Daddys Property Novels & Stories

♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️♣️ >>>HIDALGO POV's<<< I was driving back home after dropping Gabrielle off at her house, and now I was having a dialogue with dad over the phone. He sounds troubled and agitated at the same time and this made me curious about what could be happening until when he said... “Mammy Julianna is nowhere to be found!” He disclosed the shocking news to me.

“She’s not your Addison, was not, is not and will never be. The moment she ended you two relationship, she ceased to be yours so next time keep that reminder that she’s not yours, she was never yours, Addison is not a property to be owned, she is a person of her own free will, not a possession for you to own.” “Fucking shit. Not a property to be owned??!! Then why were you showing her off at the party like that? It was meant to be a fucking company dinner night until you showed up!.” Joshua retorted as he glared at his father. “You showed up and kept on touching her everywhere. She stands up, suddenly you stand up, she wants a drink, suddenly you want a drink. If she’s not a property to be o

He licked it, growled against my skin. "My little rent slut," he said, thrusting harder now—faster, deeper, the couch creaking under the force. "Daddy’s property now. This pussy belongs to me." The words made my clit throb. I hated how my hips lifted to meet his thrusts, how my pussy gushed around him with every degrading name. His hand left my throat briefly—air rushing in sweet and cool—and slid down between us. His fingers found my clit—rough, calloused pads rubbing hard, no gentleness. The pressure was too much—circles that ground down, making sparks shoot up my spine.

"You're expecting the mother of your unborn twins to use her brain to answer your question while she's relaxing on daddy's chest and their other daddy is doing stuff to her feet that felt like she's on cloud nine?" Both men chuckled and I know one of them pulled up the divider so that we'd have more privacy and the twins' daddies did not disappoint when they give me toes curling kisses and one of them slipped a hand under the slit of my dress and pleasure me until I climaxed minutes before we arrived at our apartment building. "You know what other point would be a great consideration in buying a house?" "Tell me, wifey?" Grady whispered sexily while he puts my heels back on.

And with my legs crossed, I bet he can see the back of my exposed thigh. He clears his throat beside me and shakes me up, " did you have a great rest, Stella?" He asks as he leans into me, making it all seem natural to avoid suspicion, but from his breathing on the back of my neck, I can feel his smile. He knows how shaken up I am from this close proximity. "Dad, you have a phone and a fucking TV in your study, leave this for us both will you?", She says with a scoff. Always the bratty princess.

Daniel had one last full weekend with Mia and Rachel before he had to leave town for work. He told them to stay home, keep their phones off, and be ready for him naked when he arrived Friday night. The house belonged to Daddy for three days straight. He walked in carrying a small bag of fresh lube and toys. The second the door closed, he had both women on their knees in the living room. “Open wide,” he said.

Looking at them, I knew there was no backing out now. I couldn't give a ridiculous excuse to get out of the job; I was going to have to resume work under him. I was going to have to look at this massive, dominant man every single day while pretending his fingers hadn't been buried deep inside my soaking wet pussy. But Mom wasn't done. She dropped the final, absolute worst bombshell of the entire day. “Layla, sweetie… we will actually be moving into your new daddy’s estate with him and your new brother next week. So prepare to get ready for work, no excuses.”

Exhaling softly, Dad rubbed a hand over his face, then looked straight at me. “Seems like you’ve already made up your mind,” he let out. “If that’s the case, I’ve got a building in that city. I haven’t set foot in it since before Micah was born, so it’s been sitting empty for years. But it’s been well maintained—a family friend of mine has been managing the place and keeping everything running smoothly. I’ll call him tonight and let him know my daughter will be moving in soon. You won’t have to worry about dorms, roommates, or any of that. The whole place will be yours.”

"I genuinely have no idea." She rolled her eyes at my lack of enthusiasm. "It was Downtown Property Development." The name vaguely rang a bell, but I wasn't connecting the dots. She sighed dramatically. "Downtown Property Development is a huge firm that buys up shitty slums and turns them into high end apartment complexes and offices. They don't buy houses, and they certainly don't touch anything near the beach."

“Isn’t that just his idiotic belief, why doesn’t he reach out and talk to her? Better yet, why isn't her mother’s family doing something?” “Have you heard the saying; a jaded woman is a dangerous woman? I suppose it goes for men too. Plus there's only so much that Old Lady can do.” "Old Lady?" "H. R Real Estates." "I swear they own the building I live in. Didn't they sell it a couple of years ago to some..." "They sold to Ingram. He owns her mothers' parents company now. There's little to nothing they can do from what I know." “Ugh, all this bullshit's giving me a fucking headache. I mean, despite their financial status how can they just sit by and let him treat their daughters legacy like t