Claimed By My Ex's Daddy Novels & Stories

My dad’s best friend, who I had a forbidden thing with, who is now engaged to my ex-boyfriend’s mother, runs that company and I think he’s playing mind games with me? I sounded insane. “Okay” the words came out before I could stop them.

Smug. I knew that voice. I’d moaned for it. Whispered "good morning" to it over breakfast. I’d heard it grumble in meetings. On the phone. Because it belonged to him. My ex’s father. Mr. Blackwell. Powerful. Ruthless. Cold as fuck. And apparently the highest bidder. No one topped him. The gavel hit wood like a shot. “Sold.” I barely had time to process it before footsteps echoed closer, slow and deliberate and my breath caught.

“Yes, we’ve been seeing each other for the last month practically. We love each other.” Momma digests this bit of information then scrunches her eyes and holds her finger and thumb to the bridge of her nose. “Levy. As in Levy, Dylan’s father? Your ex-boyfriend’s daddy?” “That’s the one, Momma. Is there a problem with that.” Momma releases her nose, good job otherwise I think she might forget to breathe. Taylor is watching the interaction and seriously I could kick her in the shin for being a huge blabber mouth.

He snapped, waving the card like it was a declaration of war. “You are living in the house where my mom once ruled. And now, are you sleeping with a man who is my uncle? What do you expect me to think, Harley?” Well, he could think whatever he wanted. I wasn’t obliged to please my ex with my life’s choices. So, I bit back, walking past him. “You don’t have any right to control my personal life, Xander. I don’t owe you any explanation.” Although I had enough gut punches for a lifetime, Xander wasn’t done. His voice dropped low, dangerous, cruel and familiar.

Aaron complimented. “Please, you don't have to lie. Daddy never liked that I wasn't interested in the family's business." Maya huffed, her voice tinged with sadness. Aaron wanted to correct the young lady that her father was, in fact, very happy that she chose her own path and wouldn't stop telling anyone who cared to listen that his daughter was smart, but he held his tongue. He hoped that a different day and a better time would surface for that. “Ah, I should go.” The man said, rocking his heels as he stared at his watch.

“I’m guessing you heard Dad never even had a will. At least not the one we had to compete in an heir race. Your mother forged that too.” Roman clicked his tongue. “That’s illegal, last time I checked. She could face serious charges for that. And eventually when she loses everything…you lose too.” “I’ve heard enough from you.” Grayson snapped. Roman continued. “You’re going to come out of this jail in the next thirty years…by then you’ll be what, sixty? Hopefully you're sensible when you get out, and not think you can rely on daddy’s money. You know why?” Roman grinned and leaned forward. “Because there is no money. At least not for you and your mother. Liam, Cassandra, their baby maybe. But

I want his cock in me all the time. "Yeah! Ahhh! Daddy! Fuck me! Faster! Ah! Ah! Ahhh! Hmmm! Hnnn! Harder! Ahhh!” He growled softly while gently holding my hips. He lifted one of my legs and increased the pace of his movements! I don't know, but I'm very horny right now. But knowing that my mommy is not here, that Daddy and I are free, I am very happy! I know it's wrong, but I've got what I want. My daddy is all mine, and no one can take him away from me. It's not my fault that she did that, but I am also grateful that she got rid of that other girl. She didn't know that I was Daddy's girl; otherwise, I would have ended up dead that day. Am I crazy enough to be happy that his obsessive ex is

There was a sound of disbelief in my tone. I saw him chuckled and smirked. "Like I told you, I knew everything about you. You can't hide anything from me. But, even when everything turns right, I am still going to allow my son to call your ex-husband 'Dada'." He sounded irritated on the last sentence. I chuckled. "He can call you papa or daddy though. You don't have to get jealous." I teased him. "I am not. I just don't like that boy because he was the one who you got married with."

He smirked at me "Can you prove that I had a hand in your father's case? I only came here because I wanted to support my ex-wife. And besides, he was my father in-law and I just couldn't desert him when he needed me the most. What would people say about me?" "You still haven't changed one bit Clinton." I fired at him "You're still the same selfish and self absorbed person I know who only thinks about himself and not other people. My mother is In hospital fighting for her life and my father has been locked up. Who else is on your radar? Who else who would you use to get back at me now?" I asked boldly. My hands clenched tightly at my sides.

I got to the hospital feeling so happy and when I entered my father’s ward, my mom was not in and I got told she stepped out. I sat close to my father, “Father can I tell you a secret?” I assumed he said yes to me, “Well father, I will be seeing more of my ex-wife, can you believe that? I just need to try harder and we will get back together and be happy forever.” I let out a genuine smile holding my father’s hand.