All Chapters of Just One Night to Own Me, Daddies: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Calder zero

CALDERSay it. Say it.I wanted to hear her say the words.Janice’s fingers remained gentle but were still as efficient as she cleaned the cuts on my knuckles. The sting from the antiseptic mixed with the warmth of her touch, created this strange contrast that made my chest feel a bit tight. Everything Janice did made my chest tight. She hadn’t said much since letting me in, but her eyes kept flicking to the bruises on my face and the blood on my shirt.She had her own questions.“Janice,” I tried again, annoyance creeping in. I wasn’t interested in playing this game all night long.“I’ll tell you why I’m walking funny,” she finally said, not looking at me. Looking at anywhere but at me. “If you tell me why you were fighting. I never took you for a fighter.”There were so many things she did not know about me. She would know most eventually, though. All she had to do was ask.I didn’t even hesitate. “Deal.”She finished wrapping my hand and stepped back, crossing her arms. I could see

Knife play

CALDER“Knife play.”Janice’s eyes widened at my words. She was definitely straining those eye muscles more than necessary at this point. Wouldn’t that give her a headache or something?“Knife play?” she breathed, voice a mix of shock and something darker—curiosity? fear? arousal? all three at once? “What’s that?”“I’ll show you. Let’s go.”I plucked the knife I had been eyeing for some time now in the kitchen, keeping it behind me as we walked to the bedroom. The little limp she had was a bit more obvious now that she wasn’t trying to hide it. How she thought she could hide something like that was beyond me anyway.I locked the bedroom door with a soft click, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet apartment. From what I gathered, her sister’s room was at the other end, separated by the bathroom between them. There was no way we would wake her.“Be quiet, darling,” I murmured, stepping closer until I could feel the heat of her body. “Not a sound from you, okay? We wouldn’t want to expl

Valentina returns

CALDERI slept over.I slept on Janice’s tiny ass bed with her by my side. I had no idea how it happened. One minute we were talking about mundane things like what is her favorite color and what kind of food she loved, and the next thing was the first hint of dawn creeping through the curtains as I finally stirred.Janice was curled against my chest, breathing slow and deep, one leg thrown over mine like she didn’t want to let go of me, even in sleep. It made that organ in my chest flutter a bit, because I did not want to let go of her either. That cursed creature, Bandit, had claimed the pillow above her head at some point during the night and was purring like a tiny engine.When did he get here?Was he in the room when we… no, nope, I did not want to think about that single possibility at all.I lay there for a some time, just watching her. There were some faint bruises on her neck, already healing. Those must have been from Aiden. The thick fucker with all the rules fucked her alon

Mila in the hospital

AIDENThe silence in the house when I returned from the office to get a few things I forgot for my meeting this morning felt wrong. It was all manners of heaviness and sharpness.I had just stepped into the hallway leading to my bedroom when I saw her.My wonderful daughter, Mila.The one who thought she could do whatever she wanted, and get away with it because she was a Grant. I was the one who had to make sure she understood things doesn’t always work that way.She was standing right in front of my door, swaying slightly, a half-empty bottle of vodka dangling from her fingers. Her eyes were red-rimmed and glassy, her hair messy. She looked nothing like the composed young woman I had raised.This was the first time I had seen her in two days—since I had taken Janice to the car after that charged encounter in my office, still lost in that post-sex haze. Mila had been standing outside said office, looking like she was ready to burn the office to the ground. She had a bottle in hand th

An ultimatum

AIDEN“She’s a lot better now…”Calder and Lucian left two hours after they came, both making sure I promised to send any new updates to the group, which includes when she wakes up and if there’s any complications.“…you can go in now…”The hospital smelled like antiseptic and despair, despite it being one of the biggest in the state. Guess money wasn’t enough to get rid of all the gloom and tragedies. It just made it more expensive.“…she’s awake, Mr Grant.”Mila lay in the bed, pale and fragile, the white sheets making her look smaller than she had in years. Bandages peeked from beneath the gown where the knife had gone in. The doctors from earlier claimed she was stable now, but the image of her collapsing in my hands, with the blood blooming across her shirt, was burned into my mind.Definitely something I wouldn’t be forgetting in a long time. How did one even recover from seeing their child like that?I sat in the chair beside her bed, hands clasped tightly between my knees. I h

