Her: Im sorry i kept your child from you for five years. I was scared, my family brainwashed me that you'll want the full custody.
Him: IM THE ONE WHOHer: Im sorry i kept your child from you for five years. I was scared, my family brainwashed me that you'll want the full custody.
Him: IM THE ONE WHO SHOULD BE SORRY THE QUEEN OF MY HEART WITH A MAGICAL POOSAAYY COME LIVE IN MY MANSION THAT I BOUGHT CAUSE I WAS LONELY NOW MARRY ME AND LETS HAVE A BUNCH OF KIDS I LOVE YOU IVE ALWAYS LOVED YOU MORE THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE, GREAT JOB RAISING A BABY I NEVER KNEW ABAOUT IM SOOOOO PROOOOOUD OF YOUUUU LETS HOST FAMILY DINNERS WHERE I PLAY SOCCER WITH THE FAMILY WHO BRAINWASHED YOU......
“You ever play pretend?” he asks softly, and I’m surprised by the question. When I nod, he goes on. “I want you to play with me. Think you can do that“You ever play pretend?” he asks softly, and I’m surprised by the question. When I nod, he goes on. “I want you to play with me. Think you can do that, treasure?” “I think so?” I’m not sure why it comes out like a question, but I’m confused. “I want you to fight me.” At my confusion, he elaborates. “I know I’m bigger than you, but I promise I won’t hurt you. What I want you to do is try and keep me off you even though you won’t be able. You can hit me, kick me, scratch, whatever you can to keep me off of you.” “But you won’t hurt me?” He’s so tender when he touches my cheek. “Not a hair on your head, treasure. I just wanna work for it.” I think on it for a second and then glance over at the money. “Okay,” I agree, and he smiles at me. This close, I can see flecks of gold in his eyes, and though they were scary before, they seem warm and safe now. “And when you’re doing it, I want you to call me Daddy.” “Daddy?” I repeat, and his eyes lower a little like he enjoyed it. “Yeah, that’s the one.” His voice is a little rougher, and when his body shifts, I can feel the hard length between his legs dig into my belly. “You do all that I’ll be so good to you.” “Okay,” I hesitate and then go for it. “Daddy.” “Just like that,” he says before some of his weight lifts and he moves down my body.
Now I don't know about you but this feels like pedo-kink and rape-y to me. So I didnt read any furthur....more
Some books of Dakota Rebel are genuinely so good that you start wondering why everyone's not reading them? And some books are genuinely so bad that yoSome books of Dakota Rebel are genuinely so good that you start wondering why everyone's not reading them? And some books are genuinely so bad that you pray it never reacher a wider audience.
There was honestly no romance and connection b/w the MCs in this novella. LITERALLY NONE.
He(MMC1) is a bodyguard assigned to the President of USA(MMC2).
There is no cheating and no OM drama but it still dragged so much.
For a book that's 99 pages, it didn't focus on the main characters very much throughout.
They actually need to have a good convo befI HATED this book.
For a book that's 99 pages, it didn't focus on the main characters very much throughout.
They actually need to have a good convo before they do something else and this book rather took time explaining to us the backstory of all the OTHER characters.
In a full-length book I would understand that but not in a friggin novella.
Also Idk man......why does SAK write one liners so much?
I’m going.
Or rather, I’m here.
At Valentino’s.
When twenty-four hours ago, I had no desire to go.
“I don’t have time to get a boyfriend.” “But you could get laid . . .” She points out. I shake my head from side to side, backing up. Candy enjoys match“I don’t have time to get a boyfriend.” “But you could get laid . . .” She points out. I shake my head from side to side, backing up. Candy enjoys matchmaking. No, I mean she really enjoys it. She thinks she has a knack for creating these perfect relationships. She doesn’t. The last guy she set me up with farted during dinner. Farted. Then he laughed like he didn’t just fart in an expensive Italian restaurant. It was a truly beautiful moment. No really, there’s nothing wrong with a giant fart in a restaurant