Novel & Cerita All Pro Dad Chapters

"No… How did things end up like this?" She slowly slid down the elevator wall and buried her face in her knees as her shoulders shook. All she could think of was my dad. He was an honest, unassuming man who had never asked for a penny more than necessary, nor had he ever imposed on our lives. "I'm so sorry…" Now that he was gone, he would never hear her apology. When she finally made her way back to the hospital room, she heard Sean and James talking inside. "Dad, you've still got it. All you had to do was complain about a little chest pain, and Shannon handed over the retirement fund. We even got rid of that old man. What a relief."

Chapter 1 Chloe’s POV. “Fuckkk ahhh yesss DaddyHugeCock!” I moaned out loud, calling his profile name as I stared at the blank screen, my voice cracking with pure need. I tried to keep my voice low because my parents were right downstairs laughing at some TV show, and I would be fucking dead if they caught me like this, my legs spread wide open like a desperate whore in my own bed. My thick thighs trembled as I kept them splayed as far apart as they could go on the messy sheets, sweat already pouring down my back and making everything slick and sticky under my heavy ass.

Tina straddled the arm of the couch on my other side, her hand already between my legs, two fingers sliding through my dripping folds. “Oh my god… she’s dripping down cock already. So fucking wet for you, Sir.” Dad’s hand gripped my ass, spreading me open. His cockhead nudged my entrance, hot and slick. “Look at you… so fucking ready to take daddy’s cock like you were made for it.” He pushed in slow—inch by thick inch—stretching me open until I was full, burning and perfect. I cried out, nails digging into his shoulders. “Fuck—Daddy—too big…”

She seized our stepfather's hand and declared, "Mom, Dad, I want to be with you!" I, however, ran behind my grandfather and clutched his calloused hand. Across from me, Phoebe curled her lips into a mocking smile. I knew then—she must have been reborn, too. In our previous life, after Father died, we had faced this same choice. Phoebe had overheard at the funeral that Grandpa was a wealthy antique collector, so she chose him without hesitation. Before leaving, she even raised her chin proudly and sneered at me, "Soon I'll be enjoying life with Grandpa. As for you, just wait—you'll be stuck babysitting for our stepdad like some lowly servant."

After all, the higher she stood, the harder she would fall. Once class was over, I rushed home. “Mom. What’s going on? Why is Janice Dad’s illegitimate daughter?” I did not understand. My mom settled me down and brought me a cup of water. “Calm down first, I’ll tell you what happened.” Last night, Janice had returned home with my dad. He admitted it himself that Janice was his illegitimate daughter. When my mom heard Janice’s name, she stayed calm and treated her kindly but quickly had someone run a DNA test.

But Dad always told me to be prepared. The men haven't moved, but their eyes track my vehicle. My stomach churns, and it's not from Mae's eggs. Something's wrong. Dad would've warned me if he was sending anyone. He always warns me. I slide out of my Jeep, my boots hitting the concrete with purpose. The way these men carry themselves speaks volumes. Club men, through and through. "Miss Spencer." The one with the buzzcut steps forward, his hand extended. "I'm Titan. This is Ridge. We're from your father's chapter."

I heard her cry every night. For a while, Dad tried to be good to me. After work, he would play games with me. If I got sick, he would check on me. That ended the moment Agnes became pregnant. Dad stopped coming to my room after work and spent his evenings locked in the bedroom with her, laughing. He stopped reading me bedtime stories and instead carefully caressed Agnes' belly, saying he was reading to Helen. He stopped smiling at me and began shouting, calling me awful names.

As such, Mom went to work as a helper for a rich family. Mom was beautiful and was often subjected to harassment by her employer. She came home crying and left for work in tears. Dad never stood up for her, only saying, "Life isn't always what you want it to be." Thus, she learnt how to keep her head down, resulting in her current demeanor. Yet, Susan's back was perfectly straight, her head held high. That was because Dad was the source of her strength. At the secondhand luxury store, I dealt with wealthy clients and naturally had connections. A quick check revealed everything. Dad wasn't just rich; he was powerful, too. He was the Broadcasting Corporation's elusive boss.

“The three of us worked together to hunt all the items on Emily’s list. Some of the items were too tall for any of us to reach alone, but we managed to defeat them when we borrowed each other’s strength. Emily’s very clever. She seemed to know everything even if we did not say it aloud. Instead of giving us an answer, she likes to ask us questions. Everyone had different answers all the time, but Emily never scolded us. She never hit us. She never told us we were wrong. She’s different, dad.” Dad… that was a term Darren was told to use outside of Blue Moon Mansion. He had never really thought of Richard as his father. However, after knowing Emily for a week, things changed. Unable to breathe

D: Call me Me: Password please D: Martial Arts I look at Kayla, "He knew the password. I will call him". I tap his contact info, then call and my dad picks up on the first ring. "Hey hon! How you doing?" I said, "I'm doing great dad. You should see what we're capable of now". My dad says, "I have seen. Gabriel has been sending us thumb drives with videos on them. We are so proud of you." I start to feel tears forming as I realize how much I miss my family, "So, what's up?" My dad says, "Sweetie, the council is coming to get testimonies and to do their investigation. We need you here for that."