Daddys Property Novels & Stories

“He usually speaks through Nessa. She takes care of everything for him. But Nessa says she hasn’t been able to reach him since yesterday.” Yesterday? My heart kicked hard again. “There’s actually two of them who own this place,” Lona said. Two Masters? “Master Hale and Master D.” She paused, her eyes locking onto mine. Master Hale. The name tore through my skull like a bullet. Hale. As in Vincent Hale. Daddy? My chest seized, betrayal blooming sharp and sudden in my blood. I hadn’t wanted to believe Daniel. Daddy owned slaves? He owns this place? So, Daniel hadn’t been lying at all?

"You do, Daddy." "That’s right," Adrian growled softly, his silver eyes flashing with a wild, possessive fire as he stared out at the towering New York skyscrapers passing by his window. He was a man being systematically stripped of his billions, a man facing decades in a federal cage, but hearing his son’s voice reminded him exactly why he had built his bloody empire in the first place. "I own those mountains, and I own the men standing guard outside your door. Nobody gets past them, Aiden. Nobody touches my house. I want you to go back to the kitchen, eat your lunch, and protect your stuffed bear until Mommy and I get back tonight. Can you do that for me?"

She played with a lock of blonde hair on her forehead. “I don’t know, I guess we’ll see for now. Dave told me that the new owner said he would like to see the staff. Maybe he’s not gonna chase everyone out” she said and I let out my breath in relief. This was all my years of hard work. After Dad had died I had to struggle to climb all the way to get to his company and I didn’t fancy it all just toppling down. Beth's phone buzzed and I watched as her face lit up as she stared at the screen. She raised her head and grinned at me, she stood

I kept my hands on Daddy's chest as I quickly bounced on top of him. His big c0ck is pierced in my center, and I ride him like a cowgirl. He squeezed my breasts and played with my n1pples. Daddy and I returned home earlier and found that Mommy was not there. We don't know where she went. Her things are still here. So we're making the most of it today while she's gone. Then I have school, and he will start his long shift at the hospital tomorrow.

She bit her bottom lip, and she pitifully said, “Dad, I do not want to be the heir, but can you return the shares of Daugherty Corporation to me? That’s the heritage my mother left for me. I hope you can give it back to me.” Aaron’s expression became darker. Initially, he begrudgingly put up with this daughter, but it looked like there was no need to keep her. She humiliated the family four years ago, and she should have died in the fire. As soon as she came back, she just caused trouble. If she was still alive, she would only bring more trouble… “What Addy said is right.” Old Mrs. Daugherty, who had been silent, spoke. “Those shares initially belong to Addy. Since she is still alive, they s

Mom and Dad even fought about Dad's addiction without me knowing it. Dad did not listen to my Mom's rants. He still used all of our properties as a bet. Hoping that he'll win and gain back other properties he lost. But he lost over and over. In just a month, half of our assets were lost because of it. And now, this. We lost the hacienda just like that.

Standing firm and unmovable, I held her arms tightly, making every attempt she made to move futile. “You really are a stubborn little thing, aren’t you?” I mocked before I continued. “But don’t try to tame me or you might regret it,” I added, and she began to sob. I was surprised by her sudden change of emotion. Does she want to make me feel guilty or what? "Please, Daddy, please let me go," Stephanie pleaded, the word unexpectedly sending a strange sensation through me. She had never called me "Daddy" before, and hearing it from her somewhat turned me on and made my dick stand out at full attention, painfully straining my pants.

Daddy asked. “You made me transfer the entire property back to your name by lying. You said you’ll split it equally amongst them!” she yelled. “The property, the company, everything is mine! I made a mistake once by putting them under your name, but now my senses are back.” “I hate you for this,” Mum screamed and raced up the stairs. Dad waved a maid over. “Go give her her medications,” he said. “Is she sick?” I asked. “She has dementia and is trying to keep it secret from everyone. Imagine if she forgets about the passcode to the company’s safe…I can’t let that happen,” he mumbled.

“Anna, I know this might upset you, but the baby is coming soon. I don’t want to be away from you guys, so I want to live close by. But I can’t stay here forever. I need to think about my baby’s future. Please, don’t be upset with me. I need to take this step.” Anastasia’s instinct was to stop her, but Damien gently squeezed her hand as his voice was calm and understanding. “Addy is trying to move on, baby. We should support her, not pull her back. And she will still live close by.” He stood up and left the room for a moment. A few minutes later, Damien returned holding a deed of property. “Anna, a few weeks ago, the property next door was being sold. I had Jack buy it. Would you mind if we