Daddy Where You Are Novels & Stories

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.

“Honey what's wrong?“Darlene squatted in front of him, I advanced towards them so that I could find out what was really going on. “Mommy, someone called our phone, he said D—Daddy isn't my real daddy, M—mummy, Wh— who is my daddy?“ Drake mumbled.

Having that responsibility makes my inner walls clench around him, makes me whine his name. “Hell, you were right. She’s tighter than fuck.” My thighs can barely support me against Clement’s furious forward movements, but when I start to slip, he yanks me back up and goes harder, snarling into my hair. “Only one place Daddy can get what he needs now. Right in between your little girl legs. Ask me for it.” Until I try to speak, I don’t realize how short of breath I am, my sides heaving like I’ve just run a race. “Can I h-have your come, Daddy?”

I could feel his cum leaking from my pussy, warm and thick. He lowered his head, kissing my neck, his tongue tracing the line of my jaw. “Good girl,” he murmured. “You took everything I gave you.” I turned my head to look at him, my eyes glazed with pleasure and something deeper. “I love you, Daddy,” I whispered, my voice hoarse. “I love being yours.” He brushed a strand of wet hair from my forehead. “I love you too, Maya.” He slowly pulled out, a string of cum and my juices trailing from my pussy to the sheets. The vibrators clicked off, leaving a quiet hum in the room. He untied the ropes from my wrists and ankles, his fingers brushing my skin gently as he freed me.

“Can’t imagine the things I would have done.” Harvey hummed. “I guess your knee had other plans.” Richard laughed. He stood up and turned to face Harvey. “Are you here to tell me what a horrible father I am?” “No,” Harvey's voice was even. “But you need to leave.” “I'm not leaving until I'm done speaking with my Daughter.” “She's in my care now, Richard. And she doesn't want to talk to you.” Harvey held his gaze. “Do the adult thing and leave on your own. Or I can help you.”

Jessie Lio: My mom's not coming. My father is dead, and my stepdad is a jerk. So, he won't be coming either. He crosses his arms over his chest with a petulant frown. Lucian Slater: Well, I'm not gonna let you stand here by yourself all afternoon. Lucian shakes his head and stands up. Lucian Slater: I'm Lucian, Gael's daddy, and he wouldn't want me to leave you out here either. He shrugs, but just then, the car door opens, and Gael hops out.

"Because mommy married him, he wants to take care of you." "Okay…." I pretended to understand, but my eight year old mind did not know what to think. "What is his name? I need to know since he is my daddy now." "He has a lot of names…." She trailed off, almost unsure of what to say. "But we will call him Thanos, okay, my rabella?" I nodded my head and placed another question. "Where is he from?" Mom gave me those 'I don't know what to tell you, you're overwhelming me' eyes and answered hesitantly. "No one really knows, my poppy, he is from a far far away land which is unreachable to us."

Their innocent eyes were clouded with tears, their voices laced with worry as they kept asking the same question: "Where is Daddy?" Tessa's heart ached at their distress, her maternal instincts urging her to shield them from the harsh reality of their father's absence. With a deep breath, she gathered her children close, her arms wrapped protectively around them. "We need to pray for Daddy," she said softly, her voice quivering with emotion. "Let's ask God to keep him safe and bring him back to us."

George said calmly, “I’ll call Daddy.” Duke’s phone vibrated. He was standing on the road in the misty morning. With his sunken eyes, he could not see the end of the road. He had been standing for a long time and his neck had grown a little stiff. He slowly put the phone to his ear. “Daddy, where are you and Mommy?” “Be good and wait at home until we’re back.” Duke hung up and slowly moved his fingers. Last night, he had taken Adina’s phone and looked for her. He searched every nearby road, but he could not find her anywhere.