Novel & Cerita Dad Little Princess

"So, will you be taking the class today?" I shake my head. "Not yet. I'll just watch you and Lilica." He smiles. "Just let me know when you're ready. I'm always here for you." I swallow. "Daddy!" Lilica squeals from the stairs as she skids down to us. She's now changed into a pink princess swimming trunk that makes her look as cute as ever. "You look like a princess, baby," he tells her, and her smile widens. "I'm Princess Lilica," she replies, swirling her body, and we chuckle.

She has her father's pale gold hair - which is identical to mine - and the angry eyes that flashed at Lisa are definitely hers. " How's the restaurant going, Lisa? Flourishing, I presume." Dad spears a pea with a fork. Lisa offers a smile with the power to stop hearts. Dubbed 'Princess of Oakenville' by the locals, her famed, angelic beauty is the reason most of the patrons at her thriving restaurant, Duke's Table, consist of adoring fanboys, and why most women love to have her as a prime subject of their gossip. "Your presumption is indeed right. Did I mention there's a prospect of an interview with Women's Weekly? They want me to feature in a cover story."

This child looked no older than five, yet she was so comfortable to be carried by a stranger. "Are you lost, Princess?" Jace asked gently. " No, I saw my Daddy as I was watching the goldfish and ran here. I'm here with my Dada and brother," she explained confidently. " That's not your dad," Charlotte scoffed sharply, annoyed by the hold-up. I glared at her. " He's my Daddy! I have his picture!" the little girl shouted, upset with Charlotte. " Where's your dada?" I asked. She looked like she was about to cry now, and my heart clutched as if it was being squeezed painfully.

It was not long before I saw a little boy running past me, with Carter on his heels. I smiled as I turned to see Elizabeth holding a beautiful little girl. “Oh my, she is stunning,” I said, looking at the little girl. “She is my little princess,” Carter said as he returned with the boy flipped over his shoulder. I could not help but laugh at the giggles coming from the little boy. “And this little prince is CJ,” Elizabeth said as she rolled her eyes at Carter’s antics.

he said as she kissed him goodnight. She laid down in Charity’s bed with her and answered all her questions about getting married and being “like a princess,” to Brayden being her “prince”. She told her that they would all live in a mansion and Brayden would take care of them all. Charity liked Brayden and was excited about it all. “Goodnight my little princess,” Jada said, kissing her and tickling her. “I love you,” she told the child.

"Can you wrap it up when it’s ready?" "Of course, no problem." "How much do I owe you?" He just blinked at her. "Alright then. What’s your name?" she asked as a little girl darted into the store. "Brian. Guess what?" The girl froze, staring at Dahlia. "You’re the princess," she whispered. Dahlia grinned. "No, you’re the princess." "Thanks," she said, glancing down at her feet. "What’s your name?" she asked, tilting the little girl’s chin up gently.

“Daddy said good boys grow really big and get money and marry pwinses and pwincesses. And then they become queens like you. I’m gonna be good, Ari Ari.” Ariana chuckles and tucks in a stray lock behind the child’s ear. “Of course. You’re gonna be a king and marry the prettiest princess or prince in the world when you grow up.” “But daddy said the pwettiest pwins is Willy and you’re alweady marrying him.”

"Let go of me!! Jane screamed and the girl smirked. Releasing her immediately and making her pampered ass to kiss the dirt on the floor. The princess started crying and Darian felt a bit sorry for her. But the girl enjoyed her pains "Do...do you know who I am...dad will not leave you....I am Jane Frazer...princess of Zoana.." The girl smirked, folding her arms and staring back at her. "Which zoo princess?...I am sorry I didn't hear you?" Everyone snickered. Making the girl to burn in anger and embarrassment. "How...how dare you...who..are you anyways?"

I feel like I'm one of those bullies who takes advantage of their assets and make other people feel like losers. I maybe a Princess-like born with such fortune in front of me, but I'm still a human. I am also full of flaws and imperfections like any other person out there. Maybe I am a modern princess, but not in fairytales. --------- Third person's POV Sylvia couldn't help but lose an owl laugh because of what she heard. Now she knows the reason why her daughter went to Olivia Wines ’son’s office. And the business matters that it said are just a favor related to the selection of the construction company that will work for the new project to be launched by the company.

“Who?” Lee asks, “The princess?” Cindy turns her dead brown eyes to him. “She’s not royalty,” she snaps, eyes blazing, waving her gun like she is hosting a TED Talk for jealous dumped Bond girls. “She’s just a spoiled brat who gets away with everything because she’s her daddy’s only living kid and men think she’s made of fairy dust and broken sob stories.” Lee raises an eyebrow. “I bet she has perfect cheekbones, though.” I elbow him. Or try to. It looks more like a sad shoulder shrug with intent.