Semua Bab The Daughter's Revenge: Bab 41 - Bab 50

(Lana's POV) But even as I say it, my stupid heart clenches because I don’t hate him. Not really. I hate that I still want him. Still hear his voice in my head growling “Mine” while he fucked me on the stairs.I stay under the water until it runs cold.I’m wrapped in a towel, hair dripping, when my phone lights up again.Roman.The screen shows four missed calls and a new voicemail. My thumb hovers. I know I shouldn’t. But I press play anyway and hold the phone to my ear.His voice comes through rough, cracked at the edges like he’s barely holding it together.“Lana… Baby Girl, I know you’re hurting. I know you heard shit you weren’t supposed to hear. The marriage was fake. Valentina was a goddamn contract—nothing more. I never touched her. Never wanted her. But you? Everything I feel for you is real. Every time I called you mine, every time I fucked you like the world could burn and I wouldn’t care as long as I was inside you—that was real. Don’t run from me. Don’t make me hunt you

(Lana’s POV) I step out of Carter’s black SUV and the cameras explode. The dress I chose is blood-red, tight as sin, slit high enough that every step flashes thigh. My hair is loose and wild, lips painted the same red as the dress. I look like trouble. I feel like it too. Carter offers his arm, charming smile in place. “You ready to make them choke on their headlines?” I take his arm, chin high. “Let’s give them something new to talk about.” We walk the red carpet. Flashes blind me. Questions fly like bullets. “Lana! Is it true Roman groomed you?” “Are you here to defend him or replace him?” “Is Carter your new sugar daddy?” I don’t answer any of them. I just smile, small and sharp, and let Carter guide me inside the Voss Foundation Gala ballroom. The room is packed with the same elite crowd that was at the last gala, but tonight the energy is different. Hungry. Whispering. Waiting for me to break. I lift my chin higher. Let them look. Carter pulls me onto the d

(Roman's POV) I bury my face between her thighs, licking her through the aftershocks, tasting her release. She cries out, hands fisting my hair. “Too much—Roman—fuck—” “Not enough,” I growl against her clit, sucking it hard. “I want every drop. Give it to me.” She comes again, softer this time, moaning my name like a prayer. I stand, lift her, and carry her to the couch. I sit and pull her onto my lap, sinking back into her soaked heat in one smooth thrust. “Ride me,” I order. “Slow. Let me feel every inch of you.” She does, rolling her hips in lazy circles, hands braced on my chest. Her tits bounce with every movement. I lean forward, sucking one nipple into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her gasp. “You feel so fucking good,” I groan. “So tight. So wet. This pussy was made for me.&r

(Lana's POV) “No, what’s not fair is you two pretending you’re the heroes now. So let’s be honest for once. Why are you really here? Because my mom told you to be? Because she promised you something if you helped her take Roman down?” Larry hesitates, then sighs. “She said we could fix everything. Get you away from him. She’s your mother, Lana. She knows what’s best for you.” I smile sweetly. “My mother knows how to spread her legs for my boyfriend. That’s what she knows best.” Larry’s face hardens. He leans closer, voice dropping to a hiss. “Drop him, Lana. Or this gets ugly. Real ugly.” I raise an eyebrow. “Ugly how?” “Your little video? Cute. But I still have the old ones. The ones from when we were together. You on your knees. You begging. You letting me fuck you raw. Imagine those ending up all over the internet. Your pussy on every site while people call you a whore. How long do you think Roman stays interested after that?” I keep smiling, even as my stomach twists. “You

(Third person narrative) Larry nods slowly. “Lana was always easy to guilt. I’ll tell her we can be a family again. She’ll fold.”Elias checks his phone. “She just texted. She’s on her way. Remember — act concerned. Make her think we’re saving her from the big bad billionaire.”They wait in silence for a minute.Larry finally speaks again. “You really think this works? Roman’s not stupid.”Elias smirks. “He’s distracted. He’s in love with the girl. That makes him weak. Once Valentina pushes the grooming story, he’s done. Prison or not, the board will push him out. I step in, clean house, and run the company the way it should be run.”Larry leans back, more relaxed now. “You know, when I fucked her mom that night, I never thought it would lead to all this. But Valentina saw the opportunity right away. She said i