"Oh... Daddy..." I moaned in loss, while he monitored my body's reaction with terrifying focus. He leaned his head toward my ear and whispered with a voice full of promise: "Do you think you're finished, Julie? Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name until your voice loses the ability to come out... I'm going to teach you what it means to belong to me."


His fingers moved inside me with devilish skill; he inserted two fingers together deep into my pussy, opening them and moving them with a delicious cruelty, while his thumb ground my clit in fast, frantic circular motions. 

"Daddy... I'm going to squirt again... please!" I screamed in a daze, feeling the fourth ecstasy exploding from the depths of my womb and crawling toward my limbs like a wildfire. Robert didn't ease the pressure; instead, he increased the speed of his fingers inside me until the fourth shudder hit me like a hurricane. 

My body stiffened completely, my back arching until I almost broke, and I let out a long, resounding scream as I began to squirt my fluids profusely like never before.

My fluids were gushing out, drenching his hand and the marble of the vanity, while his fingers were still inside me, increasing the violence of the ecstasy and making it last even longer.

I was panting like a madwoman, my eyes clouded and seeing nothing, while Robert watched my collapse with a cold, triumphant smile. 

He didn't withdraw his fingers immediately; instead, he let me shudder as I reached my peak. Then, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear in a husky voice: "Four times, Julie... and your body is still begging for more from Daddy, isn't it?"




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I'm Julie Michael

I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. 


On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape.

I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. 

In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake.

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"You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat.
Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss:
"Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart."

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Robert's mouth contorted into a dark, contemptuous sneer.


"You're already as base as they come, old man!" he hissed.


Julie gently pushed the steel barrel downward, her eyes pleading with him.


"Alright, Robert... put it away. What is wrong with you?"


He burned a final, deadly glare into me before speaking in a commanding rumble.


"I didn't see a single thing!" I blurted out instantly at the top of my lungs, desperate to save my skin.


With a sharp, practiced flick, he tucked the handgun back into his hidden holster beneath his jacket. He ran a heavy palm over his face, then jabbed a finger directly at my chest, his voice bone-dry.


I dragged a deep, steadying breath into my lungs, drawing every ounce of resolve left in the depths of my desperation.


"I came to tell you something critical."


Chapter 471 - 471/ Your Son Is Alive!