《His Dad Calls Me Baby》全部章節：第 121 章 - 第 130 章

Crystal chandeliers poured light over the banquet hall. Guests mingled, a murmur of silk and conversation.The moment Alexander Knight entered, he became the focal point.Countless eyes clung to him—inquiring, surprised, amused.He guided me into the crowd, his arm around me."Stay with me," he said. "Just smile."Several board members stepped forward with greetings, but their glances kept drifting to me."Alexander, who's this with you?"His arm didn't loosen. He pulled me tighter against his side."Lisa White. Founder of SoftVoice."His tone was matter-of-fact, a declaration that left no room for condescension."Knight Group's most important strategic partner going forward."Understanding dawned instantly in their eyes, their smiles warming by several degrees.I handled the introductions with ease.When we reached a slightly quieter spot, I secretly traced a light line across his palm."'Strategic partner'

Luke suddenly chuckled low, his finger rubbing the kitten's ear, but his eyes were on her.“Because someone looked like she was suffocating in there.”“Brought you up for air.”“Or would you rather stay downstairs being a porcelain doll with a painted-on smile?”Elena hugged the cat tighter. The kitten in her arms was warm and soft.“I'm supposed to be there…”“Supposed to?”Luke scoffed, straightening up. His tall frame overshadowed her.“Who decided that?”“Elena Voss.”Her full name. His voice was low.“You're twenty-five, not fifty-two.”“Would it kill you to rebel a little?”He leaned against the ornate railing beside them. His thumb flicked the lid of his lighter open. The click was unnaturally loud in the quiet.“If you're scared, say you're scared. If you're bored, say you're bored.&rdqu

The sports car roared toward the outskirts of the city, its tires screaming on the winding, steep mountain road.Luke Cole gripped the steering wheel with one hand, slamming through a sharp turn.Centrifugal force pinned Elena Voss against the seat, wind howling in her ears, almost suffocating her.Her knuckles dug white into the leather upholstery, the skin stretched taut and pale."Slow down..."Her voice trembled, torn apart by the wind.Luke glanced at her, a wild grin tugging at the corner of his mouth."Just scream if you're scared."Instead of slowing down, he slammed the gas pedal hard.The tachometer needle shot wildly to the right, the engine roaring at its limit."Who's scared!"Elena shot back, stubborn as ever."Baby."His voice, muffled by the wind, crashed down on her."Twenty-five years cooped up—never dared to go wild once?"As the car rounded the next bend, he drifted hard, tires scree

Luke cursed under his breath, his grip on her waist tightening until his knuckles turned white.She was so tight, so impossibly responsive, her walls pulsing around him in frantic, uncoordinated waves that nearly shattered his composure.Every little tremor of her thighs and every broken whimper from her lips drove him wild.He wanted to lose control, to take her hard and fast the way he'd taken so many others in his reckless past.But he couldn't—not with her.Not when she was looking up at him with those glassy, trusting eyes, her innocence a tangible thing between them.Not when her fingers were tangled in his hair like he was her only lifeline in a drowning sea."Fuck, Elena."He groaned, his voice a rough, tortured rasp of restraint.He moved slowly, deliberately, pulling back until he was almost out, only to push back in with a slow, deep surge that filled her completely.He savored the way she arched into him, her back c

The Knight residence felt like it was split into two different dimensions.Downstairs, there was a heavy, suffocating wall of restraint.Luke Cole was finally taming his own demons, choosing to play the guardian rather than giving in to his darker impulses.Upstairs, however, was a different story.It was a freefall into madness.A total, unbridled possession that left absolutely nothing to chance.The heavy oak door clicked shut the moment we stepped inside from the gala.I barely had time to register the sound before Alexander Knight's fingers clamped around my wrist like a steel shackle.He spun me around, pinning me against the foyer door in one fluid, dominant motion.His body slammed into mine, pressing me flush against the cool wood.He left me no room to breathe. No space to escape.I could feel the thick, turgid heat of his erection through his dress slacks, a rigid bar of muscle bruising my lower belly.His heart