Father X Daughter Novels & Stories

He hurt every woman their father raised with great difficulty. “I get very angry when I meet bastard men who can only hurt women. They don't know how much a father sacrifices to raise their daughter. But when the daughter grew up, the father was disappointed because the daughter they loved was ruined by someone else who had no heart." Xander tried to distract his nervousness by sipping his coffee. He seemed to have swallowed a lump of mud instead of coffee after hearing Gibson's words. "Promise me, son, that you will love Angel with all your body and soul."

"Do you want more?" "Nope!" Xaire exclaimed before running back to her father. She smiled again. Her daughter has always been enthusiastic, but not this far. Again, guilt hit her chest. If only she paid more attention to her daughter, then Xaire wouldn't be asking for a father in her life. If only she's more hands-on and focused her whole attention to her daughter, then she alone could be enough. Xaire wouldn't be asking for her biological father.

From the moment Mr. Xander stepped through the door, his face was clouded with anger. He didn’t even bother putting on a friendly face for Felix like he normally would. It wasn’t until Felix left after dinner that Xena finally approached her father. “Dad, did you go see my sister today?” “She’s no sister of yours! There’s no place in this family for someone as heartless as her!” Furious, Mr. Xander slammed his hand against the table, the loud thud making Xena flinch.

"A little, but only out of worry and love. You mean the world to me, Dad." His eyes softened, mirroring the love he felt for his daughter. "Bella, my dear, you are my strength. We'll face this together, and soon, these worries will be mere memories." They sat there, hands clasped, a silent pact forged between a father and daughter in the intimate space of a hospital room. The ticking of the clock marked the passage of time, but within that confined space, the essence of love and resilience echoed louder. As they prepared for the impending surgery, father and daughter found solace in the unspoken bonds that held them together. The anticipation of the next day's challenges mingled with the war

I start screaming at him and matter get more worst me:- how can you are so blind in money. you can't even see your own daughter death. how can you be so clod hearted father:- you give you right to say that to me. do you how many important meeting I have to attend. you don't have to care about my daughter. it's none of your business me :- if that day I run away somewhere so far from you. maybe she was alive right now. but you treat her as your money making doll. have you ever seen this world. maybe you don't have time to waste

Thank you for preparing the betrothal list, much appreciated. His father was grinning from ear to ear and said, "Treat my daughter-in-law as a treasure, Son. She is an amazing girl." Xavier smiled and replied, "I will do so, Dad. Please send my regards to Grandpa and Mom." Then they hung up.

The internal family meeting was held a week later. Every member of the family was there. Dozens of men dressed in black suits sat throughout the hall, and the atmosphere felt as heavy as a funeral. Mamma held my hand as we sat beside the head seat. Father stood at the front, his voice rough and hoarse. “I called everyone here today to clarify something.” Bianca sat in the corner, her hands clenched so tightly that they had turned pale. “Alessia Vitale,” Father paused for a moment, “is the biological daughter of Isabella and me.”

“My son is gone.” “I only got the chance to meet Kade once. I understand why you are so proud of him. He was a great man. He was funny and kind and he loved his big brother. You have another son. You didn’t lose both of your sons. You have a living, breathing son who wants to be in your life.” “Xander has not been my son in a long time.” “You can’t just revoke your fatherhood. You are his father.” “He hasn’t wanted me to be his father for a long time. He doesn’t care for me any more than I care for him.”

“Okay, you have had enough. You should leave.” “I said quality control.” Her father argues. “My daughter has a reputation and I need to protect it.” “I am a big girl now. I can protect everything on my own.” She pushes him toward the door. Peter grabs her cheek and gives Cassie a kiss on the forehead. “Grow up as much as you can, you’ll always be my little princess.” After her father leaves the kitchen, Cassie turns back to being busy with the chicken wings and fries more of them. Half an hour later, she goes to the living room with a big bowl of caramel popcorn and finds her father with aunt Gilda’s husband. He is a giant man with a kind heart and Cassie’s favorite male neighbor. Her favori

the girl said, and by hearing those words, Xavier’s eyebrows scrunched a bit and a smirk appeared on his lips. "Who the hell touched you? Let me know. I will show them their place right now," she got assurance from her father. She turned the mobile on speaker and turned to look at Xavier. "Dad, there is a signal issue, I think. Come again and say what you said earlier," she asked, signaling Xavier to hear. He looked at her with his eyebrow raised, and there was no emotion on his face. "Who the hell touched you? Let me know. I will show them their place right now," her father said again, thinking how dare that person mess with his daughter, but what he doesn’t know is she is messing up with a