Encanto Dads Novels & Stories

“It’s just I tried to lose my virginity all week, and then again tonight, to just get it over with. But the guy bailed when I told him. He wasn’t the first. That makes six times this week alone.” Eva’s expression softens as I finish, and she pulls out a small card from her bra, slipping it into my hand. “This? This is a number that can change everything. There’s a community of men who won’t just stay—they’ll want to guide you. The ‘daddies,’ as they call themselves,” she says with a wink. “Trust me, they don’t run. But make sure it’s what you want.” I look down at the number, my fingers pressing into the card’s edges, feeling its weight in my palm. The idea feels… different. Dangerous, even.

That day, he let her cry, he stood there, soothing her. __ Just a few months ago, Zoey was here with her daughter, seated on her favorite chair sipping tea and biscuits. Within a few months, she was still back here in her father's study room with Dexter and Rafael eating biscuits while sipping black tea. In the past few weeks, it looked clear as though her father had aged a lot, dark circles under his eyes, his strength seems weak, from learning he had a son to the point of his wife threatening them. Life doesn't go well.

If she did, she’d be trapped—caged in gold. Her hand moved on its own. She signed. The moment she set the pen down, a man in a suit burst in, eyes wide with panic. He rushed over, whispered in Dante’s ear. Dante’s face hardened, eyes going dark. “What’s going on?” June asked, dread crawling up her spine. “Your father’s worse than I thought,” Dante said, staring at his computer. “He didn’t just owe me money. He sold Leo’s secret to my enemies—the Vancent family. They know I have a son now. If they kill the heir, they get my company.”

I felt heat rising in my cheeks. “He’s so damn hot. He never looked twice at me. My brother said it was the bro code and no one on his crew would ever touch me. Caine isn’t bad either but he’s scary as shit. You never know what that guy is thinking. I don’t think we want to know.” “Dante? Family?” I reminded her. She rolled her eyes and her grin widened before turning serious. “His father is The Father if you know what I mean.” “I don’t.”

Either way, it wasn’t like he would tell anyone. Corrado looked at him with his head tilted, and I knew he was probably feeling the effect of Dante’s aura. Dante smiled faintly, ruffling his hair. "I'm your dad’s cousin." "Oh hello! I never knew Daddy had a big family." He said sadly, looking at Leo. His eyes lit up and he smiled when he saw us hugging, forgetting all about his disappointment. I didn’t blame him, but I promise going forward, this kid of ours was not going to miss out on anything else!

“Welcome to our humble home, Mr. Nikolaou. I am Charles DuVernay, Anacá’s dad. I’m thrilled to have you here to witness the engagement of my daughter to your employee, Josh Hemmingway.” I watched with horror as Eros smirked at me, realizing I hadn’t informed my family about him. “Oh, I’m so pleased to meet you, Mr. DuVernay. There’s a slight misunderstanding here. This engagement can’t happen. Hasn’t Anacá informed you yet?” He held my gaze, and my heart constricted with fear, realizing his intentions. “There’s nothing to inform. Please, let’s get on with the event. Dad has been released from the hospital today. He can’t stay up for long.” I tried to steer the conversation towards safer grou

"Your father is indebted to a man. Not just any man. Andrea Santino." Elena shuddered as shivers ran down her spine. She was vaguely familiar with the name. She had heard her father yell his name furiously on the phone sometimes but she had no idea who he was. Yet, she knew he was a very powerful man. "Andrea Santino." She mumbled. "Is he dad's business partner?"

"No matter what she does, she's always putting on an act in your eyes, huh?" Elena's expression shifted too, and she immediately chimed in to play the peacemaker. "Calm down, Zoey. You're emotional right now, so you might be exaggerating. If your father's ex-wife is genuinely having a hard time, I'm more than happy to help out financially. There's no need to kick up such a huge fuss." I didn't spare her so much as a glance. At this point, she was still implying that Mom was still alive and that she was just using this opportunity to cling to Ian.

"Thinks Ezekiel was some innocent old man. He certainly crafted quite the image for you so that—" "Shut the fuck up you bastards!" I shoved Dante away, my fury boiling over. "Don't you dare try to manipulate me! He was my father, he fucking raised me—I know exactly what kind of man he was. Not you, who probably didn't even spend a year with him!" "Oh, we spent more than enough time with him," Dante sneered, his voice low and dangerous. "We knew him long before you were even a thought, Dollface. So watch your tongue, alright?"

"I'm sorry sweetie, I was distracted. Your mom isn't around, didn't you know?, he says in his rich baritone voice totally distracting me as he opens the door. They continue their conversation as he explains that Mrs Martinez is on a business trip and won't be back for another two months, but I am far too lost zoning out on his voice. The same voice that had me drooling and made me feel every other guy's voice as low grade. I gulp as I motion my head up lest I'm caught drooling. "Good afternoon, Mr Martinez", I greet, but choke at the end of my sentence when I notice the sight in front of me. I fight everything not to stare blankly and let my mind do the rest of the action, but it doesn't wor