All Chapters of DADDY’S PLEASURE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 38

Chapter 31: The tension in the house had become its own living thing thick, electric, and impossible to ignore. Every room felt like it held its breath whenever Alexander and I were in it together. Mom’s watchful eyes followed us more closely now, her questions laced with something sharper than simple curiosity. But the pull between us was stronger than the fear. It always won.This afternoon, Mom had left for a full day of meetings and shopping in the city. The moment her car cleared the gates, Alexander found me in the sunroom. He didn’t waste time with words. He simply pulled me up from the couch, backed me against the wall, and kissed me like he’d been starving for days.The kiss was intense from the start deep, hungry, all-consuming. His hands framed my face at first, then slid down my body, gripping my waist and pulling me flush against him. I moaned into his mouth, fingers tangling in his hair as I kissed him back just as desperately. Our bodies pressed together, heat building

The Taste of RiskThe family dinner with Alexander’s distant relatives was only two days away, and the house had taken on a new kind of energy polished surfaces, fresh flowers in every room, and Mom directing the staff like a conductor preparing for opening night. I helped where I could, choosing table settings and nodding along to her excitement, but my mind kept drifting to stolen moments and the man who had become the center of my secret world.Alexander found me in the upstairs hallway after lunch, when Mom was busy on a call with the caterer. He didn’t say anything just took my hand and pulled me into one of the guest rooms that wasn’t being used, closing the door behind us with a soft click.The kiss was immediate and electric. He backed me against the wall, hands framing my face as his mouth claimed mine with a hunger that made my knees weak. I kissed him back just as fiercely, fingers gripping his shirt as if I could pull him even closer. His body pressed into mine, hard and w

The Trap The text from Tyler had been sitting on my phone for two days like a live wire. One coffee. Just to talk. I can tell something’s wrong. Let me be there for you like I used to. I’d ignored the first few messages, but the guilt from our shared history and the fear that he might show up at the house unannounced finally pushed me to reply. Me: One coffee. Public place. Then we end this for good. I told Alexander I was going to the campus library to work on a project. He’d been in back-to-back meetings all morning, so he only sent a quick Be safe. Text me when you’re done. I hated lying to him, but I needed to close this chapter of my past without dragging it into the chaos of my present. The café near campus was busy, full of students and the smell of fresh espresso. Tyler was already there, looking exactly as I remembered easy smile, messy hair, the kind of boyish charm that used to make my heart flutter. We ordered drinks and sat at a corner table. At first, it was polit

The silence in my bedroom stretched like a live wire ready to snap. Mom stood frozen in the doorway, her coat still draped over her arm, eyes darting between me head still half on Alexander’s chest and him, sitting up slowly with his arm still loosely around my shoulders. The scene looked innocent enough on the surface: a stepfather comforting his stepdaughter after a traumatic day. But the air was thick with everything it wasn’t saying.“Alexander,” Mom said again, her voice quieter this time, but edged with confusion and something sharper underneath. “I came back early because I couldn’t stop worrying about Elara. But this… you’re in her bed. Holding her like…”She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence. Her gaze landed on me, searching. “Sweetheart? Are you alright? Did something else happen?”I sat up slowly, pulling the blanket higher around me, my heart hammering so hard I was sure they could both hear it. “I’m okay, Mom. Alexander stayed like you asked. I had a nightmare ab