All Chapters of DELICIOUS TABOOS: DIG ME HARDER, DADDY : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

LAYLA'S POV"You are completely useless, Layla. Do you hear me? Absolutely useless.”My mother’s shrill, shrill voice vibrated through the tiny speaker of my phone so loudly that I had to hold the device a few inches away from my ear. I squeezed my eyes shut and pinched the bridge of my nose, feeling a sharp, familiar tension build right behind my eyes as her usual tirade washed over me."Look at your older brother," she continued, her tone dripping with sharp criticism before I could even catch my breath. "David is twenty-six and already a regional manager. He has a progressive life, a real career, and a clear future ahead of him. What do you have to show for yourself? You sit in that tiny apartment all day doing nothing while I waste my hard-earned money paying your rent.""Mom, I am actively applying everywhere—" I tried to interrupt, my voice trembling with rising frustration."Shut up. I do not want to hear your pathetic excuses anymore," she snapped, cutting me off instantly.

LAYLA'S POVMy heart was beating wildly in my chest as the secretary led me down the long, quiet hallway toward Zayne’s executive office. I had tried so hard to convince myself to walk away from this job, but my empty bank account and my mother’s cruel threats won the debate. I had even dressed exactly as he ordered, wearing a short, tight black skirt that hugged my hips."Is Mr. Bradford always this demanding?" I asked the secretary, trying to sound casual to calm my shaking nerves."Mr. Bradford is very strict, but he is the most brilliant CEO this company has ever had," the secretary replied with a polite smile. "He built this entire empire from nothing in just a few years. He is not the kind of man you want to keep waiting."The boy I knew in high school was timid and weak. The man sitting behind that desk was a completely different person.When the secretary opened the heavy oak door, Zayne was sitting at his massive desk, typing away on his laptop. He didn't even look up as we

LAYLA'S POVI scrambled backward on the leather sofa, my heart thumping against my ribs. My eyes were glued to his waist. His cock was massive, thick, and dark, with heavy veins running up to the swollen tip. Clear precum was already dripping onto his thigh as he slowly stroked himself."Layla," Zayne commanded softly, his dark eyes locked onto mine. "Come back here.""No," I gasped, shaking my head frantically as I pulled my knees up to my chest. "No, Zayne. Look at you. You are way too big. That is never going to fit inside me."Zayne chuckled low in his throat, a deep, rumbling sound. He didn't ask a second time. He simply reached out, grabbed my ankle in his firm grip, and dragged me back across the slick leather until my hips were resting right at the edge of the sofa.Before I could kick him away, he pressed the blunt, hot head of his shaft directly against my wet slit. "Ah..." A soft moan slipped past my lips against my will.He didn't push in. He just rubbed his broad tip up

LAYLA'S POVI stood in the center of his dimly lit office, staring up at the massive screen in complete shock. A breathless, nervous laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it."You are unbelievable, Zayne," I teased, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked up at his handsome face on the monitor. "You are so much dirtier than I ever imagined."Zayne chuckled low in his throat, a deep, rumbling sound that vibrated clearly through the office speakers. He slowly unbuttoned his top collar and pulled off his silk tie, tossing it carelessly onto his hotel bed in the background. He licked his lower lip, his dark eyes fixed on me through the camera lens."You haven't seen anything yet, Layla," Zayne purred smoothly. "Now stop talking and start taking off your clothes."A thrilling wave of electric heat rushed straight down between my legs. I liked where this was going. The absolute risk of standing completely naked in his corporate suite made my heart race wildly.I slowly unbuttoned my

HILLIAN'S POVThe leather seat of the luxury sedan felt cool against my back as the driver navigated the long highway. I looked out the window, watching the familiar trees and buildings pass by. It had been ten whole years since I left this place. After my mother died, everything fell apart. My father buried himself in his business, and the tension between us became so heavy that leaving for boarding school and staying away for college was the only choice that made sense to me. The only reason I was even returning now was because my father had practically begged me to come home for his big two year wedding anniversary party.My phone buzzed in my palm, breaking the silence in the car. I looked at the screen and saw my best friend Ron calling. I answered it immediately, putting the phone to my ear."Look who finally decided to come back to the city," Ron said through the speaker, his voice full of energy. "I still cannot believe you have been gone for ten years, Hillian. You missed o