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.

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 "

"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?"

“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.

“No! He never has.” “Who owns this pretty mouth?” Jaxon asks. “You, daddies!” Aaron screams again. “S—Sarah? Sarah? You bitch! This is what you’ve been doing isn’t it? You fucking…” “Whose cum do you want dripping down your ass hole?” Ronan speaks next. I whimper as he thrusts himself even deeper. My face falls flat against the mattress, sweat drips down my forehead. “Yours, daddies!” “Whose cock do you want in your warm pussy?!”