All Chapters of Daddy's filthy little pet : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

296 Chapters

What have I done?

Rae’s POVThe car door clicked shut behind me, sealing me into the passenger seat with a soft thud that felt louder than it should have. Killian slid into the driver’s side a second later, his presence filling the space—warm, familiar, like coming home. He started the engine, the low rumble vibrating through the seats, and glanced over at me with that small, reassuring smile that usually made everything feel okay.“You ready?” he asked, voice gentle.I nodded, forcing a smile back. “Yeah.”He reached over, squeezed my knee once—quick, affectionate—then pulled out of Zara’s parking lot. The city lights blurred past the window as we drove, streetlamps casting orange glows on the dashboard. The radio played low, some soft indie track I didn’t recognize, but I couldn’t focus on it. Couldn’t focus on anything.Because my mind was a storm.What did I do? The thought hit me first, sharp and accusing, like a slap I couldn’t dodge. Zara’s hands on my skin—soft, teasing, pinching my nipple u

Did I do something wrong?

Rae’s POVClimbing the stairs, I felt sick.Getting to my room, I changed into pajamas—his old T-shirt, soft shorts—trying to feel normal. Brushed my teeth, washed my face, stared at my reflection. My cheeks were still flushed, lips swollen from Zara’s kisses. I looked… guilty.I crawled into bed, pulled the covers up to my chin, and stared at the ceiling.My phone buzzed.Killian:You in your room? Everything okay?I stared at the screen, thumb hovering. Guilt twisted harder.Me:Yeah. Just tired. Going to sleep. Goodnight. Killian:Goodnight, babygirl. I love you. Dream of me.I stared at the words until they blurred.I love you too.I didn’t reply.I turned off the light, curled into a ball, and tried to sleep.~~~~I woke up in my own bed for the first time in what felt like forever.The sheets were cool and unfamiliar, too empty. No warm body pressed against my back, no heavy arm draped over my waist, no soft breathing against my neck. Just me, alone, staring at the ceiling wi

I'm jealous

Rae’s POVI couldn’t look at him. The guilt was suffocating, a weight on my chest that made it hard to breathe. My lip trembled, tears burning hot behind my eyes.“I—” My voice cracked, barely a whisper. “I can’t.”He stepped closer, hand sliding up to cup my cheek, thumb brushing away the first tear that escaped. “Babygirl… whatever it is, we’ll fix it. I promise. Just tell me.”The pet name broke something inside me. A sob tore out—quiet at first, then louder, heaving. I doubled over, hands fisting in his shirt, tears soaking the fabric.Killian pulled me into his arms immediately, one hand cradling the back of my head, the other rubbing slow circles on my back. He held me tight, chin resting on top of my head, rocking us gently.“Shh,” he murmured. “I’ve got you. I’m right here.”I cried harder—ugly, messy sobs that shook my whole body. He didn’t let go. He just held me, whispering soft nonsense into my hair—“It’s okay, baby. Whatever happened, it’s okay. I love you. I’m not goi

Are you still angry?

Rae’s POVI woke up to sunlight streaming through my bedroom curtains in thin, warm stripes. My body felt heavy, head fuzzy from crying myself to sleep, but the ache in my chest was worse than any hangover. For a split second, everything felt normal—until I reached out instinctively for Killian.My hand met empty sheets.Cold. Empty.He wasn’t there.My heart stuttered. I sat up fast, looking around the room like he might be hiding in the corner. The space beside me was untouched, pillow fluffed, no dent from his head. No warm body curled around mine. No soft breathing against my neck. Just me, alone in my childhood bed, the same bed I’d slept in since I was twelve.The memory of last night crashed back—hallway tears, his arms holding me while I sobbed about Zara, his quiet forgiveness, the way he’d carried me to bed and spooned me until I fell asleep. He’d kissed my hair, whispered “I love you, nothing changes that,” and held me like I was something precious.But now he was gone.

I'll never let you go

Rae’s POVSunlight slipped through the curtains in thin, golden threads, warming the sheets around us. I woke slowly, body heavy with sleep and the weight of last night’s tears. Killian was still spooning me—his arm heavy across my waist, hand splayed possessively over my stomach, face buried in the crook of my neck. His breath was warm and steady against my skin, deep and even, like he’d finally fallen into real rest after hours of holding me through my sobs.His heartbeat thumped against my back—slow, strong, familiar. I focused on it for a moment, letting the rhythm ground me. His warmth, his scent, sweet and manly, the way his fingers twitched slightly in sleep like he was still holding on even unconscious—it was all so him. So safe.And yet guilt flooded back instantly, cold and sharp, like ice water poured over my heart..I squeezed my eyes shut, breath hitching. I don’t deserve this. I didn’t deserve his arms around me, his forgiveness, his love. Not after what I’d done. Not

Caught Red-handed!!

