Claimed By My Ex's Daddy Novels & Stories

I stared at it for a long moment before turning to my son. “What’s going on here, Ethan?” I asked, keeping my tone even, though my chest felt tight. He crossed his arms, a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “You really don’t know, do you? That girl Aria Monroe, she’s my ex.” I blinked once, the air leaving my lungs slower than usual. “Your ex?” “Yeah. We broke up recently. Or we had a fight. I was planning to fix it.” His gaze was sharp, accusing. “Why was she here, Dad? Why was she wearing your shirt?”

His jaw hardened, the muscles in his neck looked strained. Richard touched his own neck, then chuckled softly while spreading jam on his bread. "The usual... this is the doing of your future stepmother, Than. Turns out your Daddy really couldn't hold himself back last night, huh. Daddy feels a bit regretful for being too rough on her," Richard said without any burden. *Thump.*

"Daddy? Do you not love me too?" Black plastered a sweet smile before looking at Red lovingly. "Of course son, daddy loves you. It's just that, I love your mommy the most so-------ouch!" "Shut up now!" I exclaimed and slapped his shoulders. Glaring at him, I stood up and went near Red who was about to cry because of what his daddy said. "Hush now baby Red, mommy's here." I felt Black stood up as well before walking near us. "What did I do? I was just being honest." He mumbled before easily carrying Red in his arms. The rest of the people were trying to hold their laughter's.

They didn’t even learn anything about those fuckers that my little whore lives with. “How dare you use my men to spy on your ex. I told you to forget about her and move the fuck on.” My dad yells at me. “I will not move on. Kaycie belongs to me and I will get her back.” I yell back. “Well if you really want her back that bad then you go spy on her yourself. I have already told my men not to help you.” He tells me “WHAT? Just because they got beat up by a few guys in the forest.” I scream.

"If they're after the company with no rightful claim, they need to be shown that they can't just take what they want. You are the sole heir of that company." I sighed, hating that these people were mounting so much stress on my mate. "It's messy, Ken. Trust me, it's a whole other level of drama, but you're right. I can't let them bully me." After Ken bade goodnight, I could tell my face had turned apricot when a dimpled grin appeared on Chadwick's face. “Come to daddy,” he said, checking me out lustfully. I was uncomfortable with the word ‘daddy,’ because I didn't want to be reminded of my useless father but I also knew Chadwick didn't mean anything wrong. I crawled onto his lap, wrapping hi

That’s my fucking ex , a girl I have been fucking for years , there’s nothing left there for you dad “ “ I do not care about what you think but I have gotten every inch of her and if you want to get someone or you are getting bored , I could get you a nice young girl and not some overused bitch . “ You know I do not care about your decisions or what you do , but I am doing this for your own good dad , I just want to see you happy and the last thing I want is you getting married to the same girl I have gotten a thing with , that’s so disgusting to even think of .

I know Belinda has lost to me and that I will never get her back. "I'm glad that you are realizing it. I'm so happy you are not going after Belinda because Chase Stone will kill you. Everybody can see that he adores his wife and his son. I'm glad that you realized that Belinda is not an option. It is better for you to go to Europe where you can start a new life. I hope and pray that you will find somebody else. You are my son, and I love you and am proud of you for putting your family before the Jones family," My father says it has been a long time since he told me that he has been proud of me, and it makes my heart feel warm.

I scooted backwards and protested, wiping my tears with my palms. "Mate?" Those words came out of my dad's mouth with scorn. "I have no interest in keeping you as my daughter. You killed my wife and I've been wretched and miserable ever since your birth. What's the purpose of your existence when nothing good ever happens? I'm so done with you!" With that final statement, my dad pulled me over to his creditor, Mr. Cornell, who was a famous middle aged businessman. We lived in the small settlement of Goldmoon Pack, and I noticed that a few pack members had assembled to watch the scene.

Your husband. I was too tired to correct him. What was I supposed to say? Not my husband, just my ex-husband who happens to be my daughter’s biological father, is now being called Daddy by said daughter, while my fiancé is his half brother? That wasn’t a correction. That was a criminal miniseries.

Dad was already fast asleep on the table and I snatched it before she could get to me. “Yes mum! Yes. I'd get married to their son. That's what it takes to get back our company and save dad's life. Can't you see that we're the ones that doesn't have much of a choice here?” I screamed, scrolling through her phone to search for the number of Gates Hills. That's the name of the company and the owner that my father gambled our company over to and once I spotted it, I dialed the number into my phone.