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Dad released me and immediately turned toward Kaden. “Come here, son.” Before Kaden could react, Dad pulled him into a hug. I nearly laughed. My father wasn't some towering, intimidating man. He stood around five-foot-eight, while Mom was tiny like me. Well, tiny in height. Let's not get carried away. But Dad had never needed to be physically imposing to make his presence known. He stepped back and smiled at Kaden. “Welcome to the family.” “Thank you, sir,” Kaden replied.

My sister always got away with everything, so I naturally became Dad's favorite guinea pig to make an example of. When we were little, my sister refused to eat vegetables. He threw me into the bathroom, locked me in for five days without food, and starved me until I vomited blood. My sister was so terrified that she never dared to be a picky eater again. When we got older, she became obsessed with video games. Dad tied me to the computer and ordered me to play nonstop for thirty hours until my eyes bled. My sister swore she would never touch a computer again, and only then did he stop. Later, once puberty hit, my sister refused to wear thermal underwear. When Dad found out, he threw me

Eugene stood right beside her with his head lowered, as though he had suffered great injustice. Ms. Hill held her phone out in front of me. "Take a look at this." Late last night, an anonymous post had popped up on the school forum. The title of the post was incredibly direct, and the content was even more so. It claimed that Eugene wasn't Ian's biological son, yet he was hogging all the resources because Ian was spending money to pave the way for him. It also implied that Ian had abandoned his ex-wife and biological daughter just to turn around and raise someone else's kid.

"I'm your stepmommy." Zanéh scrunched up her face further like the last word was a pungent smell in her nose. She eyed the lady up and down and settled back on her face. "You're white." Murda slowly rose back to her feet, dusting at her knees. It was obvious she didn't know what reply to give to that. Kiersey saw this as her cue to step in. "I take it you didn't know before? " Zanéh shrugged nonchalantly, popping at her gum. "I don't know, I just assumed Daddy . . . where's my daddy?" She glanced about with question, before settling back on Murda's face with an expression that could be likened to accusal.

Maclen stated and for a moment it makes me think about his question. It's that long already? It's been five months since I left the Philippines and start my training in Russia for my preparation in taking over my dad's mafia business. "Hey, are you okay?" Maclen asked me and slightly pat my shoulder to get my attention. "Ha? Um, yeah, I'm okay. Let's get this over with." I replied and he just nodded at me before he turned on the engine and starts driving the car.

I nodded and continued eating. Dad Soon cleared his throat, gaining our attention. "Now that you're stable, I think it's time we talk about your wedding" My spoon dropped, creating a loud sound. My what? My gaze instantly went to my dad. He seemed different. He had outgrown his beards, his hair was also lengthy, falling messily on his shoulders, his eyes were an unfamiliar dark green while his jaw was always clenched. The aura and vibe around him were dark and cold. It was like he was on the edge and would snap anytime soon.

And that same maddeningly attractive face that had haunted my dreams, and I had visualized between thighs, now stood before me. Wearing a simple t-shirt that accentuated his sculpted muscles and paired with trousers, he could easily outshine any supermodel with just a single glance. I had to hold my breath so that the gasp didn't slip past my lips. "It's my daughter, Evelyn." Dad's voice made his lips part in what I could identify as astonishment. "Wait really?" He asked, looking heavily dumbfounded," She was so little then." Yeah, little but still capable enough to imagine your gorgeous face while masturbating......

rich. ‎" Oh well this is Adeline" my dad smiled at me as the man opposite him turned to me. He looked deep into my eyes I felt small under his gaze. I looked away as I looked down. I could still feel his stare. I heard him hum lightly which made me look up. ‎"This will do" the man said as he stood up and his men followed him out. But my dad stood up and stopped them before they left. ‎"this is my older daughter. The deal was for the youngest" my dad chimed. A what? I was so lost.

Despite having two kids, Adan could still make ladybugs and butterflies flutter in my stomach and he could surely make me wet in an instant. "Sssh… You two! Enough of that, your daughter is waiting for us!" I heard Mom’s voice from behind me. It made me pull away from Adan’s mouth and giggle as I discreetly wiped my lipstick off his lips with my fingers. "Won’t happen again!" Adan winked at me. "You’ve been saying that for ten years, Adan Stone." Dad chuckled. "I got it from you, Dad. So stop complaining." "I got it from the main man here." Dad chuckled as his thumb pointed to Pops, who just gave them a smug smirk.

It has been eight months since they welcomed a new little Miss Grey. “Da! Dada! Da!” Adrian’s eyes widened, “did she just call me dad?” He wondered desperately. Caleb smiled warmly at his father, the enthusiasm on his face. “Babe!! She just called me daddy, she called me first!!!” He screamed out loudly to Rissa's hearing; she rolled her eyes and shook her head; Bianca was right; Adrian was a big crybaby, her precious crybaby.