Novel & Cerita Daddy Where You Are

“And are you going to be my new Daddy?” ​

“Fine, I am sorry…….daddy” Yeah he was my daddy.

I stuttered, receiving it. Before I could restrategize, the LEDs powered to life, blaring across the room. It was my father. He was in a factory, dressed in jeans and a helmet, promoting some new electric engine. His voice blasted through every in-wall speaker. “At Monroar, we believe in motion without limits. Your dreams should never stop and neither should you…” The hypocrisy stung. For ten years, I had to live with the now, too uncertain to dream of the future. And now he spoke of dreams and motion. I was both hurt and furious.

I replied, to which Darcy nodded before taking his leave. Picking up my pen, I stared blankly at the pile of documents that I'd been signing for a full minute, my mind crowded with thoughts of Diana. Grabbing my phone, I texted her to ascertain if she was in a class or not, “Hi, baby girl.” Her response came three minutes later, “Hi, daddy. Just finished my class. Now onto the next.” “Okay. Do you have a minute? Can I call you or something before you go for the next class?”

“Where i-is d-daddy?" “Daddy isn't here.” Faye stopped herself from frowning, no, her mommy wouldn't like that. So, she just blinked again. “D-daddy sleep here l-last night w-with Fa-faye aa-and mommy!” Her mother smiled wider at her. “It was just a dream, Faye. You thought your daddy's with us but he's not. I say your dream quite frequently.” Faye's eyes widen again, slowly she said in a low whisper with surprise on her tone. “I do?"

Dear Daddy Introduction: HE: a divorcee and has a son, who's in love with her.... SHE: young with some struggles in life and in a relationship with his son... But what will happen when the father of the son starts to show affection for her as well, who will she choose? Stay with the son or with Daddy!? Follow the love, passion, desire and heartbreak and drama of Sarah, Liam and his father Riley *#*#*#*#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#"#*#*#*#*#*

he asked, his voice deep, calm, yet threaded with something softer he hadn’t meant to show. “Crystal!” she exclaimed proudly. “I live close to the church, and today is your visit, right?” Ethan blinked, surprised by the detail. He crouched slightly to meet her eyes. “You live… near the church? And your mother?” Before Crystal could answer, a neighbor, Eloise, stepped forward. “Your mother has been searching for you, dear. You should go.” Crystal turned back to her friends. “I have to go now. Bye, Daddy Stranger!”

"Daddy, please let me come. I'll be a good girl for you." Michele lifted his head from her breast, his eyes meeting hers. The raw hunger in his gaze made her tremble. "You look so fucking beautiful when you beg!" he murmured, his voice dark with satisfaction. His fingers slowed, stroking her inner walls with maddening gentleness. "Tell me who you belong to, babygirl." "You," Anny gasped without hesitation. "I belong to you, daddy." "And Adriano?" The question caught her off guard, but she was too far gone to lie, too consumed by need to pretend.

But everyone who hears. "Does anyone know where my Daddy is?"

she teased, grabbing her mat. The door clicked shut, and I found Daddy in his study, typing on his laptop. I leaned against the doorframe, my sundress short and flirty. "Alone at last," I purred. He looked up, eyes darkening. "Isabella, your mom's barely out the driveway." "But she's gone," I countered, sauntering over and perching on his desk. My legs parted just enough to give him a view. "And I'm so wet for you, Daddy. Touch me."