Diggy Simmons Daughter Novels & Stories

He knew Julian was well aware that Diana not only didn't die, but also gave birth to her children. "Betty’s my daughter," Simon said. "Julian, why are you doing this?" When Julian, sitting across Simon and looking down on the latter, heard those words, he felt as though someone had struck him on the head with something hard. Simon's daughter... Simon and Diana's daughter... Thinking about his foolish actions with the little girl just now, Julian wanted to throw her out right there and then! And yet, he couldn't.

Isabella was only 16 when her father died. She was a mess. She wouldn’t eat, she couldn’t sleep. In short, she couldn’t do anything, she could only think of her father and nothing else. Her life was completely upside down by the sudden dismissal of her father.

Paige's eyes drifted round the room and rested on a picture of young Simon with his father. "You look just like your father." She complimented with a wide smile while pointing at the picture. "Thank you, but I'm afraid my father might be a much better man than I am." He replied. Paige chuckled, trying to think of what Kentley Senior would say about his son asking a full grown woman to be his fuck mate. Her thoughts were interrupted by Simon who took her feet again and this time without warning, sucked on her toes allowing her no time to escape. "Mhmm," a little moan escaped her lips before she could hold back

Simone's pov She would hit me when Dad wasn't looking, forgot to feed me and was always holding a phone or a mirror in her hands. It didn't take long before Dad finally realized her true colors and she was sent packing from our house, but not before signing a huge sum of money from dad's account into hers by forging his signature.

"I'll find that shameless girl myself if you don't make things clear! She took my money and dared lie to me. Don't forget. She signed an agreement. I could use it to sue her!" "Mom! Please calm down." Simon tried to soothe her. "Take your medicine first, and I'll explain why I kept her around. Isn't that what you've always wanted to know?" Fiona reluctantly took her medication. After swallowing it, she pressed, "All right, speak! Why did you keep her around?" "She…" Simon leaned against the wall, staring at the floor. "She's Harry Scott's daughter. Do you remember him?" Fiona's eyes widened in shock, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Her expression twisted with rage.

Just as I was done speaking, a grimace appeared on Sophia Damer's face, contorting it for a second. She was the mother of my boyfriend, Jayson Simpson. However, the grimace lasted for only a split second. After all, she was a seasoned pioneer in the business world, and she quickly regained her haughty composure after a while. She looked disdainfully at the black card on the table and chortled. "Ten million dollars? Young lady, don't you know that you can't lie about things like these? Did you really think that you could just throw out a random card and pretend you were some rich heiress in a drama?

Simons POV (Athena’s father) She was going to have a baby. My little girl was going to have a baby. She lost the baby when she was all alone. She had no one to help her through that. Before I know it tears a burning up my eyes, I hold them back so they don’t fall. Before I can comprehend everything that is going on Monica speaks up. “ What the hell was that Simon?” She hisses out, I snap my head up from looking at the table to see her looking at me with so much disappointment and anger.

Simon looked at Afgan's face which looked familiar. "You ... Afgan? Afgan Al-Futtaim?" Afgan nodded his head slowly. “Wow, great, you're the master of a big retail business in Dubai!” Simon exclaimed proudly while shaking Afgan's hand. "I am Simon. Ehem... Aiyana's husband and biological father of the children. Nice to meet you."

She was shuddering violently now, little whimpers coming from her, tensing whenever my hands brushed her. "Demi finally came back and had to pry out what happened to me, when I told her she was pissed. She wanted to tell the police or someone, but I wouldn't let her she called my best friend Alessia who was also in Boston in Northeastern University. Alessia then called my father and told him even though I begged her not to, it was the right thing to do but I was still in shock so I didn't want to do anything. My dad was pretty pissed ofcourse he loved me so much, he's also a very powerful man so he promised to make Simon pay for hurting me but before he could do anything something tragic hap

She personally cooked an entire table full of food and bought a large cake. Then she took a photo of my results and posted it on social media. The caption only had one sentence: [My daughter is amazing.] Two years earlier, I had still been a pitiful girl locked in a cellar, with broken fingers and abandoned by the entire family. Back then, I didn’t even know whether I would wake up alive the next morning. I didn’t dare imagine any kind of future. Now, I was sitting in a bright apartment while Mamma cut the cake beside me.