All Chapters of Crave Me,Daddy's Good Girl: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Mother vs Father

Chapter 22: Mother vs FatherThe elevator dinged like a warning bell.I stood just inside the bedroom doorway, wrapped in Damien’s black silk robe, my hair still messy from his hands and my body still marked by his claim. My heart hammered against my ribs as the sound of sharp heels clicked across the marble floor of the penthouse.Elena Voss had arrived.Damien stood in the living room like a king defending his territory — tall, imposing, sleeves rolled up, exuding raw power. He hadn’t bothered to put on more clothes. He wanted her to see exactly what we had been doing.“Elena,” he said, voice cold and flat. “You weren’t invited.”I peeked from the doorway, unable to stay hidden. Elena Voss was stunning in a terrifying way — elegant cream pantsuit, perfectly styled blonde hair, and eyes sharp enough to cut glass. When her gaze landed on me, her expression twisted with disgust.“So it’s true,” she sneered, look

The USB

Chapter 23: The USBThe penthouse was quiet except for the low hum of the city far below.Damien had stepped into his office to take an urgent call from his legal team about the escalating scandal. He’d kissed my forehead before leaving, telling me to rest. But rest was impossible.The small black USB drive Elena had left on the coffee table seemed to pulse with malevolent energy. It sat there like a dare. A warning. A loaded gun pointed straight at the fragile trust I had built with Damien.I stared at it for nearly twenty minutes, heart hammering.*Don’t do it,* one voice whispered. *You need to know,* another answered.In the end, curiosity — and fear — won.I picked up the drive with shaking fingers and slipped into the guest bedroom, closing the door softly behind me. I didn’t want Damien to catch me. Not yet.I plugged the USB into my laptop and held my breath as the folder opened.There wer

The Confession

Chapter 24: The ConfessionThe USB drive lay on the bedside table like a live grenade.I hadn’t touched it again after Damien caught me. I couldn’t. The images and recordings were burned into my mind — cold, ruthless versions of the man who now held me like I was the only thing anchoring him to this world.We lay in bed, naked and tangled together. The city lights twinkled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting soft shadows across Damien’s powerful chest. His fingers traced slow, soothing patterns on my bare back, but I could feel the tension in every muscle.“You said there was something worse,” I whispered into the darkness. “Tell me.”Damien was quiet for a long moment. Then he exhaled heavily and rolled us so I was lying on top of him, my cheek pressed to his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.“I wasn’t always like this,” he began, voice low and rough. “I grew up with nothing. My father lo

The Lie

Chapter 25: The LieI couldn’t breathe.The hospital report glowed on my phone screen like evidence from a crime scene. Multiple pages. Official stamps. Doctor signatures. All confirming what I had suspected but never fully believed.Bianca Lang’s “heart condition” was fake.Completely fabricated for years.I read the final note again, my hands shaking so badly the screen blurred:**“Patient admits fabricating cardiac symptoms for emotional leverage and attention in personal relationships. No underlying condition found.”**All those times Alex had dropped everything to run to her. All the canceled dates. All the moments I had felt invisible because “Bianca might have an episode.” Every tear, every dramatic cough, every guilt trip — it was all a lie.And I had nearly drowned because of it.Rage, hot and blinding, surged through me. I grabbed my bag and headed for the door before I could talk myself

Blood Money

Chapter 26: Blood MoneyThe words wouldn’t stop echoing in my head.*“He paid me, Isla. After the pool party. My father paid me a lot of money to stay away from you.”*I stormed into the penthouse like a hurricane, the elevator doors barely opening before I was moving. My hands were shaking. My chest felt like it was being crushed. The confrontation with Bianca and Alex had already shattered something inside me, but this?This was the final blow.Damien was in his study, standing by the windows overlooking the glittering city, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He turned the moment I entered, sensing the storm before I even spoke.“Isla,” he said carefully, setting the glass down. “What happened?”I slammed the door behind me. The sound cracked through the room like a gunshot.“Did you pay him?” My voice came out raw, trembling with rage and heartbreak. “Did you pay Alex to stay away from me?”Da