One last night

JANICEWe’d covered the table in printed sheets, our laptop screens, a pizza box, and empty coffee mugs that were once filled with hot cocoa. Aisha, Nancy and I had been at it for hours, narrowing down houses in Asheville, North Carolina—the town we had finally settled on after weeks of research.It checked every box: a good high school for Nancy with strong arts programs, decent job opportunities for me, especially since I already had a virtual interview lined up for a bookstore management position next week. It was a decent start. The rent there was affordable, though I would have to sell the car Calder gave to me and get something more practical. I had no reason to keep anything from here.Starting afresh meant starting afresh.Nancy looked over my shoulder, pointing at a cozy two-bedroom cottage with a small backyard. Our Realtor had wasted no time in sending me as much pictures as I needed. “This one has a garden! Oh, Bandit is going to love it. And look at the kitchen… it’s big

Accidents

JANICEMy finger hovered over the “Confirm Payment” button on the laptop screen.Finally, I’d gotten an apartment in Asheville that was perfect for all members of the family. Two bedrooms, a small garden for Bandit since that was needed, and a quiet neighborhood with other children around Nancy’s age. I had negotiated the rent down, paid the deposit, and was now one click away from making it official.One click away from a new life.I can protect you. We can protect you.Nancy was in her room packing some of her things, humming softly to herself. We still had a long way to go, but Aisha promised she would come later, after work, just to help Nancy and I. Everything was falling into place.Don’t leave, Janice.I took a deep breath and clicked. The screen flashed green. “Payment Successful. Welcome to your new home!”I stared at the confirmation email, waiting for that relief to wash over me. The note that I had taken control of my life and was doing the right thing. It never came. Inst

Weddings

LUCIANWhen I was younger, I loved weddings.It happened often enough in my world. People were always getting betrothed to one another to form better bonds and alliances. The American mafia wanted a bit of the Russian mafia, the Mexican mafia wanted a bit of the Italian mafia and vice versa.Same thing over and over again.I loved weddings because it gave me the opportunity to see my mother outside of the regulated visiting hours. I didn’t have a care in the world about the little monster she brought with her all the time. He was the lucky one for being able to escape our father and he treated it like I was the lucky one for being able to stay with the man.Pesky younger brothers. I hated them.The string quartet swelled into a soft, elegant melody as the bride entered the grand hall.She walked slowly down the long aisle, radiant in an ivory gown that flowed like liquid silk around her frame. Her hand rested gently on her uncle’s arm—with her father being indisposed. That was just a

Alexander Kane

LUCIANI watched my brother from across the crowded reception hall for a long time.He moved through the sea of tailored suits and glittering gowns with that familiar restless energy—laughing too loudly, clapping shoulders a little too hard, eyes constantly scanning for attention or trouble. The men here hated one another but everyone knew how unwise it would be to attack in such a place.My eyes found Elias again. He was a bit closer to me now.I tried to gauge whether he was drunk from his steps and words. The former was steady. The latter, from what I could overhear, were sharp and calculated. He wasn’t slurring at all.At least, that was a win.It would do me good not to approach him right now. Elias had enough sense not to get visibly drunk at the wedding of such an influential family. It simply made no sense.But when had my brother ever had any form of sense?I turned my attention to the man standing in front of me—Viktor Lang, a mid-level arms dealer with enough useful connect

Flashback three

LUCIANTHREE YEARS AGOThe sheets were still warm and tangled around our bodies, damp with sweat and the faint scent of roses from the garden outside my home. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the single bedside lamp and the moonlight slipping through the heavy curtains of the Graves estate.Aurelia lay beside me, her head resting on my chest, one leg thrown possessively over mine. Her dark hair spilled across my skin like ink, and her breathing was still slightly ragged from the moment we had just shared.This was the first time we were meeting each other in the last five years.Aurelia Romano was a free spirit. She didn’t want to be confined to one place and I didn’t want to break her. Not the way father wanted or the rest of the family.Mother said it was better this way, but she raised Elias, so did I really want to take advice from that woman?Well, yes.Aurelia traced lazy circles on my abdomen with her fingertip, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips.“Fuck,

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