Daddy Issues Novelas e Histórias

“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

Aiden comes to my support, "But if she's serious about us, she will have to take on the role sooner or later. If not—“ "There's not a 'if not'," Damon interrupts, "We have to be together. You can be a terrible mom if you want, it's fine. We don't even know what a good mom looks like, okay? None of us had one anyway and look at us, we're the most amazing people you've ever met." Says the guy sitting in a prison cell with a suspicious black eye. "That's very sad, Damon. Your mommy issues are even worse than my daddy issues," I say and look at Aiden, "You too. Oh, now I feel so sad. You're both so damaged. I don't want that for Amy."

“Who’s starting it?” “No one specific,” she said carefully. “That’s the problem.” He stood up. “Cancel my afternoon meetings.” “Sir—” “I said cancel.” At recess, things exploded. A boy blocked Crystal’s path. “So which one is your dad?” he asked. “The dead one or the rich one?” The words hit like a slap. Crystal shoved him. Teachers intervened. Parents were called. By the time Amara arrived, Crystal was shaking with anger and shame. “They said I don’t belong anywhere,” Crystal cried. “They said you lied to me.”

"Untie me." "No," "Baby, I want to help yo-" "No," "Oh my..." I found myself laughing to myself, watching their interaction. "Okay, one hand," "No," "Jesus Christ, woman, if you keep torturing yourself like this, I'm going to cum before we can do this." "That's not my problem," she said, breathing heavily. "Just one hand. The punishment isn't going to get nullified if you untie me." "No," "Wow, okay." Daddy threw his head back, laughing. He turned to me then. "How are you doing over there, baby?"

He says, resting his head against mine, I taste his cool breath on my tongue, my eyes stay closed, I am still caught up in the moment of what we just shared. I like the endearment more than anything. Because it is true. I am his good girl and I will always be. I love him and he loves me too. That is all I need. All we need. "Daddy.." I say, smiling. I open my eyes to see him watching me with an intensity behind his dark eyes. He looks serious. "Can you stand?" He asks softly. "I don't know." I giggle at the funny prospect. My legs are truly weak. All my muscles are lax. And I think I am sore. He was rough. I liked it. But it was unexpected.

He has not spared even the tiniest bit of my personal space. "Y-y-yes daddy?" I managed a wavering reply and slowly straightened my back. I am only five feet, six inches, my father hovers over me like the ever impending, unavoidable death. He is so close I draw in his strong, virile, distinct scent with every draft of oxygen I take in. I prayed endlessly that he does not find this the perfect time for him to confront me. I wouldn't know how to explain myself. I am a curious virgin and my eyes tend to wander.

“I-I’m so close.” “I missed the part where that’s my problem.” Addison doesn’t know whether she wants to cry or scream. “Please… Please, daddy … I-I’ll do anything...” Just like every other time when Addison addresses Javan as ‘daddy’, the man seems to get weak. “Aw… My poor baby. Are you that desperate to cum?” Blushing a little, Addison nods. She sighs in relief when Javan flashes her a soft smile. “Then I guess I'll have to do something about that."

William looked at her and said, "I am making him understand the responsibilities he has now. He failed to fulfill his responsibility, and because of this failure, our grandson is in this situation today. I can't accept that such a big mistake has been made by our son. He is a perfect son and boss. I want him to be the best Dad so Nick can be proud of him" Stella sighed and sat next to her husband. She put her hand on his hand and said in a calm voice, "This matter is very disappointing not only for you but also for me, but now there is no use talking about these things. What happened has happened. Now we have to find a solution." Hearing his wife's words, William said, "Please, I don't want

I do not think of Xander that way! Maybe I actually like it when he holds me, it is not my fault his body is warm and inviting. When you grow up without much affection, it is totally normal to accept what you’re getting, even if it is from your enemy. Yes, I have daddy issues and now I’m realizing, I have mommy issues too. “What are you thinking of?” Daciana bumps our shoulders together, pulling me from my thoughts. When I turn to face her, she wiggles her brows which makes me laugh a little.

I wanted to stand up and run away, I was getting bothered and suffocated with him for even riling me up at all. “Why? Because you don't call me daddy?” I swallowed. What the hell? “You only listen to your daddy?” He continued. I glared at him. Again, his eyes darkened to a perfect black. I understood the double meaning quite well. “Yes, I only listen to my father.” “Millie, behave.” Dad warned sternly, so oblivious to the crazy situation going on right in front of him. This man wanted something but I certainly don't have it, or maybe I was just imagining things?