Positive

Chapter 28: PositiveThree pink lines stared back at me.I sat on the cold tile floor of Mia’s bathroom, surrounded by five different pregnancy tests — all positive. The cheap ones, the expensive digital ones, even the early detection strips. Every single one screamed the same truth.I was pregnant.My hands shook so violently I dropped the last test. It clattered on the floor beside the others, the word “Pregnant” glowing mockingly on the digital screen.“Oh God…” I whispered, pressing a hand to my mouth.The timing was a nightmare.I had been with Alex the night before the pool party — quick, unsatisfying sex that I’d regretted immediately. Then Damien… multiple times, raw, deep, claiming me over and over again after the gala. There was no way to know for sure whose baby this was.Tears blurred my vision. I hugged my knees to my chest, rocking slightly as panic crashed over me in waves.What if i

Running

Chapter 27: RunningI didn’t know where else to go.The cab dropped me off in front of Mia’s modest apartment building at nearly midnight. My eyes were swollen from crying, my legs still shaky from Damien’s claiming, and my heart felt like it had been ripped out and stomped on.I knocked on her door with trembling hands.Mia opened it wearing an oversized t-shirt, her hair in a messy bun. The moment she saw my face, she pulled me inside without a word and locked the door.“Oh, honey…” She wrapped me in a tight hug. I broke down instantly, sobbing into her shoulder like a child.She guided me to the couch, wrapped a blanket around me, and made me hot chocolate with extra marshmallows — the way we used to do during our worst breakups in college. Except this wasn’t a breakup.This was so much worse.I told her everything.The USB drive. The stalking. The manipulation. How Damien had paid Alex blood mo

The Question

Chapter 29: The QuestionDamien’s hand never left my stomach.Even in sleep, his large palm stayed protectively spread across my lower belly, as if he could already shield the tiny life growing inside me. I lay awake for hours, staring at the ceiling while his steady breathing warmed my neck.The pregnancy tests were still scattered on the nightstand like tiny white accusations. Positive. Positive. Positive.I should have felt joy. Or at least some version of it. Instead, I felt a crushing mixture of terror and guilt. What if this baby was Alex’s? What if I was bringing an innocent child into this toxic web of manipulation, obsession, and blood money?Damien stirred behind me. His arm tightened, pulling my back flush against his chest. His lips brushed the shell of my ear.“You’re thinking too loud, little one,” he murmured, voice rough with sleep.I turned in his arms to face him. In the soft morning light filtering thr

Three Hearts

Chapter 30: Three HeartsThe penthouse had never felt smaller.Alex stood in the middle of the living room like a ghost of my past, eyes red-rimmed and desperate, while Damien loomed beside me like a dark shield — possessive, unyielding, and radiating barely-contained fury. My hand remained pressed to my stomach, as if I could protect the tiny life inside from the storm raging around us.“Is it mine?” Alex repeated, voice cracking. “Tell me the truth, Isla. After everything we went through… please.”Damien’s hand tightened on my waist, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. “She doesn’t owe you anything.”Alex ignored his father completely, stepping closer. “We made love the night before the pool party. You remember. It was real. We were talking about our future. About kids. And now you’re pregnant and shacked up with *him*?”Tears burned my eyes. The guilt I thought I had buried came roaring back, choking me.

Only Choice

Chapter 31:Only choice The penthouse was silent except for the low hum of the city far below. I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, wrapped in Damien’s black silk robe, staring at the glittering lights of the metropolis that had once felt so far out of reach. Now it felt like a cage I never wanted to leave. Three weeks had passed since the pool party. Three weeks since Alex chose Bianca. Three weeks since Damien Voss pulled me from the water and claimed the first real breath I’d taken in years. My fingers traced the faint bruise on my collarbone — a mark he’d left last night when he reminded me exactly who I belonged to. Heat pooled low in my belly at the memory. I should have felt shame. I should have felt guilt. Instead, I felt *alive*. The soft click of the door made my pulse jump. I didn’t turn around. I didn’t need to. I could feel him the second he entered a room. That heavy, commanding presence that wrapped around me like smoke.

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