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“And you should know, men like Xavier are powerful. He controls almost every sector. He has more power than I ever did as mayor. So you don’t expect him to be a saint. Be smart, potato.” I pouted, twirling a strand of my hair around my finger. “I just moved into one of his estates, the villa precisely, but he lives in his penthouse downtown.” “That estate you’re in,” Daddy said with clear pride, “is worth fifteen of his penthouses. You’re already a step ahead, potato. Remember that. Concentrate on seducing him so you can have a child.” After a few more words of wisdom, he disconnected the call. Daddy never talked too much, and when he did, it was once in a blue moon.

The old man said and smiles at me which I find now super creepy. Fuck! Even if he gives me all his assets I still don't want to be his boy for a month. I don't need his money. Until now, I still have the black card that Luciano gave me and I can use it and spend it whenever I want. I didn't use the black card though and instead of living like a rich kid, I did a part-time job as a waiter here in La Lena Cafe. I’m trying to live my life as simple as I can be. I want to experience a normal teenager’s life. I want to spend all the money that I really worked for. I don't know but I feel an insurmountable joy and happiness at the thought that I am using my hard-earned money and it's not coming fr

Something flickered across his handsome face—something unsteady and almost guilty. I laughed bitterly on the inside. How arrogant must he be to let his mistress live under the same roof as me and raise my biological daughter right in front of my eyes? And now he's nervous? Timothy Grant, this was just the beginning. Daphne, unaware of the tension in the room, tugged on my sleeve excitedly, begging me to start baking. Before long, a tray of cartoon-shaped cookies began to take shape under my hands. She clapped with delight. "Daddy, look! Ms. York's so good at this!"

She doesn’t push the subject after that, and when we reach our destination, I quickly untangle myself from her and head to my room and then the shower. After washing up and changing, I head back into my room, where I find a single tray of food and a note waiting for me. Be sure to eat it all and then sleep tightly. Love you, Mom. The words on the page I’m holding make me feel shitty as I realize that I was actually still somehow hoping that the man who made my mother so happy and complete would fall for me. I was such an awful daughter, and yet… I just couldn’t stop the attraction I felt when he was in front of me.

"Daddy... he came into my room again, Mama. He kept saying I was beautiful... he wouldn't stop touching me even though I begged him to stop... hic.... Why do you always bring these monsters into our home? Why do they only want my body?" She buried her face in her mother’s chest, hiding a sharp, triumphant smirk. Behind those pitiful sobs, she was already mapping out her next move. These men were just trash to be discarded, and Lona was the queen holding all the cards. But she had no idea that Stepfather Number Five was a different breed entirely. Revanyounger, devastatingly handsome, and possessing a heart carved from ice—was already waiting to turn her little game upside down.

“What do you think I'm trying to do, daddy?” “Daddy?” She was definitely trying to make me go crazy right now. “Sirena…” “I love how you say my name. It sounds like a prayer. Like a plea.” He was her father's best friend. Her forbidden night. And the biggest lie of her life. Maria has just landed her dream promotion which was supposed to be the start of everything she has worked for. Heartbroken and humiliated by a devastating betrayal, she seeks comfort in the arms of a stranger for just one reckless night, only for him to reappear the next day as her father's best friend and shockingly as her company’s CEO. Petyr is older, powerful and everything Maria should run from but fate k

They were my daddies and I was their little girl. The End

Then he said something that made me want to punch something. “She died protecting the child I never got to meet,” he said, his voice now cruel. “And the only thing I have left to remind me of that is you…the daughter of the man who killed them both.” I stared at him, stunned. “Don’t say that.” He didn’t stop. “You want to know what’s heartless, Celeste? It’s not me. It’s your father. It’s this life. It’s the blood that runs in your family and mine. We’re both damned and you just haven’t accepted it yet.”

Lily quipped, coming up behind James to wrap her arms around his waist and press a kiss between his shoulder blades. He chuckled, turning his head to capture her lips in a proper good morning kiss. "Don't let the pancakes fool you, this is about the extent of my culinary prowess. Figured I'd treat my girls before heading into the office." Ava glanced up from her coloring with a grin. "Daddy makes the best pancakes ever! He even put chocolate chips in mine, see?" She held up a forkful of fluffy, chocolate-dotted cake proudly. Lily laughed, moving to sit beside her daughter and sneak a bite. "Mmm, daddy is spoiling us this morning, huh? These are delicious, babe."

She'd somehow landed herself a taste of the wealthy life. I had to admit, this sugar daddy’s taste was, to put it mildly, quite peculiar. "No, not at all. Ms. Lawrence looks like a kind, family-oriented woman." I practically bit down on the words "kind" and "family-oriented". Mom coughed guiltily and hurriedly held a peeled grape up to Kyle's mouth. "Kyle, sit down and rest. Leave tutoring the child to Mr. Wilder." Kyle casually took hold of her hand. Though he was smiling, there was an unmistakable sense of control in his voice.