Daddy Issues Novels & Stories

"Humph! Of course, it has something to do with you! If the boss hadn't been in a hurry to come back to see you and had to fly directly to Gin City temporarily, he wouldn't have been ambushed by the Quinns. It was because he was unprepared that he almost lost his life!" "What did you say?! Mister Daddy was in a hurry to come back to see me?!" Naomi's pupils trembled violently, and her heart thumped wildly. She thought that she had no place in Mister Daddy's heart… Why did Mister Daddy's come back to see her in a hurry? Was he coming back to explain to her what happened in the hospital? Naomi's heart was full of mixed feelings, and Daniel's icy voice sounded again. "Humph! So he almost died be

I think I already know what he's going to say next and I have a feeling that I will not like it. "It's not my problem anymore, Rex. I'm not your assistant or your servant that will always be there to fix the problems you have with your company." I said to Rex without even trying to hide the annoyance in the tone of my voice but Rex being a douchebag, he just laughed at me which makes me even more annoyed with him. Now, I understand why they always said that it's better to say a joke to a drunken man but not with someone who just wakes up. If Rex was standing in front of me right now, I might already have punched him in the face. "I think it's high time that you deal with your problem, Rex,"

My heart was a stone in my chest. ‘Keep telling yourself that, honey. I know what you feel. You can’t hide anything from me. Our emotions are connected.’ “I don’t know what I feel,” I sighed. ‘Insecure.’ “Oh well, thank you for clearing that up…” I rolled my eyes. Of course, I knew I was insecure. Blame it on my daddy issues. Speaking of daddy’s…. Would Connor be a good father? ‘Do you want to raise Stacy’s pup?’ I didn’t want to think about it.

He was an initiator and such a good leader. “Babe, I'm not okay. I'm in such a big mess right now,” I mumbled in a shaky tone. “What kind of mess could the mother of my beautiful kids be in that has her sounding this way? What's the matter, baby? Talk to Daddy.” I would usually chuckle at the sound of him referring to himself as my daddy which I loved but the weight of my family problems had me in a chokehold at the moment.

Isabella managed to mutter in between her moans. “Yes, babygirl. Cum. Cum for daddy. Fill your daddy’s mouth with your sweet cum.” His muffled voice came and his movement became more ferocious and within seconds she came, filling his mouth wholly. He drank her each and every drop of cum and finally hovered her, aligning his dick on her hole. “Ready to be filled by daddy again, babygirl?” “Ye… Yes, daddy.” Isabella replied, breathing heavily.

Charlotte's POV There was a time when I used to dream about the future with Layson. I would imagine if we had a daughter, I'd spoil her into the happiest little princess alive, and she'd be forever safe from harm. If we had a son, I wanted him to be as strong as Layson, inheriting his father's glory. I drew countless portraits of those children and imagined how they would look one day. But when I timidly offered those drawings to Layson, he never looked at them. He tore them up and threw them into the fireplace. He told me in the coldest tone that he could have children with anyone but never with me. He told me to stop daydreaming.

There was a reason that Grant had to go overseas and there was a reason that his father didn’t have a wife, but had two sons. All the signs were there that his life wasn’t sunshine and roses, but then again, I didn’t expect things like that for those born into power. I watched enough dramas and saw enough on the news to know that there would always be a power struggle and those who held the power would have to be on their toes. I want to be his safe space. I think as Grant shifts our position so that I’m straddling his lap. I want to at least be that. “Grant,” I murmur, beginning to move my hips. “You can lean on me.”

“Now spread your legs, princess. Daddy’s not asking twice.” The words rolled through me like smoke, thick and suffocating. His voice was too low, too dangerous, and it left no room for refusal. My body betrayed me anyway, knees parting against the cool sheets even as my mouth refused to form the word yes.

It was either that or gossiping about their married kids. “He’s so handsome, tell her Tony.” “I don’t like him.” I laughed at my dad’s comment. He didn’t like any men as soon as they were interested in me. “Tony, stop it. Come on, tell her!” My mom turned to look at me so earnestly I had to look serious. “Patricia said he works in oil and gas…” she pursed her lips to contain her excitement. “That means he’s loaded, Sierra.” “Seriously, mom?”

“If only I could tell the boys at the office about you.” My heart wants to sink, and it does a little, but I don’t let it go far. We’re going to have a nice dinner and nothing’s going to spoil that. “Yeah? They’d like me?” “Oh, without question.” Daddy chuckles. “Especially Mark. With all the problems he’s been having with his wife, Tiffany, lately?” “What problems?” Daddy just shrugs. “He’s sure she’s cheating on him—she’s sure he’s cheating on her.” He just waves a hand in the air. “It’s a whole big mess.”