All Chapters of Crave Me, Daddy’s Good Girl: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 11: RAGE

JASON POV No… this has to be some kind of mistake. He can’t be my adoptive father. No. I still wouldn’t recognize him on sight. Most definitely not. He isn’t. He can’t be. It’s been four fucking weeks and I’m still telling myself the same lie every morning when I open my eyes. I drag a hand down my face, palm pressing hard against my forehead like I could shove the thoughts back inside my skull where they belong. This can’t be real. “Sir.” Jules steps inside, bowing slightly. “Apologies for the interruption.” “Did you track the car?” Jules shakes his head. “No, sir. We lost track again. Same as last week. And the week before.” “Sir… there’s one more thing,” he adds quietly. I don’t even look at him. “What now?” He swallows. “The insider went through the rest of the archived footage from the soirée again. Just to be thorough. The man who tried to embarrass you—” My jaw tightens. “No one embarrassed me. And I told you I don’t want to hear anything about that g

CHAPTER 12: I’M PREGNANT

VERONICA POV Xavier Cross. That was the same person who sent his assistant to invite me into his private VIP lounge at the bar. Aside from that one moment, I still can’t place where exactly I’ve heard the name before. It’s nagging at the back of my mind like a half-remembered song. I look at Diana. She’s wearing that smug, satisfied look—like she just won the lottery and I’m the prize. I’m not about to let her have this one so easily. I force out an obviously fake laugh, trying to play it off. “Who the hell is that? I’ve never even met anyone named Xavier Cross.” “Stop lying!” She laughs, eyes bright. “Everyone saw him carrying you out of that party. It’s literally trending.” My laugh dies in my throat. My breath catches. “Trending? What are you talking about? Show me.” She’s already scrolling, smirking like she’s been waiting for this. “You’re so sneaky—you went to some fancy-ass masked party and didn’t even invite me? Rude.” Then she shoves her phone in my face. I

CHAPTER 13: VANGUARD AD

VERONICA POV Five years had passed since I walked out of my father’s house with nothing but a small suitcase and two thousand dollars in cash. It hadn’t been easy. Not even close. But I’d survived. More than that—I’d built something real. With the little money I had, I started small. I opened a tiny bakery from scratch here in Atlanta. My mom used to run one back in LA, and I’d spent countless afternoons helping her roll dough, pipe frosting, and sneak tastes of batter. That knowledge was the only real asset I brought with me. There weren’t many bakeries in my neighborhood here in Atlanta. so I figured I had a shot. I was terrified at first—convinced no one would like what I made, that I’d fail and end up with nothing again. But over time I learned to quiet that voice. I gave it a real try. Mom’s secret trick— tiny pinch of espresso powder in the dough and frostings—became my signature. Soon, people were lining up every morning outside my little shop. Over time, things turne

CHAPTER 14: ZANE

VERONICA POV “Zane! What are you doing?” My voice came out louder than I meant, sharp with panic as I tried to twist free. He didn’t answer right away. Just held my gaze, steady and unblinking. “What does it look like I’m doing, kitten?” I rolled my eyes, mostly to hide how fast my pulse was racing. “Zane, stop. I’ve told you a hundred times. You can’t keep doing this. I’m a single mom. There has to be some distance between us.” He tilted his head slightly. “Give me five good, authentic reasons why being a single mom means I should keep my distance, Honey. Go on.” “Because I have kids, and—” He cut me off gently, finger brushing my lips. “Shhh. Your eyes… they’re spellbinding. I can’t look away.” My heart slammed against my ribs. I tried again to pull my wrists free. No use. Then his mouth was on mine—firm, insistent. I pushed at his chest, but he was built like a wall. He’s a Gym freak, I can’t handle his biceps that feel like they're carved from stone, talk more o

CHAPTER 15: SHE’S BACK

XAVIER POVI had taken a week off to New York, craving escape from the constant pressure that came with running the company. While I was gone, Sebastian called to let me know the octennial review of applications for our premium retail partnerships had kicked off. We only invited elite brands to partner with our high-end retail chains—no exceptions.By the time I got back, the inbox was overflowing, and a short stack of printed proposals waited on my desk for initial shortlisting. I started with the experienced brands first. Thin, half-baked submissions went straight into the rejection pile and I accepted a few of the well-researched and sold ones.I was on the very last flimsy proposal, ready to toss it, when something stopped me cold. My hand hovered the screen. I scrolled back up, pulse suddenly loud in my ears, convinced I had to be hallucinating.The brand name was new to me: Agrian BakeCrumbs. On the cover page sat a clean professional headshot next to the owner’s name—Veronica

