All Chapters of Daddy’s Little Secret : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Damian’s POV I wasn’t sure what I was going to expect after the way he had made me feel over the phone. Even over the phone, my feelings towards him never dissipated. And this wasn’t a feeling I was really used to. I slowly packed the things I had gotten from here when I had fled from him in the middle of the night. I wasn’t sure if this was what I wanted. But the studio needed me. My clients needed me, and I had to be there for them in the best way possible. I couldn’t let my feelings overshadow the love I had for my work, and whatever I had to do had to be done really soon. I picked up the suitcase I had gotten from the supermarket with Zane. He had been begging nonstop and advising me to just stay for a day. But I couldn’t. It had been four weeks since I had left the things I loved doing, just because I was angry at a man who wasn’t so sure about his feelings for me. So pathetic. I couldn’t let my work stop me this time. As I made my way to the reception to meet Zane, I c

Damian’s POV As I silently walked into the house, I couldn’t really predict what Derek’s schedule was going to be like. I wasn’t sure if he was going to be at home or getting ready to go to work. As I stepped into the house, the silence engulfed me for a split second. I thought Derek wasn’t around, but as I walked towards the staircase in the dark to turn on the light, Derek came up from behind me and startled me. I screamed immediately, as I tightly held onto my suitcase. Derek’s laughter filled the room as he turned on the light and watched me. “I saw you from the gate,” he laughed, holding his stomach. “So I wanted to teach you a lesson,” he continued, as he picked up my suitcase and walked up the stairs into my room with me. The moment he dropped the suitcase, he looked at it. “You really had a lot of fun.” He looked at me and then back at the suitcase on the floor. I scrunched up my face at him. “Why would you say that?” I ignored his expression and still asked him why

Damian’s POV Nickolai approached me with his bag hanging from his shoulder. Seeing him brought me comfort, knowing fully well that I wasn’t going to fight this alone. He rushed towards me and engulfed me in a tight hug that felt suffocating after a while. He pulled back and searched my tear-streaked face. “Are you good?” I nodded, even as the tears pooled around my eyes. “It’s okay. I’m here,” he said, rubbing my shoulders. And, in a strange way, that did a lot of things to me. I grabbed his bag and walked towards the car. “I had booked a place for us.” I smiled at him as I threw the bag into the back seat of the car. As we entered the car, he looked completely different. The CEO was dressed in casual clothes, and that looked hot. Before I turned on the engine, I grabbed his clothes and kissed him deeply. He looked at me with widened eyes before licking his lips. “You are incredible,” he whispered as I drove through the roads of Norway. As we both fell silent, listening

I woke up draped between Damian’s legs and held securely in his arms. As he stirred in his sleep, I wanted to leave the bed, but I just loved the sight of him sleeping. It felt a little too good to be here. I looked at the small tattoo behind his ear. He stirred in his sleep and held me tighter. I smiled at him as he struggled to open his eyes. I chuckled, waiting for him to fully wake up. I kissed his forehead. His reaction was more passionate than I expected. A small smile tugged at his lips as I looked deep into his eyes. “Where are you going?” he asked as his eyes finally adjusted to the light in the room. I smiled at him and kissed him. “I have a Zoom call with some of my associates.” I told him, even though I wasn’t sure he would want to know. He pouted his lips and nodded. I scooted closer and kissed him on the lips. “I met my twin brother,” Damian casually said. I turned back to him and watched, waiting for him to say more. He lifted the corner of his lips. “He l

Nickolai’s POV “What the fuck was that?” I barked at my secretary as we both tried to figure out where we could stay so we could have a proper conversation. She half-shrugged as if this didn’t mean anything to her. “I had waited all this while,” she said, looking at me. “Desperate.” “Hungry.” “Just for you to notice me.” I battled my eyelashes, confused about where all this was coming from. Whatever we had with each other was just a one-time thing. And that was all. I glared at her, but she avoided my gaze. She slowly peeled off her dress as she continued talking. “I have spoken to you.” She smiled sweetly. “You haven’t,” I shut her up with a glare. “I think I did.” She tilted her head to the left and paused for a while before continuing. “With my expressions, with my clothes, even while giving you signals. But guess what you did?” “You ignored me.” She paused. “For... for a small boy?” She arched an eyebrow. I couldn’t answer. All I wanted to do was delete the eviden