روايات وقصص ضمن Drugged And Delivered To My Billionaire Dad

A flurry of hurried footsteps receded, and the door slammed shut, muffling all sound. Jane gazed at the dismal ceiling, consumed by an endless rage and regret. When she first joined the entertainment industry, she was a novice, only able to land minor roles with a modest income. Desperate to cover her brother's medical expenses, she received unexpected aid from Ciara Tyla. She sought to repay the debt, but Ciara adamantly refused, insisting that she was merely accruing good karma.

DonMiller was a drug lord, and he owned a hecters of flower farms, there Is a lot of mix up of hard drugs In the flower farms, and people believe that DonMiller was just a flower dealer, and he has lots of farm workers, My dad took another wife named Leahy two years he lost my mom, and the new wife pretends to like me, anytime my dad was at home, Leahy gives me special treatment, and she treats me nicely, but anytime my dad was on business trips, Leahy got furious at, she maltreated me brutally, she created fear and trauma In my life, and I don't have where to go because I didn't know any of my parents relatives, and my stepmom vowed to kill me If I tell my dad all what she does for me, I wa

"But what if you lose everything because of me?" "Then it would be worth it." He shot me a smile. "Well, I still don't want it coming out." "You're embarrassed because I'm much older." "No. It's because you're my ex's father and one of the richest men in the world. I don't want people thinking that I'm a gold digger." He raised a brow, "You worry too much." "No, you know how the press is." "I won't let it come out, Kenz. My father would never let it get out."

At this point I don't know who to blame exactly, the whole question here was *"who" This time I drove slowly, I passed the place again and turned over the yard to check for something, but the whole place was clear. This was not funny anymore. I got to the house and my mom was the first person to give me a warm hug. I couldn't hold back that feeling, I let out my hands and hugged her back. "So sorry son. The news is everywhere." She said to me, I got into the house and found my dad watching the news. I just lost a million dollars, I don't know how I was going to recover from that; I had so much on me, and this was just a problem.

He promised. I didn't wait another minute. I walked briskly out of the apartment to the car waiting for me. "Drive," I ordered, clasping my trembling hands together. "Quickly," The ride home felt way too short. I ignored the maids approaching me when I walked in and headed straight to my room. Dad had gone on a business trip and I felt a bit relieved that he had. Ten million. Ten fucking million. How the hell was I supposed to get that money? I couldn't sell Dad's gifts to me. Or Gav's. They're gifts. They had to remain that way.

My mum died while having me, which is the origin of my dad's hatred for me, he sometimes thinks I was the one who took the love of his life, and he wasn't always ashamed to say it out loud wishing I was the one who died that day, not his beloved Amelia, he has always seen me like a cursed child, and he seize every opportunity to show it. I have taken a lot of ill-treatment from the man I called my father but this plan of his was the one I planned not to take, I have spent my whole life trying to erase his narrative by doing his bidding so that he can love, it's not my fault that mummy died while having me, all my life I have always been an obedient child because I always wanted to clear off

He laughs humorlessly, “Did he tell you what he did to deserve that huge amount of money? I’ll tell you, because he did not just get it out of thin air. If you look up my mom’s name online, you’d never see her past legacy of being the owner of the biggest childcare foundation in the world, but all you’ll see is that she was a drug peddler who later died. Nothing past that, who mourns people like that? Nobody, absolutely nobody loved a rich druggie, but your father made that happen, he made my innocent mum into a drug peddler, so forgive me if I don’t feel that these documents even out anything.” Elena doesn’t try to defend her father, she only nods once, moisture at the edges of her eyes. “Y

“Please forgive me. Also don't get mad at mum and Niccolo, I made them keep it a secret from you because I didn't want you to worry.” “Pumpkin, you're scaring me,” Dad said, moving closer. “Are you alright?” “Yes but about two months ago, I got drugged and was almost raped by someone,” I breathed out, and my dad's face fell. As for mine and Niccolo's relationship, I had told Niccolo that I would inform my dad about it later that week. “Who was that someone?” Dad finally asked, and I swallowed harshly. “Erik Dartmond,” I replied. “He's the-”

“His clients don’t dare complain, even if there are problems. And don’t worry—I’m not here to ask for help trafficking anything. I’m here for clean business. I need a way to move my goods without losing half to the feds or the sea.” I narrowed my eyes.“Where’d you hear about us? You don’t strike me as a man in our field. You look like some spoiled trust fund brat playing at business.” He smiled faintly. “You’re not entirely wrong, but not entirely right. My father’s a billionaire, a businessman in Texas, but he’s been in a coma for four years. I’ve been running his empire since. My brother was supposed to take over, but he died years ago. After that, my mother divorced my father, blaming him

Selena Mariani I wonder if I will ever be delivered from the hell that I have to live everyday. My dad has been a drunk ever since my mother walked out on us. I was only five when I realized that my dad was not like other dads. I had to clean up his messes. There were times I could not even go to school because I did not have any clothes to wear that fit. I knew that if social services got involved my dad would be angry and take it out on me. Things got worse when my dad became involved with the mafia. It was a way to work off his gambling debts. I was worried that one night he would not come home because he had gotten into deep with the mafia. That fear became a reality when my dad walked i