Semua Bab SIN:BATION — 20 DADDIES SECRET: Bab 331 - Bab 340

“It was all your fault, Liam! We lost him! We lost Andy!”Mason’s voice tore through the damp, metallic air of the safehouse, cracking on the high notes as he slammed his fist into the peeling wallpaper. The plaster crumbled under his knuckles, dusting the fresh, dark blood coating his hands.“How is it my fault?” Liam roared back, his chest heaving under his torn tactical vest as he stepped directly into Mason’s space. “He wanted to save her! She froze up, Mason. She was slow, so Andy ran back into the line of fire to help her and got shot. How is that on me?”I stood frozen in the corner of the dim basement, my back pressed hard against the cold concrete wall while my heart hammered violently against my ribs. Every breath felt like inhaling shards of glass. My clothes were damp with Andy’s blood, the dark stains sinking into the fabric of my jeans and making them cling heavily to my skin. “Don’t you dare lay this on him,” Mason snarled, his eyes bloodshot and wide with a desperat

Chapter 3: "Where is the boss?" I asked as I stepped into the dimly lit dining area, my inner thighs still burning slightly from the night before with Liam, but I kept my face smooth while I poured myself a cup of black coffee. "In the meeting room," Mason muttered without looking up from his breakfast, his eyes red and puffy from crying over Andy, while Liam sat across from him staring intensely into his own mug. I didn't say another word, so I just gripped my warm cup and walked down the cold stone hallway toward the door. “Knock” I knocked at the meeting room, normally I'm not always called upon,so my heart banged hard,does he know or has he found out what I and Liam did,was he being punished or what my brain ran in different circles, before I pushed the door open. The moment I stepped inside, the thick smell of cigar smoke and expensive whiskey hit my nose. My heart sank into my stomach,as I caught Don,he wasn't looking at first,he was so handsome, his dark messy hair and h

Chapter 5 After 2 days,I had to face them in the dining room, Marcus and Liam. It wasn't easy for them because they looked at me with so much lust,and I planned never to throw myself on them,they should be fighting for my pussy. "Pass the potatoes before Mason eats them all," Liam muttered, his fork scraping against his ceramic plate while he kept his eyes low, avoiding my gaze entirely after what had happened in his room. "I am barely eating," Mason snapped back, but he still reached out and snatched the bowl anyway, dumping a massive portion onto his plate. We sat around the long dining table in the dim, drafty dining room of our new hideout. It was our first dinner together since Andy died, and the air was still thick with tension, but everyone seemed to be trying their best to act normal. "If Mason eats any more, he won't be fit to run when the alarm goes off," Smart joked from the end of the table, his glasses sliding down his nose as he grinned. "Mind you Mason,we don't ha

Chapter 7 "Don't move or I will take your head off," a deep, icy voice echoed through the dark basement as the metal door flew open, hitting the concrete wall with a massive crash. I blinked against the sudden flash of light, my body shivering against the bloody mattress from the whipes and torture while my eyes adjusted to the tall shape standing in the doorway. Then someone stepped forward, his face pale with a quiet fury that made the air in the room freeze instantly. He didn't say another word, nor did he look around the empty cell, so he just marched straight to the bed with a large silver knife in his hand. “Finally you're about doing your worst,such a pity you will never on earth find him, even though am alive or dead” I said,even though I was fucking scared I didn't let it overwhelm me. Just then he stepped closer unmasking,his serious face, without saying a word. "Dom..." I whispered, my voice cracking from two days of absolute silence and pain, but he just leane

Chapter 2 - Lost In PleasureMorning light filtered through the curtains, soft and golden, pulling me from a restless sleep. I blinked, disoriented for a moment, before the weight of last night settled back onto my chest like a stone. My body still aching from my desperate attempt to satisfy myself, my heart still raw from his rejection.I dragged myself out of bed, splashing cold water on my face, staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror.I pulled on a simple sundress, ran a brush through my hair, and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. The smell of coffee already filled the air, and I found Victor standing at the counter, a mug in his hand, his silver hair still slightly damp from a shower."Good morning, Camille," he said, his voice warm. "You're up early.""Yeah," I said, moving to the cabinet to pull out ingredients for breakfast. "I thought I'd make something special this morning. Scrambled, maybe. Or French toast with fresh berries.""French toast sounds wonderful." H