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Adom walked into the room, sitting on the coffee table so he could see everyone. "Well, as you all may know, I'm Adom. Ashly father, or you can say adoptive father. But if you don't want to make her angry, never talk to her about this matter. According to her, I am her true father, and those two shitheads are evil bimbos. So I hope you don't bring up this stupid topic if you don't need it. And yeah, I know you think I am really her father. How can she talk to me this way? Well, it's not her fault; she was born as a drama queen. Sometimes I feel bad for her Alpha." Adom said this and looked towards Alex, who tried hard to give Adom his charming smile. But fail when Adom rolls his eyes.

The two siblings just hugged there without saying anything. Adom dropped everything on the floor and flopped on his sofa as soon as he reached back to his loft. He put his hand on his forehead and thought of whatever he did wrong. He felt angry and provoked. Adom Cole, the son of filthy rich famous CEO, who is quite well powerful in New York, still was heartbroken by a omega boy. Adom sighed. I hate him. He thought. No, you don't. The little voice inside his head answered with annoying full confidence. He cursed.

I did not just get the name 'trouble' for nothing. Alpha Bryan on the other hand is known to be a Billionaire businessman in the outside world. That is why he is able to afford the biggest mansion that makes him a real king. Just like my dad has a prison at his home, everyone else does. Aiden also runs a business left my his father. he is also good to go but then, I am good making my own money. I don't want to ask them for anything so they don't think I am depending on them.

“I-I’m so close.” “I missed the part where that’s my problem.” Addison doesn’t know whether she wants to cry or scream. “Please… Please, daddy … I-I’ll do anything...” Just like every other time when Addison addresses Javan as ‘daddy’, the man seems to get weak. “Aw… My poor baby. Are you that desperate to cum?” Blushing a little, Addison nods. She sighs in relief when Javan flashes her a soft smile. “Then I guess I'll have to do something about that."

Adom walked into the room sitting on the coffee table so he could see everyone. "Well as you all may know, I'm Adom. Ash father, or you can say adoptive father. But if you don't want to make him angry never talk to him about this matter. For him I am his real father and those two shits are evil bitches. So I hope you don't bring this stupid topic if you don't need it. And yea I know you think I am really his father how can he talk to me this way. Well it's not his fault, he born as a dram Queen. Sometimes I feel bad for his Alpha." Adom said and look towards Alex who try hard to give Adom his charming smile. But fail when Adom roll his eyes.

his eyes twinkled with delight as he explained. Ezra’s eyes widened. “We have a grandpa?” He asked, forgetting the ache in his head and body. Elias nodded eagerly with a wide grin. “Yes!” he exclaimed, bouncing on the bed. “And we also have a daddy.” Ezra’s mouth dropped with the shocking declaration, and he sat up with a gasp, “A daddy? Like the kids at school?” “Yes!” Elias nodded furiously, his grin growing impossibly wider. “HE is really big and tall and super handsome like those warriors in our books. And he is also the leader of the pack. He is an Alpha.”

For all anyone knew. Satisfied by my silence, Ava sneered and turned to leave. “Hey!” Thea suddenly jumped to her feet, her drawing forgotten. “I’m gonna tell my daddy you were mean to my new friend!” Ava whirled around, her eyes flashing. “Oh yeah? And who’s your daddy, you little runt? Some servant or another? Get lost!” Thea shook her head, brown curls swaying. “My daddy is a big and scary wolf! I’m gonna tell on you!”

"Are you my daddy?" ***

He leaned down, his forehead resting against mine as he let out a breathless chuckle. “I would love to continue this, beautiful, but I need to know who this 'Andy' is,” he murmured, his voice laced with an amusement that did not belong to the Alpha. He grinned, a smirk stretching across his face. “By the way, I’m Maverick. And I can assure you, Grumpy-Pants Alpha Damon won't be out anytime soon.” I stared at him, my legs still wrapped tight around his waist, my brain completely fried. Maverick? Who the hell—

No sliding inside, no real intimacy… I saved that part of my body entirely for him. For Rico Blackwood, the fucking heir to the Alpha’s throne. That’s if his father chooses to die on time. And yet, he had the guts to throw my reality in my face. “An almost twenty-one-year-old stripper, a nanny’s daughter who hasn't even shifted yet. How do you expect me to show you to my dad?” The words still burned. He didn’t care that I hadn't shifted when he was fucking my ass last night, the night before, and the night before that.