Anal Dad Novels & Stories

she declared, clapping her hands like she'd just won the lottery. I stepped out of the car in front of Dad's office building. The massive Adriano Estates sign loomed above. Typical Dad—everything about him screamed opulence. Walking through the front doors, I was greeted with smiles and nods from familiar faces. Dad's office had always been a second home for Mom and me. On slow days, we'd come here just to pester him, our antics turning his workday into our entertainment. Twenty-four years later, nothing had changed. "Hello, handsome," I greeted Harry, Dad's ever-loyal secretary, with a playful smile.

Afterward, Keenan gave the code for them to start talking to Farel. "Honey, I and dad want to talk about something. May I?" Lily said, starting the conversation. "What is it?" Farel's cheerful face immediately turned into alarm. Especially when he saw the sad look in his mother's eyes. Keenan quickly hugged the boy from the side. Then he said, "Remember... Adrian, the real your daddy?" It took a few seconds before Farel nodded slowly. The four-year-old then looked down and said nothing as a verbal response. Until the sound of sobbing was faintly heard. It touched Lily's heart.

he said to me and I pressed my lips into a thin line, trying to think it through. These men were businessmen anyways so I was pretty sure they knew what they were doing. "Twelve million!" Daddy suddenly spoke up and I darted my gaze to him sharply. "13.2 million" "15 million" Daddy spoke up again, his voice completely calm and unruffled. A man in front of us turned his head a d glared at us for a spilt second. "15.5 million!" He bidded. "Fuck. I am getting bored now" daddy groaned.

, She sounded almost annoyed as she crossed her hands in front of her, eyeing Dad. Dad looked back at Neil who was standing and looking around knowing everything. Sarah signalled Raghu and both of them left the room quietly. Neil replied, "Well, Nesha.. that guy's your granddaddy. Your mom's dad.", He said as Nesha looked back at Dad whose face had an overwhelmed smile. "Oh.. I see. But I haven't met him before.", She said looking at Neil. "Oh that's alright. You've not met many people before, that doesn't make a difference.", He said as she looked back at Dad considerably.

Everyone turned to us, and I bit back my lip. "What?" Michael enquired curiously. "Nothing," Addison and I said at the same time. One look at each other and we lost it again. "Women," Darren tsked under his breath, shaking his head at us. Sandra walked over to us, followed by the hunk of a man. I should stop saying that. The man is old enough to be my father. Which is weird to say because he looks freaking thirty years old. I need to ask him about his skincare routine. There's not a single blemish or mark on his face. The man doesn't know the struggles of obtaining clear skin.

Her eyes were dull , it was different from the normal Ava I knew and it felt so weird . My two big brothers were at the front with my mother consoling her , my mom was a mess. What happened was still shocking to me. I had seen so many faces bring their condolences , those who loved us and those who didn’t , I hated their pretentious smiles , it made me feel sick . Dad’s siblings didn’t attend his funeral , but not him , he didn’t miss it . Even though he was my dad's adopted brother , my father loved him more than anyone in the world , we all knew this .

I ended up staying under Layson's care for several years. I used to foolishly believe that his kindness toward me, his protection, and even his occasional stares were some form of special affection. By now, I finally understood that Grace was the true love he had cherished all along. "Yes, I'm willing to go," I said. After I spoke, my father seemed momentarily taken aback on the other end of the line, then his tone turned excited.

Dad snapped. I merely chuckled and said, "You can go ahead with it. You'd only get a few hundred dollars in monthly maintenance payments anyway. You haven't even reached the age to retire yet, Dad." Dad simply dropped to the floor and grabbed my legs, making a scene. "How did I manage to raise such a heartless son? I might as well just end it all!" Having said that, Dad ran toward a nearby apartment building.

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

You're kneeling tonight. Eliza snorted arrogantly. "Kid, tell that backer of yours to hurry up. I'll teach them how this world works." Twenty minutes later, the doors slammed open, and a middle-aged man stepped in, his presence instantly commanding silence. The room froze. Joyce stared at him, her face draining of color. "...Dad?"