Daddys Property Novels & Stories

She looked around, noticing the area was full of office buildings. We told her the name of Daddy’s company, and she gasped. I knew she’d react like that—and honestly, I felt a little proud. “Your daddy owns that company?!” she asked, clearly shocked. “Are you sure? Maybe you’re just confused. You’re still young, after all.” I frowned. I had expected her to doubt us, but it still made me mad. “It’s really my daddy’s company. He’s Freddie Green,” I said firmly. Her eyes widened. “Of course I know that name. Everyone knows the owner of that place. So what are your names?”

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.”

He was the person the Plath family trusted the most, and he was also incredibly capable. Her father had transferred Wade to the branch company, and that was his way of showing his full, indirect support. Regardless of what Summer did, the Plath family would always be able to clean her mess. “Young mistress, you can do whatever you want. Your parents and I will support you in everything,” Wade replied and felt a little sorry for her. “The Dawns are now struggling on their deathbed. They were originally going to announce bankruptcy, but Jasper seemingly gave them a hand when it came to their property. He bought over the land in West City on behalf of Victoria.”

The air in the room tightened and Zavian declared in his graty sweet tone…. “Cum for me, Dora. Make a mess on my fingers like my dirty little girl.”

Zara's POV The Delta house was already loud when Bri and I got there. We heard the music from half a block away — bass heavy and relentless, rattling through the cold night air like it had something to prove. Light spilled from every window of the three-story house, yellow and warm against the dark, and there were people on the porch, people on the steps, people leaning out of upstairs windows yelling down to friends on the lawn. The front door was wide open like the house had given up trying to contain what was happening inside it.

Thinking about it, Matilda felt a lump grow in her throat, she swallows hard. “ where is my foolish daughter, she is never around when I need her to do something for me” Matilda yelled, taking out her phone. She hid in a corner and gave her daughter a call, after few rings, she picked up. “Where the hell are you? Do you even know what is going on around here ” “Your dad will be transferring his properties to that wretched girl in two days, two days Maddie” “Don't worry mom, I've got some plans up my sleeves after this, your sweet husband wouldn't want to set his eyes on her ever again” Maddie said with a tone of confidence from the other end.

“We are Daddies, Mia. All three of us. And we think you need looking after.” She stared at them. “You are… offering?” Cole smiled. “We are offering to be your Daddies. Together. If you want it.” Grant added gruffly, “No pressure. But we’d take real good care of you.” Marcus: “Protect you. Guide you. Love you.” Her heart raced. Three Daddies. Her fantasy made real. She looked at their faces—hopeful, serious, kind. “I have never…” she whispered. “I am a virgin.”

She had said herself she belonged to me. “She wouldn’t. Someone’s got her. Kidnapped her. Or she’s in danger- maybe some rival, some fucker trying to hit me where it hurts. Find her, Vlad. Now.” “I’m already on it, but Dante- ” I hung up and hurled the phone into the passenger seat. The penthouse loomed ahead, a glass monolith against the darkening sky. I screeched into the underground garage, barely parking before I was out and storming the elevator.

Like I was a mildly inconvenient piece of décor his father had brought home and he was still deciding where to put. Six days of pretending I didn't notice Reid noticing everything. The house was massive in the way that old money houses always are...not exactly showing off, just quietly, effortlessly enormous. Four bathrooms. I knew where three of them were. That was the problem. It was early. Just past six in the morning, that gray watery light coming through the hallway windows, the kind of morning where the whole house still feels like it belongs to you alone. Mom and Gerald — my stepfather, still strange to say — had left the night before for a long weekend. Some anniversary trip that had

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