Novel & Cerita Daddy's Coming Home For Christmas

Now the world felt like it had cracked open just slightly—enough to let something unfamiliar seep in. Crystal sat on the low stone wall near the marketplace, legs swinging back and forth as she watched the village buzz with activity. Drums echoed faintly from the square. Vendors shouted prices. Children ran past her in clouds of dust and laughter. And there he was again. The daddy stranger. He stood near the elders, tall and unmistakable, his presence commanding without him trying. His clothes were too clean for the village, his posture too straight. He listened more than he spoke, but when he did speak, people leaned in.

I ask him. "It's roughly 15 Million," Rex replied. "Okay, I'll see what can I do with this," I replied to Rex and we talk for another minute or two before I dropped the call. I threw my cellphone on the bed and then take off my clothes. I wanted to go back to sleep but I was thinking of doing what Rex is asking from me because I don't want him calling me again so fucking early in the morning just to bother me with updates about the Maxwell. I went to the bathroom naked and quickly take a quick shower. I came out of the bathroom after a few minutes with a black towel wrapped around my waist.

But then I saw his eye darkened dangerously, something very lustful lurking behind. “Say it again. Call me daddy again,” he groaned as he thrust his driver hard into me, his thumb rubbing clit vigorously making the pleasure tear through every part in me,I thought I would die. “Dad– daddy!” I cried. “Yess…you’re going to come on my fingers in this holy ground,” he growled. “While everyone's downstairs thinking we are praying.” I sobbed from the intense pressure building inside me, my hips grinding against his hand.

But my drive back home was magnificent as winter is fast approaching and my favorite holiday asides my birthday of course, CHRISTMAS! A big part of my Christmas tradition is to give a yearly upgrade to my Christmas playlist depending on what feels on theme for the year! I drove into our aesthetically pleasing mansion, when my face dropped. There was someone in the house Someone with a …… BIKE…… that I have seen before I walked into my house, hearing my father laugh so loud, I can't remember my father's laugh being that loud, who and what is making my father be all cheerful this evening.

Call me daddy Chapter 8 You don’t look too happy to see me Nora , I thought that you were going to smile and show me all your excitement or at least get naked in front of me like you did the last time” my uncle told me as he smiled . This was the first time since the whole stuff that I have genuinely seen him smile . He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart .

“I need to see her, I need to—” “You will, doll.” He holds me closer to his chest, wanting to calm me down. I do calm down, because he's here and nothing can harm me. “But for now, let Daddy take you home, baby.” He whispers close to my lips and I can't help but just kiss him. I thought I'd never see him again, but I guess we've been given one more chance. And it's the best Christmas eve present ever. ~~~~ It's still dark when we return to the house—Jaxon’s home. I'm anxious to see my Snowie but Jaxon tells me to be patient and have a bath first.

He was wearing nothing but boxers, stretched out casually next to Joyce, scrolling on his phone. When he saw me, he wasn’t flustered in the slightest. Instead, he deliberately draped one leg over Joyce’s body. "Woah, if it isn't the violent maniac? Joyce already told me that I can live in this house as long as I want, and throw anything that belongs to you away! "I'm her daddy after all, so it's only natural I take care of my daughter." I nodded calmly and walked to the bedside. Then I yanked the blanket away.

I've lost everyone because I pushed them away. The tears are flowing as the words wash over me, but it's a good cry. It's a healing cry, that acts as a balm for the soul. My hips are swaying to the music and despite the emotion choking me, I'm quietly singing along. “Please come home for Christmas... Please come home for Christmas... If not for Christmas, by New Year's night...”

He’d left his whole family—mother, brother, and sister—to come here and worked like a dog the moment he stepped foot in the United States. Somehow, his work paid our bills. Daddy was always cutting a nice house’s lawn, always fixing something in a big house that had more garages than I could count at a young age. He’d followed the rules of the men he worked for, but one night when he called in sick, in too much pain to go in, the men in nice suits showed up at our little home’s door. “Your daddy home?” Dallas’s frown was genuine; I could see how his eyes creased just enough to show sympathy.

"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