All Chapters of Daddy's Darkest Addiction: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Aurora Brooks“You’re here too?”Martin Cole raised a surprised brow the moment he spotted Nicole standing with me.Nicole and I turned at the same time.I spoke respectfully, as if I were inside work instead of outside it.“Mr. Martin Cole. It’s a pleasure meeting you.”His dark blue suit gave him a composed, distinguished elegance. Under my innocent stare and Nicole’s lowered eyes, he walked over to where we stood and leaned against the table.“The pleasure’s mine. But what are you doing here? Isn’t this my friend’s son’s engagement party?”His friend? So he was his friend too, not just the man assigned to serve him personally! Then why does he talk about loneliness like it hurts him so much?!“This is my sister’s engagement party too. Your friend’s son is my sister’s future husband.”Genuine surprise crossed his face as he spoke carefully.“That’s very strange.”I raised a brow in challenge, not like I wanted his handsome face anyway.“What’s strange about it? Or are you one of tho

Aurora BrooksI headed toward the band and the speakers. Ivy’s phone with me, so I automatically decided to give her a special gift. I’d make everyone dance to the rhythm of her favorite song.I connected it to the small speakers, and the first beats of the song exploded into the sky. The guests turned toward the source of the sound, including Ethan Roth and Ivy.She had told me before that he loved her a lot, so I started swaying around myself on my way toward the engaged couple dancing together.Ivy was swaying against him too as if she was drunker than I was, Amelia and Sarah dancing as well, along with some businessmen’s daughters who had finally set their arrogance aside.I headed toward the wide table standing in the middle, where I found a few upside-down glasses resting on their rims.The second I stood on top of it with the help of one of the chairs, I started dancing with my eyes closed. All I felt was my sister’s fiancé, my sister, and a few guys around our age gathering ar

Aurora BrooksAlexander’s muscular hand forced its strength around my thin waist, pulling me against his chest with all the certainty he possessed, making my drunken fingers cling to his thick jacket like a single lifeline.Our bodies became pressed together, close enough for me to steal the sound of his heart racing in fear, maybe it really was fear and not just my drunken imagination.He softly slapped my cheeks while his words stumbled out to me.“Aurora! Wake up.”I didn’t respond to his trembling calls, all I felt was that I was standing on the edge of death and perhaps already in my final moments.He quickly carried me into his arms then pulled me tighter against his chest, his eyes fixed on me while my half-lidded gaze watched the trembling of his features.I spoke through my continuous shivers and my body drenched in sweat.“Don’t worry about me, Captain. I just have an allergy to alcohol.”He cast a quick glance at my lips moving lazily, then opened the door as he bent down s

Aurora Brooks“Wear this warm shirt so you don’t catch a cold.”Alexander Roth walked toward me with a grim face, dark eyes, and uneven breaths.I straightened on his bed, touching my loose strands, and as if I hadn’t ignored his words, I added mockingly: “No doubt the angels cursed us throughout that whole night, what we did resembled a sin.”He sat down with exhausted masculinity then reached for the straps of my dress, lowering both until my chest widened and nearly fell out.“You talk too much, little one, and I don’t like chatterboxes. I get terrible headaches, so shut that mouth or I’ll shut it myself.”His sinful gaze fell over my full breasts, and a blazing ember ignited inside his eyes.“Keep your filthy eyes off me.”He rubbed over his thighs with a foolish smile, perhaps still processing what I had just said, then spoke in disbelief: “What did you say?”I raised my brows in amazement as though I had accomplished something great. “You’re not the only one who knows how to cur

Aurora BrooksThe hot rays of the sun penetrated through the windows of the wide room announcing the beginning of a beautiful sunny day. I jolted from my place when I found my body thrown across a bed I had seen before once upon a time, legs to the right and others to the left as though I had spent the night in a fierce battle.I sat on the edge of the bed and held onto my brain which had begun distributing pains of varying intensity across its surface, I hurt badly, my features tightening.“My head is going to explode, oh God.”It calmed a little so I stood up while examining the strange clothes I was wearing, a black wool shirt belonging to Captain Alexander Roth.I looked as though I was wearing sackcloth, I smiled unconsciously then headed downstairs with hurried steps.I reached the lower floor after suffering from dizziness and fragmented memories from last night, splashing water, a car and crying, I was unable to connect them together.When I arrived at the hall my gaze fell on