Novel & Cerita Doja Cat Damn Papa

I’d never seen him so visibly worn down by the simple chaos of a five-year-old. “Will you be here to see her, Papa?” Leo pressed, leaning against the table. “Don’t go to your boring office.” Damien’s brow twitched—almost imperceptibly—as if mildly offended. “Papa had a long night,” I said gently, slipping into the seat beside Leo. “He needs to rest today. It’ll just be you and me.” Leo’s lower lip wobbled, but he tried to hide his disappointment, biting it back like a brave little soldier.

One hard slap landed perfectly on the handsome man's cheek. Yoona's tears immediately flowed down her cheeks. "HOW DOES PAPA ACCEPT MAMA THAT'S A BITCH IS JUST FOR DEFENDING THE DISGUSTING GIRL WHO HAS MADE OUR FAMILY TURNED UP!" Mrs. Yoon snapped disappointed. "PAPA SHOULD BE A MAN WHO WAS ALWAYS WITH MAMA FOR MORE THAN THIRTY YEARS, UNDERSTAND, IF MOM DON'T MAYBE DOING SOMETHING LIKE THAT! MAMA

Joanna screamed and literally shivered. "I shouldn't trust the yuzons. They really have no mercy. I wish I had listened to papa and mama before" dad said. "I just want to fix this problem"

Joe groaned, choking Polly so hard her holes fluttered even tighter around their cocks. "Best holes daddy's ever fucked, baby girl. Daddy's so proud. Daddy's perfect fuck toy," Max agreed with heavy breaths, while they bounced her between their powerful bodies like a living rag doll.

LEO Matapos makapaglinis ng sarili ay agad na akong bumalik sa table nila Mom at ang mga kapatid ni Daniel. Simula ngayon kailangan ko ng sanayin ang sarili ko na tawagin siyang Papa. I dont like calling him Dad or Daddy kasi ang landi ng dating sa akin lalo na sa kanya.

I’m such a piece of shit. “Dammit,” I growl, burying my face in my hands as tears start to prick at my eyes. “Dammit, dammit, dammit.” “It’s going to be okay.” Mr. Owens’ voice is accompanied by a large, warm hand pressing against my back, and even though I want to shove it away, I can’t find it in me to do it as it starts to rub comforting circles. “She’s going to be okay.” He murmurs as I lean into him. “She’s going to be okay.”

“Bianca, enough.” Father strode into the office from outside. His voice wasn’t loud, but the coldness in it was the kind only a Mafia don possessed. “If you say one more word, I’ll have someone send you back to the orphanage in New Haven.” In the end, Jacob apologized. His parents were called to the school, and after learning my real identity, they almost dropped to their knees on the spot. “We’re so sorry, Miss Alessia. We failed to raise our son properly.”

His brows were pulled together, those intense deep brown eyes fixed on me. “Papa! What happened here? Why is there blood?” I exclaimed, waving my hand toward the floor. But he didn’t even look at it—his gaze stayed on me, like he was studying me, like for a second he hadn’t reCasszed I was his daughter. That...struck me as strange. Slowly, the concern and bit of anger that had been on his face dissolved into this serious expression. “A dangerous stray mountain cat came in last night, and I forgot to clean it up. You didn’t tell me you were visiting today? You could have texted or called,” Papa said.

Chapter 25 Denver’s POV I shoved hard against Horace’s chest, my palms slipping slightly over the expensive fabric of his shirt. “You’re crazy,” I hissed, my voice cracking with disbelief. “You can’t seriously be saying you’d get rid of your own son just to have me. That’s insane. That’s… that’s demonic.”

The man's disgruntled voice resounded: "You don't need to care about such a hairy thing. You should take the time to pursue it so that I quickly agree to be your boyfriend for a bit.” Mia raised her head to look at him, here she pointed to slippers so she stood up to his chest, Mia laughed: “It's a cat, not a hairy thing. Painter Wayne, can't you see I'm jealous of Cat?" Peter seemed to have been told that his heart was black, so he reacted strongly: "No, I'm not jealous of cats." Seeing her holding the cat without looking up at him and petting him all the time drove him crazy, but Cat was his father's treasure, and he couldn't do anything about it.