All Chapters of Just One Night to Own Me, Daddies: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

JANICEI didn’t know what the heck was wrong with Calder.Something had to be broken in that beautiful head of his if he was claiming me as his girlfriend in front of a complete stranger. Where did this sudden possessiveness even come from? This was a man who had happily shared me with his two best friends on multiple occasions.So they drew a line when it came to other men? Interesting to know.I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from chuckling out loud. It was the strangest thing, ever. Part of me wanted to be annoyed, but another part—the much louder and warmer one—found it weirdly thrilling.Marcus got the message loud and fucking clear.After a slightly awkward goodbye, he made himself scarce and headed out of the garage. I didn’t mind. I didn’t need any new man added to the growing list of complications in my life. Three was more than enough.Three very intense, very addictive men who were already turning my world upside-the fucking-down.Calder moved around his

LUCIANI wonder what demon I offended this time.Ah. I had never been so irritated.I stared at the thick folder in front of me and silently prayed the thirty-year contract would end tomorrow.Or even right now.Thirty years of being legally and financially tied to Valentina because Calder had been a lovesick idiot in his early twenties. He had foolishly signed his name beside hers on what was supposed to be a simple charity ‘foundation.’ Or maybe that was what had been in their innocent mind years ago.That was not what was happening right now.Said foundation had since become one of our most efficient money-laundering channels—clean on paper, filthy underneath, generating tens of millions every year. And because it had grown too successful, too public, we couldn’t simply dissolve the whole thing without drawing unwanted attention.So here we were, still shackled to the woman.Yayy for Aiden and I.I leaned back in the leather chair, fingers steepled under my chin, and said nothing.

LUCIANDays like this were part of the ones where I wondered why I was keeping tabs on Janice.She was at a party.One of my men had been tailing her since forever. It was the standard procedure for me—I didn’t leave loose ends when it came to people I needed, especially not ones as tempting and unpredictable as her. Plus, she had another pair of eyes on her. I didn’t need them getting her before I did what I wanted.For a girl her age, attending a loud, crowded party after weeks of working was normal. Expected, even. But in the few months I had known Janice, she had never struck me as the type who sought neon lights and cheap alcohol.But this was a birthday party. Even women like Janice would attend such parties just to support their friends.Predictable.I leaned back in the leather seat of my car, staring at the live feed on my phone. I’d gotten my team to hack into the little lounge’s cameras. The place looked even cheaper than I had imagined. What kind of friends was Janice even

LUCIAN“Yes, double the security on the eastern warehouse,” I continued calmly, talking into the phone, keeping my voice steady and professional, which is interesting considering the position I was currently in.My fingers buried in a woman’s tight, dripping pussy.And not just any woman. Janice.She was trembling violently on my lap, thighs spread wide over mine, her face buried in the crook of my neck as she fought desperately not to make a sound. She was so fucking submissive that it turned me on even more, causing my cock to harden even further. The oversized t-shirt had ridden up to her waist, giving me full access to see her in full display.Fuck…She was soaking wet—my hand already slick with her arousal. This was so fucking hot.I curled my fingers slowly, pressing firmly against that spongy spot inside her. Janice’s breath hitched sharply. Her nails dug into my shoulders through my shirt as her hips jerked forward, trying to take more.“…understood, sir,” Kaden replied on the

AIDENA nice day to play a nice game.The sun was warm on my back as I lined up my shot on the ninth hole. Once again, the charity golf tournament was in full swing—one of our monthly public appearances that reminded the public we weren’t some form of shadows moving money in the dark.We were real, and we knew what we were doing.Not like we cared.Politician, businessmen, and the lucky few who could afford this place moved around, laughing too loudly as they tried to network between swings.I didn’t care about that. But this was the perfect place to have a private conversation with my partners.My friends.Calder stood a few feet away, pretending to study some weird plant while speaking low enough that only we could hear.“So,” he started. “Do I really have to attend Valentina’s circus of a party tomorrow night?” He asked Lucian, who was leaning on his club like it was a cane.Then again, he customized the thing to make it look like a cane so maybe it was.Lucian’s dry reply came imm