Todos los capítulos de Ruthless Daddy; His Bratty Little Girl : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

DaphneThe house hasn't changed since the last time I stood on this porch. Same brick, same hedges trimmed into perfect little rectangles, same brass knocker my mother picked out at some antique shop when I was seven and thought it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.I promised myself I’d never set foot in this house again after my dad chose his mistress and her daughter over his own children.But my brother needs money for his surgery, and I’ll crawl and beg if that’s what it takes to get the money from them.So I let myself in without knocking.It’s still legally half mine, no matter what anyone in this house wants to believe.Veronica's in the living room when I walk in, perched on the good armchair like she's holding court, one leg crossed over the other, a mug of something steaming in her hand. She looks up, and her mouth curls into the exact expression I came here braced for."And what is a stray dog doing in my house?""This is also my house." My voice comes out

DaphneI yank my hand free from Julian's grip and slap him across the face before I've fully decided to do it.The sound cracks through the room. Veronica actually gasps out loud. My dad looks shocked, his jaw jutted."You're dead, Daphne Parker," Bianca says, looking thrilled at the thought that Julian might slit my throat for daring to touch him.His men move at once, closing in a step, and Julian lifts one hand without even looking at them, and they stop like they've hit a wall."But boss." One of them, the one I recognize from his hallway that first morning, doesn't lower his guard. "She just hit you."Julian laughs, short and low, rubbing his jaw like he's almost impressed with himself for taking it. "You've got a lot of guts, little girl." His eyes stay on mine, dark and unreadable. "I like that. I like that a lot in a woman.""Daphne." My father's voice cracks with something between fury and terror. "Do you have any idea who you just hit? Do you have a death wish?"Of c

Daphne"How would you like your punishment?" he asks.I'm still stunned by the question when he tosses me over the desk with almost no effort at all, already working my jeans down, the button snapping loose under the force of it as he drags the fabric to my knees.I'm wearing old pink cotton panties, nothing like the lace set I bought myself a few weeks ago, and heat floods my face at the thought of him seeing them, which is an absurd thing to be embarrassed about considering everything else currently happening.His palm cracks against my ass before I can think about it further.I jolt, a startled sound tearing out of me, and apparently that isn't enough for him, because his fingers hook into the waistband of my panties and tear the fabric clean off. Cool air wafts through my bare ass.Julian wraps his hand around the back of my neck, pinning me against the cold, hard surface.His palm cracks down again, on bare skin this time, and the sting shoots straight through me, a groan

DaphneJulian lines himself up and pushes into me in one long, unbroken slide, and the stretch of him steals the air straight out of my lungs. I’m still facing him, legs wrapped around his waist, my back against the cool surface of the desk, and there’s nowhere to look except at him, at the way his jaw tightens as he seats himself fully inside me.“Fuck.” The word comes out rough, almost reverent. “You feel unbelievable.”He doesn’t ease into a rhythm slowly. He pulls back and slams into me again, hard, and my whole body jolts with the force of it, a moan tearing out of me before I can stop it. He keeps going, deep, punishing strokes that have the desk creaking under us with every thrust, his hands braced on either side of my head, his eyes locked on mine the entire time like he refuses to let me look away.My body tenses and locks up, bracing for another release building fast enough to steal my breath. I tear my mouth away from his and bite my lip to keep from crying out. I push

Daphne"You will marry him."My father says it like a verdict, standing in the middle of the living room like he still has the authority to hand down orders in this house. "Or this family will be destroyed. You have no idea what I owe that man."I shrug nonchalantly, suddenly finding my footing and feeling like a savior. That’s the exact power Julian Macini handed me before stepping out of this doors with his men fourty minutes ago. "How is that my business?""Cut the crap." Veronica's voice snaps like a whip. "Stop acting high and mighty. You still need us, Daphne. You need money for your brother. Don't pretend you don't.""If I were you, Veronica, I'd be on my knees right now begging me for help." I let the words land slow, watching her face shift. "Because the luxury you're currently drowning in is sitting entirely in my hands. One word from me, and Julian burns this house to the ground with all three of you still standing in it."She rolls her eyes away, but I catch the wa