บททั้งหมดของ Yes, Daddies: Submitting to the four brothers.: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

MARIAN.My hands shake as I stand in the kitchen and draw in a sharp breath, the clock on the wall ticking past midnight like it’s mocking me. The house feels colder now, and I pull open the fridge, scanning for something quick, something that won’t take forever because my body is screaming for rest.My pussy is still sore even though the brothers had taken extra care to make sure that I was comfortable. I’d slept for five hours back in their house, but my body still needs more.Finally, I settled on scrambled eggs, soft, fluffy, whisked with a splash of milk, and I paired it with warm toast sliced thin and a simple bowl of oatmeal, creamy and mild with just a hint of honey.Nothing overly fancy. Nothing that could upset his stomach after everything he’s been through with those injuries.My fingers move on autopilot, the pan heating with a soft sizzle as I stir the eggs gently, the steam rising. The aroma is comforting, but my chest stays tight, that lingering warmth from the brothers

MARIAN. My hands shake as I stand in the kitchen and draw in a sharp breath, the clock on the wall ticking past midnight like it’s mocking me. The house feels colder now, and I pull open the fridge, scanning for something quick, something that won’t take forever because my body is screaming for rest. My pussy is still sore even though the brothers had taken extra care to make sure that I was comfortable. I’d slept for five hours back in their house, but my body still needs more. Finally, I settled on scrambled eggs, soft, fluffy, whisked with a splash of milk, and I paired it with warm toast sliced thin and a simple bowl of oatmeal, creamy and mild with just a hint of honey. Nothing overly fancy. Nothing that could upset his stomach after everything he’s been through with those injuries. My fingers move on autopilot, the pan heating with a soft sizzle as I stir the eggs gently, the steam rising. The aroma is comforting, but my chest stays tight, that lingering warmth from the bro

MARIAN.I hang up the phone and release a long, shaky sigh. The silence that follows feels different—cleaner. I don’t feel as though I’m carrying a heavy weight on my shoulder, I don’t feel like bawling my eyes out in the silence because there’s no one here.Instead, I let a small smile play out on my face as I take a couple more breaths in and out. My heart feels full, and the more I replay my lawyer’s conversation in my head, the more I feel like I have a chance.“Finally.” I mutter into the quiet office. Peace settles into my chest like warm honey, slow and thick, and the quiet certainty that I might actually win this war against Malcolm makes it sweeter. All I have to do is make sure I follow the lawyer’s instructions. If Malcolm is blindsided, then my victory will feel even better. God, I can’t wait for all of this to be over. I can’t wait to divorce him and not lose every single thing I worked so hard for.I think about how disappointed twenty-five years old me would be, but th

MARIAN.“What?” I scowl at them, the heat already climbing my neck even as my stomach gives another embarrassing growl, can it just shut up already?“Why the hell would I want any of you to carry me when I can walk in on my own two legs?” I ask, looking from Zephyr to Zayden to Aeron, and then to Tristan, who I just know will have an answer to the question.Quite frankly, all of them seem to always have an answer to my question. Sometimes it feels as though they’d rehearsed everything I’m going to ask them and then the response they’ll give.Tristan’s amber eyes spark with mischief, that soft-looking smile turning a little wicked, and it still manages to make my stomach heat up. “Because you’re tired, bunny.” He says, and I roll my eyes as I shake my head.“We thought you might want to indulge in a little… Dreadmoor loving. Trust me, it’s perfect. It’s just the thing you need.” He adds, and honestly, I have never seen such grown men act like a child before.All four of them command ro

MARIAN. My heart has never been this full, the smile on my face feels as though it has finally found a permanent place to stay, and I can’t help the butterflies that swarm my stomach as I watch. When I looked back at the brothers, it had taken everything I had in me to not go back and tell them to take me with them. I shake my head, I know they’re still behind me, and I know they won’t leave until I’m inside. Taking in a deep breath. “You can do this, Marian.” I say to myself as I place my hand on the door knob, daring to actually go in even though every cell in my body is screaming for me to… well, not. “It’s just Malcolm, and he’s in bandages and crutches, you also told him you were going to be late.” I say to myself, prepping myself mentally. “Deep breaths.” I add, and do exactly as I say. After a few quick deep breaths in and out, I eventually turn the knob, and make my way inside with the smile on my face completely disappearing. The second the front door clicks shut b