Novel & Cerita Damn Papa You A Rare Breed

Papa sighed while testing the pasta. “Okay. Good. I think she’ll be good for you and Chesed. She obviously won’t take his shit.” I hugged his arm. “You’re okay with this?” He asked. I cocked my head, strands of my dark brown and red falling over my eyes. What an odd question for him to ask. “Are you crazy? Of course, I am. André is too. All we’ve ever wanted for you was to find your mate, Papa.” I smiled. “Did someone mention the most fabulous of the D’Amore family?” André boldly called out with a bright smile on his lips.

I felt a sense of uplift as he gave Deron little credit. “But he was here on his own mission, he’s brave I’d give him that. And smart. He is his own man, didn’t seem like the folk that ever really needed anyones help from the start to be honest.” Papa was an intuitive type, he could easy tell if someone was helpless, loyal or distrustful just by talking to them. “On his own mission…” I repeated after him in a whispery voice. “Let the boy go doll, you have Nelma to worry about. You don’t want her growing up without any parental love… you know how painful that is.”

"Forget about Samantha. I'm not afraid anymore. Once the pact is signed, I'll proudly tell the world that I have such an incredible son who is both half human and half vampire." "Aw, Dad, I love you," Jairus expressed his affection. "I love you too, son. Yay, I'm excited to be a grandpa!" Mr. Ezekiel's excitement was evident. "Haha, we'll be waiting," Jairus responded. With those words, the call ended, leaving both men smiling as they contemplated the new chapter in their lives. The question remained: Would it bring happiness or hatred? —------------- "Agnes, honey?" Jairus called out to her from behind as she was engrossed in chopping vegetables, presumably for some soup.

Were I to displease him, I would find myself shackled in marriage to some corpulent, middle-aged man, driven solely by carnal desires. “She’s my daughter, Rara Morris.” Papa introduced me to his guests ripping my attention from my reflection to stare in front with a strained fake smile on my bright red lips. Papa cast me a look that promised retribution for my absent-minded attitude. I gulped as he squeezed my wrist. Uh-oh. “Hello, nice to meet you.” “Gorgeous, isn’t she?” Papa said proudly making a shiver run down my spine. I better not disappoint him tonight. I gave a tight-lipped smile to strangers who seemed twice my age with a greasy smile and protruding belly.

Almost at once she backed off and exclaimed "Thanks Mr Matthews, that was the best night ever!" Stunned for a moment she turned around and opened the door to her parents. Cindy immediately walked out telling her parents how helpful I had been and that I had be a true gentleman to her. I could barely look her parents in the eye as they thanked me and left to take their eighteen year old daughter home, little knowing that her young tight pussy was full of my warm cum.

Kahit papaano ay nagising ang kanyang imahinasyon sa hitsura ng babaeng ito. Ngunit ang pagsasama ng isang romantikong relasyon sa kanyang kuwento? Hindi, hindi niya magagawa iyon. Umiling siya. "Hindi ako sigurado na ito ay isang magandang ideya, Peter. Ang Romance at ako ay dalawang magkaibang mundo. Hindi ko ito gagawing kapani-paniwala sa aking mga mambabasa. Gayundin, hindi nakuha ni Detective Zane ang kanyang palayaw na 'Ginintuang puso' nang walang bayad."

“What happened to DILF Alpha?” Papa’s head lifted. Darren didn’t look remotely sorry. “I spared everyone,” Darren said calmly. Papa’s eyes narrowed at me. “André,” Papa said softly, his tone lethal. I smiled with all my teeth. “Happy Father’s Day?” “I should drown you in the fountain,” Papa said coldly. “But you won’t,” I said sweetly. “No,” Papa said, setting the mug beside his plate. “I will use the mug first.” That made something warm bloom in my chest.

Maybe surrender was the only way left to survive. So I smiled, small and obedient, even as my bones screamed, “Where is he taking me?” “He wants to give you a few gifts. He’ll bring you back whenever you ask,” Papà said smoothly, like it was a kindness. His hand pressed heavier against my back, “I know it feels frightening. You’ve never been alone in the presence of a man before, not like this,” his eyes glinted as he bent closer, voice turned low, meant only for me, “But you must remember who you are. You are a Capone, and this is what we are bred for.”

“There's a man headed in your direction, perhaps with a camera. Bring him to me, you know my location.” My eyes narrowed on him. Within five minutes, another huge ass man was carrying another man, and he soon dropped him like a sack in front of my very feet. He cried out in pain, and I couldn't look any of the men in the eyes. I was rather terrified. Dane just looked at me as he spoke with all seriousness. “You think your dad is stupid? My princess, this wouldn't be your first tail. You've had a tail since I've known you. You just never knew and let's say, I've dealt with that…”

“Everything I touch feels wrong. The photos look dead. I can’t focus for more than ten minutes without needing you inside me, Daddy.” Aiden gripped my hips harder and railed me mercilessly, his heavy balls slapping loudly against my taint with every thrust. “That’s because your body has accepted what your mind is still fighting,” he growled, reaching around to flick the bars of my cage. “Photography was never going to be enough for a greedy little breeding slut like you. This, being bent over and bred like a good little cum dump, is what you were made for.”