All Chapters of Billionaire Daddy and Son’s Nun Maid: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

IRISAs the words left his lips, his hand slowly traveled up from my waist, sliding over the fabric of my uniform until his thick palm cupped my breast. He squeezed the round flesh firmly."Ahhh..." a soft, breathless sound escaped the back of my throat before I could stop it.Eli’s eyes growled darkly, a smug smirk touching his lips as he stared at my flushed face. "I love it when you make those sounds for me, Iris."He squeezed again, his thumb rubbing roughly over the cover stiff peak of my nipple."Ohhh... mmnnn," another broken whimper tore from my mouth, my fingers instantly clutching the fabric of his pants for balance.I felt shameless and utterly helpless. I knew I should be fighting him, that I should be screaming for him to stop, but I just couldn't help myself. The pleasure was too much, too addictive.Eli suddenly leaned up, his lips brushing against my earlobe as he whispered, "I have a friend coming over to the estate today. Go back to your duties for now... but we will

IRISHis tongue skillfully twirled around the sensitive peak, his lips tightening hard around the flesh as he sucked and licked it like it was the most delicious treat he had ever tasted. At the same time, his other hand traveled up to my remaining breast. He cupped the weight firmly, squeezing it in his palm while his thumb rolled the nipple back and forth in a brutal, perfect rhythm.My hands flew back onto the flat, smooth surface of the desk, my fingers curling tightly and digging into the wood as I watched him devour my breast. The feeling was so intense it made me dizzy. I panted heavily, swallowing my moans, trying desperately to remain careful not to make a loud noise that could echo through the house.I arched my back even more, pressing my entire chest into his face, silently begging for more of the touch. Just when I thought my body couldn't handle another second of the heat, his mouth released the nipple. It was bright red, swollen, and shining with his saliva. He didn't g

IRIS"Do you also have trouble sleeping, Iris?"Savannah sneered, the words dripping with a cold, mocking sharpness. My breath hitched in my throat. It was the very first time she had ever used my actual name, rather than barking out 'maid' or 'the help' to get my attention.I forced myself to swallow, my heart beating violently against my ribs. Savannah stepped closer, her sharp eyes boring into my face, examining every inch of my features under the harsh kitchen light."You look incredibly flushed," she murmured, her eyes narrowing as she took in my ragged breathing. "Is the air conditioner in your room not working?""It’s... it’s nothing, Madam," I managed to say, forcing a small nod. I squeezed the edge of the counter behind my back, trying desperately to keep my voice flat and normal.I watched her closely, my mind spinning. She was acting completely untouched, pretending with absolute perfection that she hadn't been the one whimpering and moaning behind that back door just a min

IRISBefore I could fully digest Eli’s words, he gripped my wrist and dragged me out of the study. We moved swiftly to his private library. I watched in shock as he stepped toward the shelf and pressed a hidden button.A loud, low groan echoed through the room as a massive section of the library shelf slowly moved away, swinging open to reveal a dark passage. My mouth fell open in a perfect circle. Eli didn't give me a second to think, he guided me straight up a flight of hidden stone stairs. The moment my feet cleared the top step, the shelf clicked shut tightly behind us, locking us into the hidden space.He reached out in the dark, pressing another button. A second door swung open, and I let out a sharp gasp at the wideness and luxurious view before me. Everything in the room screamed his name. It was a grand bedroom. The lights overhead were a glaring, brilliant white, illuminating the massive space.Eli didn't waste a single second. He dragged me straight toward the center of the

IRISI watch him casually dropped his leather luggage onto the polished marble floor, the bags landing with a loud, echoing thud.He didn't look at Madam Paisley, and he didn't look at Savannah. Instead, his gaze swept across the room and locked instantly onto me."Well," the stranger murmured, his voice a smooth, low drawl as his eyes traveled deliberately down the front of my maid uniform and back up to my face. "Nobody told me the help in this house had gotten so exceptionally beautiful since my last visit. If I knew I’d be greeted by a face like yours, sweetheart, I would have come home months ago."The room instantly dropped to below freezing. The silence that followed his words was heavy, and suffocating.I froze, the empty silver tray trembling in my hands. I didn't dare to breathe. Right beside the couch, Savannah’s face contorted into an expression of malice. Her fake smile vanished into thin air, her fingernails digging so deeply into her designer purse that the leather groa