me almost without thinking until I found myself standing in front of Leon’s office door. It was slightly ajar. I hesitated only a second before slipping inside. I walked to his desk and glanced at the papers scattered across it. One name caught my eye immediately: William Blacksmith. Date of birth unknown. There were reports of a fire at a mansion, photos of charred ruins. An

Billie.I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, maybe I had spoken too much at dinner. Telling them about The Church of The Saved and Brother Joe being assigned as my “new light”… it sounded ridiculous even to my own ears. They probably thought I was crazy, exaggerating, or both. But no matter what they thought, one thing was certain. I did not want to marry Brother Joe. Just the thought of his clammy hands, overly sweet smile, and the way he always looked at me sent a cold shiver down my spine. I would rather stay here, bound by this pact than go back to that life.I grabbed my phone, hoping for any kind of distraction, and opened the pact I had signed earlier. I scrolled through it slowly this time, actually reading instead of skimming. My eyes caught on a cla.use I had completely missed before:“At times, you may be approached without knowing which of us it is. You may refuse. If you do not, you are choosing to accept.”I stared at the words for a long moment… then giggled softl

Billie. In one swift, unexpectedly powerful motion, he grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground like I weighed nothing. I gasped sharply as my feet left the floor. My back hit the wall with a soft thud, and before I could process what was happening, he hooked my legs over his broad shoulders. I was completely suspended and hanging in the air. The only thing keeping me from falling was his strong hands gripping my ass and his shoulders bearing my full weight. My short dress had ridden all the way up, leaving me completely exposed. My heart slammed against my ribs as I realized just how helpless I was. If he let go… I would fall. “Law, wait… I’m too heavy—” I stammered, voice shaking. He looked up at me. “You’re not heavy,” he growled against my inner thigh. “ You look so adorable. Is this your first time being held up like this?” I nodded frantically, legs trembling on his shoulders. “Then calm down ,” he murmured, lips brushing my soaked pussy. “I got you. Soaki