Belles Dads Name Novels & Stories

his father said, picking up a file. “Jessica Belles, age 22. The first daughter of Leon Harrison, from his first wife who passed away years ago. Very few people know she’s Leon’s daughter, which is part of the reason she changed her surname to her mother’s maiden name. She’s a D-list actress and a part-time model. She has a clean and decent record.” He smiled before looking at William. “I think she’s the one for you.” William’s mother nodded in agreement. William sighed deeply. There was no way he could win this argument.

My husband declared. "Yeah, I know Cole's secrets, he confided to me, I know it would not be easy to be a father, and I wished I could help Clark understand that he needed to bend some rules." Grandpa Henry said. "Why didn't you call me Belle?" My husband asked. "I don't want you to be angrier with dad, Ashton, you already turned your back on him as his son, and I don't think it would help. Lennon was there, and I was thankful he was stronger than them." Belle replied.

I barely entered the hall room and got to see his pissed off face. " Bella, Where were you for two days and nights? Have you got no shame? Were you perhaps playing with men ,naked in the clubhouse?" Yeah that's how mafia dads talk with their daughters who have been a whore for their whole life. In the world's eyes my dad is respected chairman Austin Diór , a billionaire who loves his daughter blindly.

"He wanted to hear Ace call him Papa, so Ace did." "Are you telling the truth?" "Of course. Why would I lie." Belle replied casually. Ace nodded. "Papa will buy me lots of legos, Momma.." Ace said. "You can't just let Ace hang out with strangers, Belle." Dad said quietly. "He's a good guy, Dad. Chill." Belle replied. "You can't know a person's character in one meeting, Belle." Dad added. I looked at Ace, who was staring at us in confusion. "What did I say? Didn't you hear Momma about not getting close to people we don't know?" I asked Ace gently.

From his Greek god body dressed neatly in his grey suit that complements his eyes, oh let me not forget that dashing smile that's directed to me right now. "Hi Robyn, it's been long since you danced," he teased walking closer to me and leaning against the island, his eyes travelling up and down my body as his tongue ran over his teeth. "What's got you so excited?" His accent, oh my! How in the world did his parents meet and come to the conclusion they want to make a baby together beats me. Bellamy's dad was British and his mother French and he was beautiful, devilishly beautiful and he knew it using it to his advantage.

I replied as an excuse even though the company wasn’t really after the Bellevera. My mom has sold Brent’s shares as a stockholder for a long time, so I also don’t know the real reason other than I’m just a front show. Mister Bellevera—Ezekiel’s father—could no longer accept that his son had no hope of believing to become a one-woman man, because I, too, could not teach his son. Bellevera is a playboy or womanizer and it seems that no sensible woman or even a crazy woman can prove that he’s going to change or can marry him. Yes, he has all the money, but no woman will accept that.

I watched as her sweet smile fell at my words. "Tristan, that's rude. You can't speak to your fiance, now apologize!" Dad scolded. "No it's okay Sir, I believe Tristan is a bit awkward. He will get used to me soon" Her sweet smile returned. "Anyway, what made you think that, My dear?" My dad went returned to the main discussion, back to the topic where she called me gay.

It was a beautiful day. “Maria!” My father called out to my wife, his arms spread wide. “Uncle!” Maria called out rushing over to him. My father frowned, “Silly, call me father, you…you my child, you get to call me Dad, or father, any of your choice.” He muffled, cupping her cheeks with a very happy smile. “Dad.” “Good, my child.” He cheered, pulling her into a tight hug, “Congratulations.” “Yo, sister in law!” My very normal screamed out joyfully.

"You should be supporting your daughter since she's found someone she loves! What kind of parent tries to talk their child out of dating? Have you lost your mind?" Dad only stared at him in silence. Then, he grabbed Uncle David's hand and led him into the study.

In truth, I should probably thank Dennis. If he hadn't lied to me, I wouldn't be who I am now. Just then, my phone rang. It was Raymond McMillan, Dennis's father. "Anna," he said, his voice warm and familiar, "are you coming back to Veldere soon? Once you're back, you can finally become my daughter-in-law." My heart skipped a beat. For him to say something like that… it meant he didn't know. He didn't know that Dennis was already with someone else.