Rae’s POVI was still curled against his chest, legs tangled with his, my head tucked under his chin, his heartbeat a steady drum beneath my ear. His arm was heavy around my waist, hand resting flat on my lower stomach—warm, protective, like he could shield me from my own thoughts.Killian stirred first.His hand flexed against my stomach—slow, gentle circles, thumb brushing the soft skin just below my navel. He pressed a lazy kiss to my forehead—lips lingering, warm and soft.“Morning, babygirl,” he murmured, voice still thick with sleep.I tilted my head up, meeting his eyes. They were soft, a little sleepy, but full of that same steady love from last night. No anger. No disgust. Just him.He leaned down, kissed my forehead again—slow, deliberate—then trailed his lips lower, brushing my temple, my cheek, the corner of my mouth.“You’re safe,” he whispered against my skin. “You’re still mine. Nothing changes that. I love you—every messy, beautiful part of you. Even the parts that ma

Please don't tell her!!

Rae’s POVKillian reacted first.He lunged forward, fast—pushing the door almost closed with his shoulder, blocking Mom’s view if she came up. His voice dropped to a harsh, urgent whisper.“Victor—don’t. Don’t say a word. Please. I beg of you.”Victor’s face twisted—disgust, betrayal, fury all at once. His mouth opened like he was about to shout, but Killian’s hand shot out, clamping over Victor’s mouth—not hard, but firm enough to silence him.Victor’s eyes blazed. He grabbed Killian’s wrist, trying to yank it away, but Killian held on, leaning in close.“Not now,” Killian hissed, voice barely audible. “Not in front of her. Please.”Victor’s chest heaved. For a second it looked like he might shove Killian back, might yell anyway. Then Mom’s voice came again—closer this time, at the bottom of the stairs.“Victor? Rae? You guys okay?”Victor froze.Killian slowly released his hand.Victor glared at him—pure venom—then turned toward the crack in the door. He forced his voice steady, no

Look at me sweetheart

Rae’s POVKillian’s arms were still locked around me, tight and unyielding, like he could physically hold the panic inside my chest from spilling out. My face was buried in his shirt, tears soaking the fabric in dark patches, breaths coming in short, hiccupping gasps. I felt small—tiny, fragile, like a child who’d broken something irreplaceable and was waiting for the punishment.He didn’t let go. Instead, one hand slid up to cradle the back of my head, fingers threading gently through my hair, while the other rubbed slow, firm circles between my shoulder blades. His chin rested on top of my head, lips brushing my hair every few seconds in soft, wordless kisses.“Shhh,” he whispered again, voice low and steady. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you, babygirl. You’re safe. You’re safe with me.”I whimpered, arms tightening around his waist, fingers clutching the back of his shirt like it was the only thing keeping me upright. My legs felt weak, knees trembling. He must have felt it—he shifte

Mum's Matchmaking?!

Rae’s POVLater that day, the house smelled like roasted garlic, fresh basil, and Mom’s signature tomato sauce—the kind she only made when she was feeling nostalgic. The table was set for four: Mom, Victor, Killian, and me. Candles flickered in the center, soft jazz played low from the speaker, and everything looked so perfectly normal it almost hurt.I sat across from Killian, trying to act like the girl who hadn’t spent the morning crying in his arms.Mom set the pasta bowl down with a flourish. “Dig in, everyone! I slaved over this sauce all afternoon.”Victor smiled—tight, polite—and passed the garlic bread. Killian served himself quietly, eyes flicking to me every few seconds, soft and searching. I kept my gaze on my plate, twirling spaghetti around my fork, appetite gone.We ate in relative silence at first, broken only by Mom’s cheerful chatter about the trip, Victor’s occasional grunts of agreement, and Killian’s murmured “This is good, Lisa.” Every time Killian spoke, Victo

Want a bite?

Rae’s POV“Thanks,” I said softly. “I’ve had… a lot on my mind lately. But tonight’s been nice.”He nodded, understanding flickering in his eyes. “Yeah. Sometimes you just need a night to breathe. No pressure, no expectations. Just music and decent company.”I tilted my head. “You’re good company.”He grinned—that dimple flashing again. “I try. But you’re making it easy.”We kept talking—music, he loved old-school hip-hop and indie rock, I confessed my secret obsession with 90s R&B ballads, favorite movies, he was a horror nerd, I loved psychological thrillers, worst date stories, his involved a girl who brought her pet parrot to dinner; mine involved a guy who talked about his ex the entire time.He laughed at my jokes—really laughed, head thrown back, hand slapping the table lightly. I found myself laughing too—real laughs, the kind that made my stomach hurt in a good way.“You’re funny,” he said at one point, shaking his head. “Like, actually funny. Not just polite-laugh funny.”I

...

7 8 9 10 11

...

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP