All Chapters of Daddy Made Me Bad: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

STORY 1: DADDY’S PLUS SIZE ADDICTION•••NATALIEMy husband had not fucked me in three years.Today was our third wedding anniversary. Luca was finally coming home after a two-week business trip, and I was done waiting like dust on the nightstand.I was going to get him drunk, pull him into bed, and make him fuck me until he lost his mind. Because somewhere along the way, he’d stopped looking at me like his wife and started looking at me like the biggest mistake he’d ever made.It started one morning while we were having breakfast together. Luca looked me up and down with disgust, like I was something he’d scraped off his shoe.“You’re getting fat, Natalie!” He spat.The words punched the air right out of my lungs. I froze, my fork slipping from my fingers and clattering against the plate. That night, I cried until my eyes swelled shut, stood in front of the open fridge, and ate until the pain in my chest went numb.I promised myself I would eat less and lose weight. Then I ate. I swo

DADDY'S PLUS SIZE ADDICTION - 3~ ~ ~VINCENZO My question hung between us like a loaded gun.My gaze dragged over her soft curves. I’d fantasized about that body more times than I cared to admit. I’d jerked my cock imagining it down Natalie’s throat, filling every hole in her body.Natalie was my son’s wife. The woman I was supposed to see as family. The one woman I had no goddamn right to want.I should’ve felt guilty. Anything but the godforsaken throbbing in my pants and the savage hunger clawing at my insides like a starving beast.What kind of sick bastard looked at his own son’s wife and wanted to bury himself inside her?Me.I knew exactly how twisted and depraved it was. I simply didn’t give a damn.She lay beneath me, trembling, her tight cunt squeezing my fingers “I asked you a fucking question, Natalie. When was the last time my son actually put his hands on you?”“The day we got married.” Her answer came out in a ragged stutter.Liar.Fucking liar!I knew my son. I mad

DADDY'S PLUS SIZE ADDICTION - 5~ ~ ~NATALIEMy eyes stayed locked on the lipstick stain. I curled my fingers into tight fists as one ugly emotion crashed into the next.Betrayal.Jealousy.Rage.Who the hell was she?I had always suspected Luca was cheating. The late nights. The endless business trips. The way he barely touched me anymore.But suspicion was one thing.A lipstick stain on his shirt was another.Whose lipstick is that?The question burned at the back of my throat, but I already knew how this would go.Luca would snap, I’d get flustered, and somehow I’d end up apologizing for having the nerve to ask.So I did what I always did.I swallowed it.Another question buried with all the others I’d been too afraid to ask.Luca had already reached the foot of the staircase when I finally forced my voice past the knot in my throat.“Your father’s coming over for dinner.”He stopped.One hand tightened around the polished wooden banister before he slowly turned his head.“What?”“

DADDY'S PLUS SIZE ADDICTION - ( 7 )~ ~ ~ VINCENZO• FEAR.In my world, fear was power. Respect came with it, but fear was what kept men in line. I’d clawed my way to the top through blood, violence, and a reputation that made men think twice before crossing me. Other men’s blood had bought my name. Enemies who thought they could challenge me had learned too late that I never made empty threats.I’d never been afraid of much. Men had pointed guns at my head and lived to regret it. I’d sat across from men who wanted me dead and never once let them see me flinch.Yet, none of that had prepared me for Natalie shrinking away from me.SHE WAS AFRAID OF ME.“Do I scare you, princess?”She blinked. A tear slipped down her cheek.Something inside me cracked.I crossed the space between us before I could think better of it and cupped her face in both hands. My thumb caught the tear before it reached her jaw.“Look at me.”Her eyes lifted to mine.Green.Green as hell.I’d looked at this wom

DADDY'S PLUS-SIZE OBSESSION - (9)•NATALIE •“Natalie? Is that you?”Fear flooded my lungs so fast I forgot how to breathe.“Shit!”The curse slipped out before I could stop it.Warm, sticky cum still dripped down my thighs as I scrambled off the marble table, nearly losing my balance. I yanked my dress back into place and smoothed the rumpled silk over my thighs with shaking hands, as though fixing the fabric could somehow undo the last few minutes.My hair was worse. Loose strands clung to my face and neck, and I shoved them back, but my fingers were shaking too badly to do much with them.Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!My throat had gone dry, and my heart hammered so hard against my ribs that I could barely hear anything else.Vincenzo looked nothing like I felt.He simply wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and turned towards the doorway, completely unbothered. A faint smear of my arousal still glistened on his lower lip.The overturned bowl lay beside the table, fruit scattered across