All Chapters of DADDY’S DIRTY SECRET: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 3: Promotion and Intense Gazes The extraordinary kindness from Fred had become the rhythm of my days at Apex Innovations. Every morning latte, every thoughtful ride home, and every light workload made me feel cherished in a way that both warmed and confused me. One crisp Thursday morning, I arrived at my desk to find not only the usual oat milk latte but also a beautiful bouquet of white lilies. A small card rested against the vase: “For the woman who makes every day brighter. Fred.” I touched the petals gently, my heart fluttering. “Fred, you are going to spoil me beyond repair,” I murmured to myself with a smile. He appeared at my desk shortly after, looking sharp in a navy suit that accentuated his broad shoulders. “Good morning, Vivian. Did you like the flowers?” I stood up quickly, smoothing my fitted cream blouse. “Fred, they are absolutely stunning. You did not have to do this. Thank you so much. But really, what is the occasion? I feel like I am receiving princes

Chapter 5: The First Kiss I barely slept after running out of Fred’s office. All night, my mind replayed the moment his hand cupped my breast, the way my body had arched toward him, and how dangerously close I had come to moaning his name aloud. “Fred…” I whispered into the darkness of my bedroom, touching the same spot on my blouse where his fingers had been. The memory sent fresh heat through me. “What am I doing? He is my boss. He wants me. And God help me, I think I want him too.” I tossed and turned, imagining his hands exploring further, his deep voice whispering my name. By morning, I was exhausted but buzzing with nervous energy. I arrived at the office almost an hour late, my heart pounding as I stepped out of the elevator. I had deliberately taken my time, half expecting Fred to be furious about both my sudden departure last night and my tardiness today. “He is going to fire me,” I muttered to myself while fixing my hair in the reflective elevator doors. “Or at least lec

Chapter 7: Don’t Leave Me Please The knock at the door made us freeze, our bodies still tangled on the sofa, clothes half-undone. Fred’s shirt was open, my dress bunched around my waist, his hands still possessively on my skin. My heart hammered wildly. “Fred, who is that?” I whispered, panic rising in my voice. “We should stop. What if it is someone from the office?” Before he could answer, the door opened. A graceful woman in her early sixties stepped inside, elegant in a cream blouse and pearls. Fred’s mother. Her eyes widened slightly as she took in the scene me on his lap, my breasts nearly exposed, his hands gripping my hips. I tried to cover myself, mortified. “Oh my God, I am so sorry,” I stammered, attempting to pull my dress up. “Mrs… I did not know anyone was coming. We were just… this is not what it looks like. I should go.” Fred tensed beneath me, his arms tightening protectively around my waist. “Mother, this is not the best time. Can you give us a moment?” To my a

Chapter 2: Truth or Dare The whiskey was hitting harder now, warming my veins and loosening my tongue. We had moved from the couch to the floor, sitting in a loose triangle on the soft rug. Empty glasses sat forgotten on the coffee table. Ronan leaned back against the couch, legs stretched out, while Soren spun an empty bottle between his fingers like a weapon. “Alright, enough talking shit,” Soren said with a wicked grin. “Let’s play Truth or Dare. Real version. No kid stuff.” I laughed, already feeling the buzz. “You two are dangerous when you’re bored. Last time we played this, I ended up streaking down the hallway in the dorms.” Ronan’s green eyes sparkled with mischief. “And you looked fucking incredible doing it. So… you in, Liora?” I shrugged, trying to appear casual even as my heart raced. “Fine. But I’m not running naked anywhere tonight.” Soren went first. The bottle spun and landed on Ronan. “Truth or dare?” Soren asked. “Dare,” Ronan replied without hesitation.

Chapter 4: The Threesome I was still shaking from my first orgasm when Ronan flipped me onto my back and spread my legs wide. His green eyes were almost black with lust as he positioned his thick cock at my entrance. “Beg for it,” he growled, rubbing the swollen head up and down my dripping pussy. “Please, Ronan,” I moaned desperately. “Fuck me hard. I need you deep.” He thrust into me in one powerful stroke, burying himself to the hilt. I screamed, my back arching off the bed. He was so big, stretching my walls perfectly. “Fuck, Liora! Your pussy is gripping me so tight,” Ronan groaned, starting to pound into me with deep, brutal strokes. The sound of his hips slapping against mine filled the room. Soren knelt beside my head, stroking his cock. “Open your mouth, baby. Take us both.” I turned my head and eagerly sucked him in, moaning around his thickness while Ronan fucked me senseless. Soren gripped my hair, thrusting gently into my throat. “Look at our greedy girl,” Soren