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“It’s like when he’s around you, he changes. He’s quieter. More careful. Almost like he’s waiting for you to approve of something.” Damian chuckled lightly, warm but measured. “Approval, huh? I guess he wants to make a good impression. I am his girlfriend’s father.” “Dad,” she said sharply, cutting through the charm. “I’m serious. Are you pressuring him? Maybe without realizing it?”

Because she's a wily coquette. "She's not like that. Dad this girl understands me and she's perfect for me. Dad just give her a chance, please" Zach begged. Chairman Jack sighs, he doesn't want to say this to his son but he have to. "Casey has been having an affair with your best friend Alvin" he stated. Ariana gasped but she covered her mouth to stop herself from making a sound. "What! That's not true" Zach's eyes changed. His father must be lying to him, Casey can't do that to him.

"A friend" "You mean you dared to disobey my orders just because of a friend?" Mum asked with arched brows. I think it's time I tell mum the truth. Maybe, she might understand. I let out a deep breath. "He is not just a friend, mum. Actually, he is my boyfriend" I stuttered. She raised her eyebrows. " What did you just say?" " I am in love with Jeffrey" I repeated. Still scared of what her next reaction would be. Mum suddenly burst out laughing. I looked at her, confused.

The man who loved me with his whole heart and who stole mine the moment we met. Our hands clasped each other we gave each other a grin. I had finally found my soulmate and the person I owed it all to was my dad. THE END. How was the story guys, how do you find Knox and Aubrey's love story. Share your views, silent readers please comment. New story for the new year loading.

We walked into the living room. The place was enormous, elegant and expensive. “Dad, I’m back!” Xavier called out. Then he turned to me. “Meet my dad. Dad, meet Chloe.” The moment his father heard my name, he slowly turned around. The cup of coffee in his hand slipped slightly. And the moment I saw his face, my entire body froze. My heart stopped beating for a while . “Sebastian Whitmore!” I stumbled backward in shock. “Your… dad?” I whispered.

“That’s it… take every inch of Daddy’s cock. So fucking tight. Made for me.” He started moving — slow, deep rolls of his hips that made me feel every ridge, every vein. His hand returned to my clit, rubbing firm circles while he fucked me from behind, the wet sounds of our bodies barely masked by the rain. “Tell me you love it,” he growled against my ear, voice dark and filthy. “Tell me you love getting fucked by your best friend’s widowed dad. Tell me you love when I fill this pretty pussy with my cum.” “I love it,” I gasped, pushing back to meet his thrusts. “I love your cock… I love when you breed me…”

I gasped. I was… I did. Frantically, I grabbed my phone again and opened it with trembling hands. I went straight to the recording app. I let out a deep breath the moment I saw a new audio file saved. I hit play. "Oh… Tito Damien… Damien! Faster! Please! Daddy!" My jaw dropped. The phone slipped from my fingers. “Fuck! Mica!” I cursed at myself. I slept with him. With my ex-boyfriend’s father. It was real. I thought maybe it was just a dream.

“I admit I was wrong for not confirming everything before going over. I gave you false hope. Just tell me what I can do to make it up to you. As long as it’s within my means, I’ll do it.” Elliot paused before his voice turned even more earnest. “But let’s forget about the Dent family for now, alright?” He had literally and metaphorically lowered himself during this conversation. The love in his eyes was clear. I could tell he was terrified that I was mad and that I would leave him. However, the price for his love was the truth of my birth. As I raised my chin and met his gaze, I suddenly felt like laughing. “I don’t want anything.” I calmly retracted my hands, which made his eyes go dull for

I went to shift out of it on instinct, the way I did most days now. Oh wait. Boyfriend. Right. I let him stay. "You listening to any of that?" he said into my hair. "Every word," I said, which was generous of me, considering I'd retained about four percent of it. "So you agree Kevin's an idiot." "Complete idiot," I said, with the full conviction of a woman who had no idea who Kevin was. He kissed my cheek, pleased with himself, and went to grab his keys. "We should head off soon," he said. "Traffic's going to be a nightmare toward your mum's."

My dearest Aurora, If you're reading this, then I've already left. Please don't blame Alexander. This was my decision. This afternoon I was contacted by Marcus Hale. If I gave myself up to you you would leave me alone. I couldn't allow my mistakes to destroy your future. Please don't look for me. Live your life. And if you can... Forgive your father. I love you. —Dad Aurora was getting to the final line of the paper, which was all smeared with tears. "No..." Her voice broke. "No..."