All Chapters of Her First Time With Daddy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 28

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Chapter Twenty-One

Ava’s POVI was still sitting by the pool when my phone started ringing.The sound cut through the quiet afternoon air and made me flinch. For a second I considered ignoring it. Then I saw the name on the screen and the decision was made for me.Sybil.I answered the video call before I could talk myself out of it. Her face appeared almost immediately, framed by the familiar light of her kitchen. She looked the same as always—practical, composed, with the soft smile she wore when she was genuinely glad to see me.“There you are,” she said. “I was beginning to think you had forgotten how to answer your phone.”I managed a small laugh and shifted so the camera caught less of the pool behind me. “Sorry. I was outside.”“Outside is good. Fresh air is good.” She tilted her head, studying me through the screen. “How are you feeling over there?”The question was simple. The honest answer was not. I could still feel the leftover tension from the car ride, the weight of Corren’s silence at lun

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Chapter Twenty-Two

Corren’s POVThe call from the front desk came at 11:20 a.m.I was in the middle of reviewing the revised coastal documents Ellison had sent over when the intercom on my desk buzzed. The receptionist’s voice was carefully neutral.“Mr. Corren, your father and Mrs. Corren are here. They’re asking to see you.”I did not answer immediately. My hand remained still on the page I had been reading. The name alone was enough to tighten something old and cold behind my ribs. I had not seen either of them in nearly three years. That distance had been deliberate.“Send them up,” I said at last.I did not stand when the office door opened. I did not rise from my chair or offer any greeting. My father entered first—still tall, still carrying the same rigid posture he had used to command rooms when I was a boy, though age had thinned his shoulders and silvered what remained of his hair. Behind him came the woman. My stepmother. The same polished composure, the same careful arrangement of jewelry an

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Chapter Twenty-Three

Ava’s POVI went inside my room not happy that we didn’t say anything and also happy that I am resuming school tomorrow.The door closed behind me with a soft click that felt louder than it should have. I stood still for a moment in the middle of the large bedroom, the silence of the west wing settling around me again. Dinner had ended without a single real exchange. Corren had eaten, stood, and left. No glance that lasted longer than a second. No instruction beyond the final one about school. The distance he had placed between us sat in my chest like something solid. I disliked it more than I wanted to admit.At the same time, tomorrow was real. School. A driver. A schedule that would take me outside these walls for the first time since I had arrived. The thought sent a thin current of nervous energy through me. I didn’t know how the school would be in this place—whether the other students would look at me and see someone ordinary or someone who arrived each morning from a private es

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Chapter Twenty-Four

Ava’s POVI went back inside my room with the coffee still warm in my hands and the maid’s frightened voice still clear in my ears.The realization from the kitchen followed me like a second shadow. Corren did not need to be standing in the doorway to enforce his rules. The entire household already moved according to them. Even the simple act of making coffee before sunrise had been enough to put someone else’s job at risk. I set the cup down on the table by the window and stood there for a moment longer, looking out at the gardens without really seeing them. The power he held was no longer abstract. It was in the walls, in the staff, in the quiet fear that lived under every polite interaction.I pushed the thought aside as best I could and walked into the bathroom.The water ran hot. I stepped under the spray and let it pour over my shoulders and down my back, hoping it would loosen the tight feeling in my chest. It only partially worked. My mind kept moving between the day ahead and

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Chapter Twenty-Five

Ava’s POVI stood still for a moment after the car pulled away and simply looked at the school.It was no ordinary school. The main building rose in clean lines of glass and pale stone, the kind of architecture that belonged more to a private corporate campus than a place of classrooms. Wide steps led up to a set of heavy glass doors. Perfectly maintained lawns stretched on either side, and a row of expensive cars sat in the student parking area beyond the main walkway. Even the air felt different—quiet, polished, and carefully controlled.As I walked toward the entrance I began to hear the conversations around me. Two girls near the steps were comparing summer trips—one to the Amalfi Coast, the other to a private island I had only ever seen in magazines. A boy in a tailored jacket laughed about his father’s new jet and the crew that came with it. Someone else mentioned a charity gala where the cheapest table cost more than most people’s monthly rent. The comments were casual, almost

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Chapter Twenty-Six

Ava’s POV“Yes,” I said.The word left my mouth before I could fully consider it. He set his tray down across from me and sat with easy confidence, as if the invitation had never been in doubt. Close up, the resemblance to the young man from the courtyard settled more firmly into place. The same clean features, the same polished ease. Whether he was exactly Sebastian Langford or only someone who moved in the same circles, he carried the same atmosphere of money that never had to introduce itself.“I’m Ava,” I said, because silence felt more dangerous than politeness.“I know.” He smiled slightly. “You introduced yourself in class. I’m the one who didn’t.” He offered his name a moment later—clear, unhurried—and then asked what had brought me to the program mid-term. I gave the simplest version I could manage: a change in living situation, a decision to return to classes. He listened without interrupting, eyes steady on my face in a way that made my pulse jump once before I controlled i

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Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ava’s POV“It was cool,” I said.The words came out softer than I intended. Corren’s eyes remained on me through the rearview mirror for a moment longer before he looked back at the road. He did not ask further questions. The silence that followed was heavy but not empty; it carried the weight of everything he had not yet decided to say. I sat with my bag on my lap, the navy dress still neat from the day, and tried not to think about the young man in the cafeteria or the way my pulse had reacted to ordinary attention. The closer the car drew to the estate, the more those thoughts were replaced by the familiar tension that always arrived when Corren’s presence filled the space around me.The gates opened. The car moved up the long drive and stopped at the front entrance. Corren stepped out first, then came around and opened my door himself. His hand settled at the small of my back as he guided me inside—not roughly, but with the same quiet ownership he always used. The staff remained i

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Chapter Twenty-Eight

Ava’s POVThat night I slept like a baby.For the first time in quite a while, my body gave in completely. The exhaustion from the day—the school, the cafeteria conversation, the drive home, the way Corren had carried me and taken me in his room—pulled me under as soon as my head touched the pillow. No restless turning. No half-awake thoughts circling the same conflicts. Just deep, unbroken sleep that lasted until the sound of my bedroom door opening cut through it.“Small madam, you are late to school.”The maid’s voice was urgent but carefully controlled. I sat up fast, heart already racing, and looked at the time on my phone. She was right. I had overslept by nearly forty minutes. The calm of the night before vanished in an instant.I threw the covers aside and moved quickly. In the bathroom I brushed my teeth in hurried strokes, splashed water on my face, and ran a comb through my hair with little concern for neatness. There was no time for the careful preparation of the previous

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