Daddys Property Novels & Stories

“It’s not like it’s impossible to stay here rent-free, unless she becomes my lover. Not only will I let her stay here rent-free, she doesn’t need to stay here in the basement either. I’ll let both her and her daughter live in the house at Palm Bay Community. If she gives birth to a son for me, then I’ll give her that house at Palm Bay Community. How about it? It’s a high price that I’ve given, right?” Aunt Rockefeller snorted as her gaze was filled with murderous intent. Zella bit her lip while trembling. Alex smiled and said, “It’s quite high, it’s even as high as the receding hairline on your bald head! Why don’t you take a piss and look at your bloody face? The top of your head is so bald

The room holds the afternoon the way the library always has, warm and particular and large enough for whatever we are becoming. My phone buzzes. Dara: Your father terminated his lease early. He left the neutral property this morning. My contact says he is on the move but the destination is unclear. He is moving. The quiet is over.

Dad said, while we were all seated in our living room. The same living room where Heath and I had been seated before he captured me. "I don't know how much more we needed to retrieve, Daddy," I said. "I think we only have three more left. I decided that those that have been used as shelter for rescued animals, I am not going to take them back," Dad replied. "I know nothing about our properties," I said sadly. "It's okay, sweetheart; it's not your fault," Daddy replied. Dad has talked about putting the Madrigal mansion for sale.

They owned the house on the street and a few properties elsewhere. The Crawfords bought the land for Power Fitness. Dave, Quinn’s father, planned to leave the family home to the firstborn son as his son could take over managing the gym. The other properties would be split between his youngest and Quinn. If Dave could make enough money for another property, he would buy another piece of land and build his own house. That way, he would have more properties to share among his children and benefit from the rental income. The Crawfords’ house was wider than the neighbors'.

Dad !!! We are still alive !!!! The property Should be legally handed to us .But ,you refused . Okay !!we accepted ... That's because ,We thought you will hand this whole ALEXUS property to our heirs. But ,now ..... Now ,you're saying that you are planning to give this whole property to that ...that Orphan girl "

"Tell me who you belong to." "I... I'm..." Alex stammered, his breath hitching with every thrust. Marcus yanked his head back, his fingers tangled in Alex's hair. "Say it." "I'm Daddy's property," Alex gasped, the words torn from him. "Again." "I'm Daddy's property," he repeated, his voice stronger this time. "With every thrust," Marcus demanded, his rhythm never faltering. "I'm... Daddy's... property," Alex chanted, the words becoming a breathless mantra, timed with the deep, punishing strokes that filled him so completely. "I'm... Daddy's... property."

“It’s just I tried to lose my virginity all week, and then again tonight, to just get it over with. But the guy bailed when I told him. He wasn’t the first. That makes six times this week alone.” Eva’s expression softens as I finish, and she pulls out a small card from her bra, slipping it into my hand. “This? This is a number that can change everything. There’s a community of men who won’t just stay—they’ll want to guide you. The ‘daddies,’ as they call themselves,” she says with a wink. “Trust me, they don’t run. But make sure it’s what you want.” I look down at the number, my fingers pressing into the card’s edges, feeling its weight in my palm. The idea feels… different. Dangerous, even.

she says lazily. My blood chills. No, no, please don’t... don’t you fucking dare. I shake my head fast and hard, urging her not to do this. Mark turns toward her. “What does that mean?” She smirks and leans forward, resting her elbows on her knees. “You’re still hoping to make money from the street? That’s old news. There are apps now. Daddies Kingdom, Daddies Underground, Sugar Babies, Domme Kingdom.” Mark squints, confused. “Can you say that in simple fucking terms?”

Alex’s voice remained soft but tantalizing enough to make her drip. Her asshole? They would take turns? Those words echoed in her ear. Loud enough to have her running for her life, but she just knelt there imagining everything they had said. Run? Oh! She couldn’t fucking try! Her pussy was a mess of juice now, and that shameless little cunt wasn’t just throbbing, it was churning and pulsing, breathing now like it had a life of its own. “I am yours, Daddies. Take me…” she said again, looking at all three of them like she has suddenly found a mantra.

Thinking of lu junxuan and shen junyao, and the thought of them holding onto her father's shares, which he had owned during his lifetime, the four years of buried Resentment, resurged like a ride sweeping over her. If there ever came a day, where she has acquired the means to do so, she would surely take back ownership of her father's shares. She solemnly made the pledge in her heart. The accomodation, which her company had arranged for her was quite good. It was situated at a high-end, residential erea. There was also bilingual kindergarten located here. It was well-suited for family with kids. The company gave her a week off, for her to unwind before resuming work.