Novel & Cerita Father Daughter Romance

Ilang metro rin ang layo ng mismong hotel sa kanilang cottage kaya habol niya ang kaniyang hininga nang makarating sila. “I lost my daughter, miss.” Agap niyang saad sa babaeng receptionist. “Where is your surveillance system team?” Humarap ang babae sa kaniya, medyo nagulat. “This way ma'am.” Iginiya siya nito sa silid kung saan naroon ang monitor ng mga CCTV ng resort. “Anong problema, Dina?” “She lost her daughter, Kuya Maco.” “Ilang taon po ma'am?” Baling ng lalaki sa kaniya.

tell me why you want to marry my daughter it's for money. me:- she was my very good girlfriend and I want to marry her because I love her and understand her father:- love is not the reason to get married if you don't have 100 million dollars then I reject you amelia:- how I can marry someone who is a stranger father:- tell me how can you marriage someone who is that useless, begger,greedy,worthless and piece of shit. I reject him already and I am your father don't talk back. I didn't give you this kind of sacrament. and you now get out from my office

"Haha... Yes, that's right, it's dad! Sweetheart, looks I didn't dote on you for nothing!" Looking at the father and daughter, Savannah let out a sigh and smiled helplessly. Everyone said that daughters were the lovers of their fathers in their past lives. It seemed the two of them were quite close to each other in their past lives!

As he held my hands and stroked the hardness within him he made funny sounds like mum and her male visitors used to make when she was alive. I closed my eyes shut, trying not to think of what was happening. This man was supposed to be my adoptive father. I wondered if this was how a father and daughter relationship was since I never had a father before. Suddenly he stopped, I opened my eyes gradually thinking that the show was over and he was about to leave but what I saw in his eyes made me panic. He dragged me to himself forcefully and tried to kiss me. I resisted it with all the force my small body could muster.

It should have terrified me too. Vittoria and Mother had never gotten along. Mother had wanted a daughter, not a weapon. She hated how Father molded Vittoria, how he stripped her of softness and replaced it with steel. She fought him about it when she dared but Christian Guerra did not bend. They had a strange marriage. Built on power rather than affection. When Father died, Mother fled with my youngest sister. I let them. I kept tabs, of course. I always knew where they were. I didn’t want them running to Nikolai or worse, to Vittoria. As long as they stayed away from that path, they were harmless.

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.

“Oh Fred! Irish is your daughter, your first and only daughter. It's been five years, isn't that enough?” “I need some rest” “Some running away from the truth Fred! It's been five years, and you're being heartless now. Let the past be by gone! You can't even trust your daughter to believe her. I hate you for this” Mother cried as she walked out of the room. “She's paying for her sin! Let her come out true, and I'll forgive her” Father yelled over and face his magazine again. Sincerely he missed her daughter, no matter how hard he's trying to play He missed him dearly. He and her daughter had created a strong bond, and he didn't believe it to that it was Irish.

Warm blood beaded, trickled. A hot tongue dragged slowly over the cut, licking it clean. I shivered, thighs clenching on instinct. “Unfortunately,” that familiar rumble poured into my ear, low and amused, “the only woman who’s ever made me lose my fucking mind is now my daughter-in-law. Isn’t life wicked?” Knox. Alpha Knox. My father-in-law. The blade pressed a fraction deeper, not enough to kill, just enough to remind me he could. His body caged mine, leather and pine and raw heat flooding my senses.

Just raw, slick strokes that made her body jolt forward. Was dad fucking Linda? What the fuck! My heartbeat rose at the ugly yet filthy scene displaying right in front of me. Dad had just gotten married to Sarah two weeks ago and in just few weeks he was already fucking her daughter? Their whole talk about father-daughter bonding and their weird disappearances finally made sense. “That’s it princess,” Dad growled, his voice raw and low as kept wrecking her. “Cum for me, you little bitch. This tight pussy was made for breeding. Way fucking better than your mom’s sloppy cunt ever was.”