บททั้งหมดของ Pop My Cherry Daddy!: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

POP MY CHEERY DADDY. Chapter 71. Author’s Pov. Isabella’s eyes sprinkled with tears as the words melted into her, almost washing off the hours of pain from her head, but she could not allow herself to belive him. All of this? They were mere lies. The way he had swung her into his arms trying to hug her? They felt comforting but her aching heart could not help but see it was a means to wash all of this moment off her head. Before she could say another word, Ignazio came in again, with a soft tender voice. “I love you so much, Bella. I have loved you desperately from the moment I saw you, I was just unsure of your feelings towards me.”Isabella shut her eyes tight, staring up at the ceiling and blacking back the layers of multiple tears. Damn it! These were the words that she had yearned to hear from him, these were the words that she had desperately wanted to hear him say but…. But they came at the wrong time and even though he sounded extremely truthful, her heart was torn between

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 73. Author’s Pov. A knot in Isabella’s stomach tightened and she felt the invasion of goosebumps across her skin. “I brought some clothes shoes and a bag for you and….” he continued to say but Isabella gripped his wrist, shutting him up. He stared back at her, passionately. His eyes never ever missed the sparks. “Are you okay?”“Yes. But…..” Ignazio pulse thundered against his ribcage, but he remain still and only looked closely, trying to observe what she was going to say. “But I don't want to step out. I want to be here, with you, in your arms.” Ignazio’s heart melted. His eyes brightened and he smiled, softly. Silence settled in for some minutes while Ignazio just held onto her palm, caressing it softly while staring into her eyes. “You know I had prayed for today. The is a day where I get to tell you about my feelings. How much I love you and how much you mean the world to me. A nerve in me kept urging me to take things drastically so somethi

Isabella’s hand sneaked to the back of Ignazio’s head, cupping his neck into her palm and pressing her heavy tits against his chest, her lips parting gently and yielding onto him. Ignazio’s cock kicked at the effect that her action caused. He motioned his head sideways and deepened the kiss, his bare palm, moving around her bare back slowly and steadily and she shuddered under his touch. Ignazio pulled away from the kiss, his breath ragged and uneven. “On your knees.” He commanded with a heavy breath and his eyes followed Isabella as she dropped down to her knees, like Daddy’s good girl—like the little slut that he desired her to be. He stared down at Isabella who knelt so obediently and stared up at him, ready to take his command. Ignazio moved a hand to her face and cupped her cheeks gently. “You are such a needy slut. My needy slut.” He mumbled and his cock made a forceful throb in acknowledgment of his words. Isabella stared down at his clothed cock and her walls tig

POP MY CHERRY DADDY. Chapter 77Ignazio sat in the dimly lit room, his hand tapping gently on the table, while he stared at Dylan who sat directly opposite him. “Do you like everything? I mean the work done here.” Ignazio’s eyes scanned the room. He grabbed the glass cup that rested on the table his finger was constantly drumming on.“Pass me the wine,” Ignazio whispered. A whisper that was enough to pass his command to the gentleman who stood behind him. The man bowed, taking a step backward. He reached for one wine that rested on the bar side of the dimly lit room. “My lord.” He bowed, dropped the wine on the table, and proceeded to open it. Ignazio took his gaze from the man, back to Dylan. “The work here is beautiful. I like it.” He finally comments.A smile crept in at the sides of Dylan’s lips “ I am glad you love the work. I took my time out to supervise it and I am glad you love it.”Silence stepped in and Ignazio reached to the glass cup on the table. He raised the cup

Isabella stared at Ignazio for longer than 30 seconds. She could tell that everything was not fine because the look on his face switched faster than a remark from the face of a person who was ready to bid final goodbyes. “Are you okay?” Isabella inquired her face contorted into a worrisome bowl as she took a step closer to Ignazio, almost disappearing into him. Ignazio grip on his phone loosened, finally sparing the helpless phone some minutes of suffocation. He stared down at Isabella, wearing an obvious fake smile. “I am fine.” He mouthed caressing her right cheek with his right thumb. Relaying the news to her was the last thing he wanted to do. It was her last day at finals and he wanted every moment to be worth it for her. Isabella looked closely Into his eyes as if she were trying to search for what worried him. “You do not seem fine, Nazio. Please talk to me.”Ignazio pulled her head closer, dropping a gentle kiss on her forehead. “Something happened back at the office and t