Romans & histoires Ella Es Tu Padre Capitulo 1

He looked between the two adults like he was solving a mystery, and his eyes narrowed in suspicion. His lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at Pierce, long and hard, taking note of his ember eyes—the same eye color as his. "Why did you say... you're my father?" he asked, his eyes narrowed on Pierce. Pierce opened his mouth, but no words came out at first. He ran a hand through his hair and leaned forward a little more. "Because I am," he said, voice calm. Elian's brows furrowed deeper. His head tilted slightly, then he turned to Camille.

Dad growled and I blinked, facing Ignatio once again. I bowed slightly, avoiding eye contact with him. He's my father's best friend and just a few hours ago, he watched me strip for men and even fucked my mouth. Doomed! "Hi, Mr. Sandro. I'm Eloise" I said, not being able to face him. I heard him chuckle, deep and sexy. My heart raced, pussy dripping wet for him. I wanted to press my thighs together and honestly, it took everything in me not to do that.

he said with forced laughter, glancing at Leah. Elijah clearly saw that Leah was staring at an old man who looked familiar to him. When he realized who the old man was, it hit him — it was Elijah’s father. “Papa?! He’s here? I thought he was in America?!” he exclaimed. “And why is she staring at my father? Don’t tell me she plans to tell him that my baby is actually hers?! That can’t happen!” “Nanny! Take Lucifer and put him to sleep. I’m going to talk to my Papa!” he ordered.

“What are you two talking about?” Ethan blinked. “We’re just wondering… is he our father?” The air stopped moving. Irene’s chest froze mid-breath. Her hands fell to her sides, her mouth open but no words came out. Elias looked up. “Is he, Mama?” “No,” she said sharply. “Don’t say that again.” “But ” “I said no!” she snapped, her voice rising. “He is not your father! Stop talking nonsense!” Elias threw up his hands. “Good! Because that man was very rude!”

I nodded, disappointed that Amira had not told them anything about me being their father “You are right. I am the alpha of the pack, but do you know what else I am to you?” Noah knelt beside Elias “Eli, this is your daddy. Remember your mummy said he was also here?” Elias’s eyes widened and his lips parted in surprise. Goddess, the boy was a stunner. His adorable expression almost had me crossing the room and pulling him into a tight hug and never letting him go. Elias blinked at me as though he was trying to process the words, and I waited for him patiently to do that. For a moment, he didn’t move and just stared at me, then all of a sudden, he ran forward and slammed his tiny body into min

I said, and he shook his head. “That is what they had us all believing. It turns out, Eli has a son.” He said, and I frowned. “I don’t know how he ended up being Capo with the presence of his father…” “He is dead.” I said, and Cartel frowned in confusion. “They found him in the club earlier today. I was heading there but your man got in my way.”

I could see the side of his face. Where have I seen him before? “He- Rose he is the one I was talking about.” She said tugging at my arm. Zeus and the guy were talking about something. Moments after they walked towards the front garden area where the fountain was resided. “Did you see him? Oh my god he is so hot.” Elisa had a dreamy look on her eyes. “Who is he though?” I asked. “He is the son of the dilf I was talking about the other day on the phone.” My mouth turned into an o shape.

ELENA’S POV I couldn’t believe that I was actually here and in my mother’s arms. I had missed being held by this woman more than I cared to admit. I missed hearing her voice and being calmed down by her. I had even forgotten that she was once the centre of my world, I had forgotten that she was once a god in my eyes. I couldn’t even believe that I had allowed Lukas to make me hate my own m0ther, but now that I was here I wanted to make up for all the time that we had lost while we were away from each other. Despite being in my mother’s arms, I still couldn’t help noticing that there was someone missing her there. It was my father. I wondered if he didn’t want to see me after all, had I come

he admitted, “She doesn’t want to call Elisa. She doesn’t want to go back to Cebu. Does she expect me to take care of her?” “Maybe that’s why she came to you.” “She’s afraid her father will hurt her. Damn. What is Elisa doing to allow her father to hurt her?” “Wait, sir. Who is Elisa? You’ve been mentioning Elisa. I’m confused. Katy is your sister, and her father isn’t your father. Is Elisa your mother?” “Uhm,” he reluctantly replied, but it made him chuckle. What’s so funny about that? “Is Elisa what you call your Mommy?” She giggled.

“You let him stay at night, so is he, my papa?” His gaze remained fixed on me, waiting for an answer that would shape his understanding of the world. I took a moment to compose myself, my eyes wavering as I absorbed the weight of his question. “Yes, my darling. He is your papa," I confirmed, my voice filled with a mixture of tenderness and apprehension. A radiant smile spread across Ezio's face, his eyes twinkling with joy and curiosity. The knowledge of his father's identity seemed to ignite a newfound spark within him, a connection he had yearned for.