All Chapters of Groomed By My Steamy Daddy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Dante's PovThe next morning I was at my house before the sun was up. I called all the staff into the main living room. The cook, the cleaner, the gardener, and the two security guards who worked the night shift. They stood there, nervous and avoiding my eyes. I was not in the mood for games. I needed answers. "I want to know everything that happened last night," I said, my voice flat and cold. "Start from when I left for the hospital and do not leave anything out." The cook, a woman named Maria, spoke first. "Mr. Dante, it was a terrible accident. I was the one who reported the faulty wire in that kitchen outlet last week. I told the maintenance man it was sparking." I turned to the maintenance man, a young guy named Kevin who looked like he was about to pass out. "Is this true?" I asked him. He nodded quickly, his eyes wide with fear. "Yes, sir. I swear. I ordered the part, but it was on back order. I was going to fix it today. I am so sorry, sir. It is all my fault."I looked from

Damson’s PovThe ground was shaking. Not from an explosion this time but from the weight of armored vehicles moving in the distance. They were trying to flank us again using the wide open plain to our east. It was the same move they tried yesterday and we lost good men stopping it. I was behind a low wall with my sergeant his name was Miller. He was younger than me but he had good instincts."They're coming again sir" Miller said pointing with his rifle. "Same as before. They think we're stupid.""They think we're tired" I corrected him. "And we are. But we're not stupid."I looked through my binoculars. The dust cloud was getting bigger. They had at least three trucks and maybe two armored personnel carriers. We had two RPG teams and a machine gun nest. It wasn't enough if they all came at once."We can't hold this position if they push hard" Miller said. He was right. We were stretched thin. Command had sent us here to plug a hole in the line but they didn't send enough men to plug

Lily's Pov The clock on the wall said it was past three in the morning. I was in the living room sitting on the couch. The lights were off but the city lights came through the big windows. I wasn't tired, my mind was too busy. Geneva's words kept playing in my head. I knew I had to do something but I didn't know what. Telling Dante felt like the wrong move, he wouldn't listen. He would think I was making it up because I was jealous. I wasn't jealous, i was scared.I heard the key in the front door. My heart jumped, i stood up and smoothed my dress. The door opened and Dante walked in. He looked tired, his suit was messy and his hair was out of place. He closed the door and locked it. He saw me standing there and stopped. He didn't say anything. He just looked at me."You're still up" he said. His voice was rough."I couldn't sleep" I said.He walked toward me. He didn't walk like he was tired, he walked like a predator. He moved fast and before I could move he was on me. He grabbed

Lily's POV I woke up with a splitting headache and throbbing neck that made every attempt to breathe feel deliberate, measured, and exhausting, and when I tried to lift my arm to rub at my temples the sharp pull at my shoulders told me immediately that something was very wrong, because my wrists would not separate,, and the weight pressing into my spine confirmed that I was lying on a hard floor that smelled sour like blood mixed with vomit.I blinked several times, forcing my eyes to adjust to the dimness, and the ceiling above me swam in and out of focus as nausea rolled through me in thick waves that made my stomach twist, and when memory finally clawed its way back, it was dragging Geneva’s face into the center of my thoughts with that soft smile she wore while pressing the syringe into my arm, her voice calm and reassuring as everything went black.“No,” I whispered, though my throat felt scraped raw, and the word barely came out as sound.I shifted again, testing the restraint

GENEVA’S POVWeeks earlier.After that stupid video came out and everyone on the internet started whispering and speculating and acting like they suddenly knew everything about my life, I did the only smart thing anyone in my position could do which was disappear quietly and keep my head down while Dante’s anger burned through the city looking for somewhere to land, because when a man like him is furious the smartest move is not to argue and not to defend yourself but to step back and let the storm move somewhere else.I stayed out of sight exactly the way he told me to and I did not argue even though the humiliation sat in my chest every single day, because that girl thought she had won something by posting that video and the worst part was that she had dragged other people into it without even thinking about the consequences.The brothel was the only place where the noise outside could not reach me, where the whispers and the stares and the gossip died the moment the doors closed, a