CHAPTER 16: CONGRATULATIONS

VERONICA POVI had planned to leave Los Angeles the next morning. Being shortlisted for Vanguard Mall felt like some kind of cosmic mistake. I was twenty-eight, running a small but steady bakery in Atlanta. I could expand on my own terms, in my own time. I didn’t belong in rooms full of polished entrepreneurs and million-dollar leases.“I’m changing our flight,” I told Natasha while she filled the tub for the kids’ bath. “This whole thing is useless. They shortlisted me by accident.”Her face fell. She set the pitcher down. “Veronica, this is my first time in Los Angeles. Please let me have one more day with the kids. I could take them to Central Park tomorrow at noon. They’d love it.”“But Natasha—”“Please. Just one more day. I know you’re missing your lovey dovey Zane already, lover girl.”I rolled my eyes, cheeks warming. “No…no I’m not… Fine. Just one more day.”She squealed and threw her arms around me. “You’re the sweetest! The kids are going to be so excited when I tell them.”

CHAPTER 17: I’M NOT INTERESTED

VERONICA POVThe sound of my name echoed through the hall like a gunshot.“What?” My eyes went wide, panic flooding every inch of me.Heads turned. Whispers started immediately. The woman who’d confidently declared earlier that her proposal would win the investment shot me a look so venomous I felt it like a slap.“Who’s Veronica Harper?” someone muttered behind me.“The small bakery owner from Atlanta,” another voice replied, laced with disbelief and a hint of envy.Xavier’s lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile.“Congratulations, Ms. Harper,” he said. “Please join me on the podium and introduce yourself to everyone.”Every eye in the room locked on me. I could feel the jealousy radiating off them. But hey guys, I never wanted any of this.I forced my legs to move toward the stage. Each step felt heavier than the last. Out of the corner of my eye, the side door opened. Jason walked in.My knees nearly buckled. Why? Why was the universe piling every nightmare on top of me in a sing

CHAPTER 18: DIVORCE PAPER

XAVIER POV Last night, as soon as I stepped into the meeting hall to greet the old business acquaintances Kade had told me were waiting, people closed in around me. My former investor partners had all shifted into trading now, and they were trying to persuade me to merge my company with their operations since I had more than enough capital to make it happen. Even though the conversation with them, along with the board members and brand owners present, was genuinely productive, my eyes kept drifting back toward the door. Then I saw her. Veronica slipped into the crowd with Jason trailing right behind her. Panic surged through me like ice water. I cut every conversation short and pushed my way through the bodies until I reached the corridor. By the time I burst out the exit, she was already gone. I took the private elevator straight down to the ground floor, slid into my car, and told Luca, my driver, to follow the taxi she had hailed. I knew that boy Jason had angered my Veronica,

CHAPTER 19: HOW DO WE MAKE HIM BELIEVE?

VERONICA POVBack at the hotel, I was in daze as I stumbled into the suite. My legs felt heavy, my mind even heavier. I was relieved when I saw that Natasha and the kids weren’t here. Meaning, Natasha must have taken the kids to the Grand City Park like we planned. I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already three hours past noon. They should be walking through that door any minute now.I dropped my bag on the couch and kicked off my shoes. I needed to think. I needed a plan. How was I supposed to untangle myself from this mess without everything exploding?“How did this even happen?” I whispered to the empty room, rubbing my temples.How did the stranger from five years ago turn out to be Xavier Cross? What kind of cruel coincidence was this? And what in the world was I supposed to do now? He had flat-out refused to let me out of the contract. Leaving the city and heading straight back to Atlanta crossed my mind. But that was pointless. I had already submitted every detail

CHAPTER 20: TWELVE YEARS

THIRD PERSON POVZane groaned and leaned forward in the leather booth, rubbing his face with both hands. “We have to act fast. He dares not send those divorce papers through.”Kade let out a low laugh, shaking his head. “You know how your brother can be. He has taken this whole thing personally because of that Veronica girl.”Zane gritted his teeth, jaw tight. “I need to do something about that lady. Xavier must not find out she already has children for him.”He turned to Camila, his brows furrowed deeply. “It’s all your fault. If you had listened to me, we wouldn’t be in this mess right now.”Camila frowned, her perfectly shaped eyebrows pulling together. “What do you mean by ‘if I didn’t listen to you’?”“I told you to drop the damn modeling career and go back to Xavier,” Zane said, his voice low and sharp. “If you had been with him all these years, we would have had the property signed over a long time ago. But no. You insisted on finishing your modeling thing first before I could

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