روايات وقصص ضمن Drugged And Delivered To My Billionaire Dad

He knew he’d struck a nerve. The moment the door closed, I sagged against the back of a chair. Monaco. I’d been twenty-two, reckless, swimming in inherited money and a pathological sense of invincibility. A wild party on a yacht. A girl, high on things I’d provided, had fallen overboard. She’d survived, but with a brain injury. My father’s lawyers and an enormous pile of money had made it go away. I’d buried it, changed, built a man who would never be that careless again. But the stain remained. And now Lena Moreau, a viper I’d once associated with, wanted to use it to bleed me dry.

I don’t ever remember this happening, I remember this day like it was yesterday because it was this day that we began planning our escape from the orphanage. It was also the same day we were rescued and brought into the drug-dealing circle. It’s a day I can never forget, so how come I don’t remember Liam ever pulling a gun on me? The person in front of me changed from the sixteen-year-old Liam to Lucas in an instant, causing me to scream and began running back to my pursuers.

He put something in it that took effect immediately. I almost forgot that he had run the company for so long that he knew every little detail about it and knew the right drug to put in my drink to make me lose consciousness. When I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar place. A resort. “Dad, what the fuck is wrong with you?!” I couldn’t hold back my anger as I yelled at my father, frustrated by my situation. I didn’t bring anything with me. My phone is in my office. I can’t even tell Arietta where I am.

Like leaning against a wall that had a heartbeat. "Sorry," I mumbled. "I'm sorry. My legs don't work." "Don't apologise." His voice rumbled under my cheek. "He drugged you?" "The juice." I laughed, and it turned into a sob halfway through. "My dad gave it to me. My dad handed me the glass and watched me drink it, and then he said 'that's my girl' and he left." The arm around me went very tight. "Where is your father now?" "I don't know. With his money, I guess."

For the first time, Grandma prepared a hearty meal for Dad as a reward. But that same night, Dad secretly drugged Mom, causing her to miscarry. Blood ran down her legs, soaking the floor. Mom's eyes burned with fury as she kicked Dad in the chest. "You bastard! How dare you make me lose my child!" Dad fell to the ground, his face drained of color, but his eyes burned with resolve. He said slowly and firmly, "I'll never allow another child of mine to be born from a human trafficker like you! Every child you bring into this world is a curse!"

POV: Brianna Boone I got home in a frenzied state, cursing, and struggling to get a hold of myself. I know I had just thrown away the chance of a lifetime. It was the only opportunity I had to tell the father of my unborn child that I was expecting his baby, it wasn’t like I was looking forward to bringing up a child on my own. Walking away from that golden opportunity only meant I was fine being a single mother, which I most definitely wasn’t.

"Kai, that stripper is so hot. I want her and I will pay a huge amount of money for her." Aiden blew out his cigarette. "After all, I'm a multimillionaire and I can get anything that I want." He proudly stated. Kai smoked out the last cigarette through the air as the smoke surrounded him, he dropped the finished cigarette on the silverware, gazing lustfully at the stripper in red and he smiled at how sexy she was and folded his legs across each other in his black suit. He was a pervert being in a strip club, the son of a billionaire himself, he was supposed to be at his father's company meeting, here he was, enjoying himself in a strip club and staring at a girl dancing her ass in a pole, ju

He looked at her. “You cannot go without answering to my questions.” “Will you give me cash?” “What's wrong with you, Dad? What did you do with you? Where were you during this time?” She had more to ask. “I am not your father.” He replied without any feeling. She shook her head in disbelief, “You've gotten so drunk that you...” “I had stolen you. I am not your father. You will be the daughter of a bastard.” “Dad...” She continued staring at the back of that drunken old man. Her watery eyes had lost their ability to focus.

“Maybe we can-” “Not done yet Scarlight,” He grinned drunkenly. “I’m so proud of my girl. She was a drug addict, you know? And a bad one! Once she showed up at my house from some wild party with coke under her nose, just higher than a kite!” “Dad!” I cried.

but don't you fucking come closer to me" "It was all a lie. I'm not from a wealthy home. My parents were poor before they died. I'm the only one my sister has and this was what I could do to give her the best life. The future wasn't promising at all. Not in this country" "Who became the drug mule first?"