Novel & Cerita Father Breeding Daughter

>>>>>>>>>>> THE NEXT MORNING I was breastfeeding my angel when his father showed at the door with a warm smile on his face. "Congratulations to us, wifey." He said, walking over to meet "We're officially parents, darling. Our ray of light takes after your look." I expressed handing our baby boy over to his father. "I can see that but he also takes after you as well." "Where is that?" "The cuteness and lips." "Really?" "Yes, my love. He takes after our look." "Our Damien is the replica of Andrew and Fiona." He added with a soft laugh. "Sure he is." I answered laughing as we both stared into each other's eyes.

My voice trembled as I asked my father for help, "Father, are you just gonna let them bully your daughter like this? Am I still your daughter?" Unexpectedly, my father laughed. "No, you're not my daughter. There are some things I suppose I should let you know. Your mother's family is our family's enemy. The reason why I married her was that I discovered that her genes might mutate. Otherwise, how could someone of such an inferior descent be worthy of being my wife? Your biological father, haha, died in an experiment. Your mother married me when you were already around. She thought that I didn't know. Yes, just like how you deceived Ted. Unfortunately, I know this trick of yours. Of course, I

Sucking in a razor-sharp breath, I take a step back. “He was gay,” I whisper. “And he couldn't father children of his own because he was infertile.” A single tear rolls down my face, creating a new trail of heartache. The heartache that I feel for him for losing the love of his life and watching his daughter grow up, calling another man papà. His face turns red, and he bites down on his index finger, trying to mask the roar that is threatening to erupt from his loins.

"That engagement is over now. When you disgraced her, when you hurt her when you became her worst nightmare. Leave my daughter alone." Habbab backed off a little, but I can see how angry he is, how he clenches his jaw, how he breathes heavily and clenches his fists so as not to hit my father. I'm afraid it will all go wrong. "Do you know a father's love for his son?" My dad asks him. "A father always carries his children in his soul, in the most sacred, safest and truest place. Yes, you cheated me, Habbab. I gave you my daughter because you told me that you loved her, that you carried her in your heart. I gave you my greatest treasure, pure, and in her wedding dress."

Kaden asked and the father and daughter gaze slowly met, the father was glaring while the daughter looked away, all eyes on them. " As I said, I don't have time for much talks. Some years back, I remembered the annoying, persisting, derisive and unquestionable ways I got disturbed in order to just have a heir," Erica eyes already turned red while her father's whole body shook in anger and disgrace. " But now, how's it going? I still don't have one till date and here am I, growing older without a heir. The goddess decided to bless me with my destined mate now so shouldn't I be hoping for one now?"

“Three times today, princess. Filled this tight little cunt while he was texting you like a worried puppy. He was right outside that door, and you were in here naked, legs wrapped around Daddy, whimpering as I came inside you again. How’s that feel, baby? Knowing your man’s hunting for his sweet girlfriend while she’s dripping his father’s load?” “Oh my god, Adrian—Daddy—shut the fuck up! You think that’s funny? your son—was right there, banging on the door while you fucked me. What if he heard us in the shower? What if he pushed in and saw me like this—naked, marked up, pussy swollen from your cock? Fuck, he’d lose his shit, call me a cheating whore, and you’d be the one explaining why his

But he wasn't worried because he had a solid plan in place. “It was my idea.” He muttered, and Felicia frowned. "Are you insane? Why would you want to meet the bastard she gave birth to for your father?” She snapped, shooting off her seat. How could Burke insult her by collaborating with the enemy? This was getting out of hand, Felicia thought. “The boy didn't choose his parents, alright? And he's a Carrington, I need to start showing up for him because a day will come when I will have my own kids and he will be their uncle." Burke explained gently, hoping to reach his mother's heart.

“Seven years ago. You didn’t let me.” His fists clenched. “That night,” he said quietly, “you left without a word.” “You told me to,” I shot back. “You told me I was a mistake.” The words hit him hard. “That was a lie,” he said. “Then this is the truth,” I replied, my voice shaking. “Andre is my son. And he is my responsibility.” Mason stared at me, something breaking behind his eyes. “And if I ask again,” he said, “who his father is?”

“Yes, Daddy… finger me harder… please…” Damien sucked hard on her breasts, biting her nipples while his fingers fucked her faster. Monalisa came hard, screaming. He flipped her over, pulled her hips up, and slammed his massive cock inside her from behind. “Fuck!” Monalisa cried. “Give it to me Daddy! Fuck me!” Damien pounded her mercilessly, spanking her ass as he thrust deep. “Take Daddy’s cock, you little slut. This pussy was made for me. I’m going to breed you after I mark you.”

Lucy had begged me not to blame him just days ago… A crash sounded on the other end, followed by my daughter's tearful voice. "Daddy, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt Adam and Sammy…" My hand trembled around the phone, tears spilling unchecked. "Lucy—! Robert, don't touch her! She's only seven years old. If you need to vent your anger, take it out on me! I'm begging you…" But he cut me off without hesitation. "From today onward, I'll be in charge of Lucy's upbringing. If you dare interfere again, don't blame me for disregarding whatever remains of our marriage."