Novel & Cerita As The Only Daughter

Mary's words consoled me as I don't care about what anyone says about me, as long as she doesn't hate me or see me as a bad person. “Okay, that's alright. Let's have our seat and eat before it runs cold,” I stated as I disengaged from the hug and pulled a chair for her. My daughter is my pride, the only thing I have achieved in life. Many of my friends are envious of my perfect life with my perfect daughter, and I’ll do anything to make sure she’s happy and her life remains perfect and got everything she has ever dreamed of. We ate silently at the dining table, and then she posed a question about her father.

Her dad said, leading the way back to the living room. "No dad. Actually,I want to take my place as our family heiress. I want my identity revealed,I don't want to live in the shadows anymore,I want to be known as the only daughter of President Zander ; Lydia Zander !" President Zander paused, hearing that from his daughter, he turned back to look at her . Surely this woman standing before him isn't his daughter,the shy Lydia who didn't care about the family politics. He is seeing a brave and fearless woman who wants to lead, a woman filled with rage, a woman filled with passion to get what she wants.

The only feature she didn't get from her was her eyes. I knew I have seen those pair of eyes somewhere, but it wasn't important. In years to come, she would only acknowledge me as her father. She is my daughter now. She would never get to know who her real father is because he wasn't important at all. She is Nova Russo, and no one was going to change that. My daughter was going to become whatever she chooses. I won't let her go through the same hell I went through as a child.

She crossed her arms over her chest amd narrowed her eyes at me. "Do I sound like I am kidding? I am not. I can't just let you walk in here and take over my family. I am the only daughter. I have been the only daughter for years, and nothing is going to change that." A scoff slipped past my lips. I clapped my hands together, unable to believe my ears.

Aria’s POV “Blood?” I said, staring at the letter in Kael’s hand again, the single word echoing in my chest like a drumbeat. Everything in me stilled, as though that word had frozen the very air in the room. My father had told me I was his only child. Every story I’d ever known, every whispered tale about my birth, my mother, and the long years he waited for me, it all said the same thing: I was alone. I was his only daughter. The Alpha by bloodright.

There must be something? I look at my men, but it is my father who speaks up. 'He has a daughter.' He says softly. 'Sure and ain't she a pretty little thing.' I look up at my Pa. 'Daughter?' 'His Achilles heel. His only child, his pride and joy. Her mother died giving birth to her.' 'How old is she?'

He cast my companion a contemptuous glance but said nothing. “Happy birthday, Father,” I said, trying to hug him and hand over the gift, but he stepped aside. Apparently, that was the limit of his patience. At least there was no one else nearby—only the four of us. “I have only one daughter—Vera. You came here for nothing.” Swallowing the resentment tightening my throat, I handed the gift to Milena and, taking Margarita’s arm, walked into the living room where the guests had gathered.

"If I discover that any of you know where she is and have concealed it, I will report every detail of tonight to His Highness." Dad opened his mouth but couldn't get a word out. Prince Silas was among the most powerful princes in the vampire world. He wouldn't even have to act personally. There were plenty of families under his authority that would happily deal with the Vardis to earn his favor. The only person who could rescue Dad from this disaster was me. And he genuinely had no idea where his eldest daughter was. The only thing he could vaguely recall was watching Adrian drag me out of the hall a few minutes earlier.

I put my six-year-old daughter in my mother-in-law’s hands as I was busy with an overseas project. Every month, I would send her 20,000 dollars in allowance, not including holiday cash gifts. My mother-in-law would always talk about how well my daughter ate and slept during every video call. In the video, a feast was always laid before my daughter. So when her teacher claimed that she had fainted out of hunger during class, my first thought was that she must have called the wrong number. I rushed back home and headed straight to the hospital. The doctor said that my daughter was suffering from long-term malnutrition and her weight was far below the average. She also had severe post-trau

I tu‌rned toward her. ‌"M‍other..." "‍D‌on't call me tha⁠t."⁠ Her voice was sharper than Father's slap. "I only had one child." My breathing became uneven. "Pl‍ease..." I whispe‌red. "I⁠'m your daughter." "No." She folded her arms across her chest. "You're noth‌ing but a cur‌se that refuses to leave this house." Father pi‍cked up the contract again.