Daddys Property 소설 & 이야기

Dad gives me a report like the chancellor should. “Dad I’m not the Queen right now, I’m your daughter,” I tell him. “You are always my Queen,” I hear his smile. “The Palace is ruined. We will need to rebuild.” “Adam wants to rebuild here. Joshua designed this house I don’t see how Adam and I continue to live in it. We now own close to 400 acres here in Washington State. We can do a lot with it and still secure it,” I sigh. “We will do it together, kiddo, I love you. Cain and Savannah are with Tyler now, they are flying to you next. I’m taking the buses with the rest of the household and remaining warriors. We should all see you late tonight early tomorrow morning?”

He said, and I felt like the floor slipped under my foot. “Yes once I get I will do with her whatever I want, and you won't ever touch her single penny” Daddy yelled. “As you can get, She is fucking pregnant and the money we want that will gonna those bastards” that person yelled “Ohh, that's the reason you kidnapped her,” Daddy asked. “No there are so many reasons anyway I am here to say give me fifty percent of her property and take her back” “I won't go to give you single money” “You don't want the life of your daughter and her babies,” He asked.

[Warning: R16+ some contents are not suitable for young readers] Dhaxzy's POV Our reception is at the resort owns by me. I frankly have no idea that I have some properties, my parents did not even tell me. An attorney goes over to our place last day and states that I am the one who owns those properties. ~Flashback~

I smiled, “He’s just too ugly. You can’t have all that money and not even think of a little nose job or a filler.” I said instead, and a loud peal of laughter rumbled out of Daddy and Dada. Papa’s shoulders shook softly as he peeled his gaze from me., but didn't say a word. Phew! “Anything apart from that?” I inquired, and Dada looked around, “There’s a problem at the corporate office.” Our ears perked up in interest, our attention sifting to him,

“And you should know, men like Xavier are powerful. He controls almost every sector. He has more power than I ever did as mayor. So you don’t expect him to be a saint. Be smart, potato.” I pouted, twirling a strand of my hair around my finger. “I just moved into one of his estates, the villa precisely, but he lives in his penthouse downtown.” “That estate you’re in,” Daddy said with clear pride, “is worth fifteen of his penthouses. You’re already a step ahead, potato. Remember that. Concentrate on seducing him so you can have a child.” After a few more words of wisdom, he disconnected the call. Daddy never talked too much, and when he did, it was once in a blue moon.

Some darkly dressed men went about bringing out their possessions. “What the hell?” Daisy got out of the car and hurried to her parents’ side. Her mother was crying. “Mom, Dad, what’s happening?” “Someone bought our house,” her dad said grimly. “What do you mean someone bought our house? It’s our house!” “Someone bought it.” He gazed at her heatedly. “They said we had you to thank for it.”

Mrs Damon's angry voice thundered at the lawyer's news news “Mr. Damon had willed almost all his property in the name of Elena before he died, none was left for you or Vera. And neither did he give me the original file he added again.” giving the most shocking news that shocked both Vera and Mrs Damon. “How? I am his wife… and.. And she is his daughter.” she pointed to Vera who looked rather unbothered, cause while her so-called mother was trying to claim her father’s property over the year she had taken lots of money from her father to build two houses for herself and her accounts were fully loaded, in a way, she didn't lose anything, except for the fact that she had no parent of her own. A

"Dad is home" Fucking fantastic!

After several long, torturous minutes of worshipping my breasts, Fred pulled back, his eyes dark with need. He spun me around forcefully and bent me over the edge of his heavy wooden desk. "Now this is what Daddies do to a bad bitch." The cool surface pressed against my bare tits as he shoved my dress up over my wide, curvy hips, completely exposing my thick ass and the tiny soaked red thong that barely covered anything. “Spread your legs for daddy?" he ordered softly but firmly, his hand stroking the curve of my ass. I obeyed instantly, parting my thick thighs wider and arching my back to push my ass toward him.

Dada cut in smoothly, his gaze locking with Papa’s, “we are also a powerful family.” The tension between them shifted immediately. Papa turned to him, clearly not impressed. “God, Jay, you are not helping the situation,” he said, frustration slipping into his voice now. Dada leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on his knees, his expression finally sharpening. “Helping the situation is understanding what is actually going on,” he replied. “And more importantly… how on earth our daughter got pregnant without sex.” That landed. Because that? That was the real problem.