Novel & Cerita Father Yohan Big Mouth

“Who made this?” “Is it that tasty?” Jasper asked, offering his signature warm smile. I moaned, nodding my head. “This food is like black magic and I feel like I am participating in a satanic ritual right now.” Jasper looked at me with his eyebrows raised and a comically weird expression on his face. “I can assure you that you aren't participating in any ritual, so please eat like a civilized person. Don't choke on it, and chew the food properly.” “Okay, dad,” I rolled my eyes before turning my attention back to the wrap.

Nova [2:15pm]: that is absolutely not a fine person response but I support your choices Five seconds later: Nova [2:16pm]: Aria. Nova [2:16pm]: Darius just smiled with full teeth. I blinked. Nova [2:16pm]: FULL TEETH. Nova [2:17pm]: I genuinely did not know he could do that. This feels historically important. I pressed my lips together to stop myself laughing. Damian stepped out of the room beside me. One look at my face and he said, "Nova?" "Darius smiled with full teeth," I said solemnly. "Apparently it has been documented, according to Nova"

he whispered as he held my chin, smiling at me. I pushed him away, and he laughed. "You think you can do what you want because my father is backing you, but ask yourself, can he protect you from my wrath forever? Because I’ll come for it; I’ll come for your pretty little head, and I really don’t give a shit about that runt in you. I’ll rip you open while I chew on that little bit of yours," he growled. For the first time, I was happy. Relieved I never gave this fucker a chance

Mason sped down the road, never speaking the entire time. I was alarmed by this restless silence. It hurt to see him like this, and yet I didn't know what to say to comfort him. What Anna said had been the truth. And the baby, well, Jethro was the father. "Mason?" I finally said softly. "You don't have to explain anything," he replied immediately as though he had already guessed what was on my mind. "That bitch was lying through her teeth, I know. You're not the slut she makes you out to be."

Dad's hips were moving and removing his balls from my face, he said, "Open your mouth, you little slut, it's time to give daddy a blow job." I opened wide then squealed as stepping forward Dad shoved his cock deep into my mouth. I gurgled and tried to pull my head back, but I was up against the bed. Dad stopped with his cock halfway in my mouth and snapped, "I said fucking suck it!" I opened wider and he pushed his cock the rest of the way in. I gagged and my eyes started to water as my mouth was forced open even wider by his thick cock. He was so deep my nose was pressed into his pubic hair and I could barely breathe. Dad stayed still then began to slowly pump his cock in and out of my mout

I smiled despite myself. “I need to stop at Yoda,” Mom suddenly announced. “What for?” “I need to buy pasta.” “We have three packs at home.” Dad said. “I know.” “So… why are we buying more?” “Because I want to.” Dad sighed dramatically. “Amanda, we’ve barely picked Sierra up.” “It’ll only take five minutes.” He shot me a helpless glance in the rearview mirror. “See what I live with?” I laughed. “Just drive, Tony.” With the long-suffering patience of a man who had clearly lost this argument many times before, Dad flicked on the indicator and took the next turn toward Yoda Mart.

"Just give me a name, Robert." "Evander Sinclair," Robert stated clearly. The name echoed in the quiet room. I recognized it immediately. Evander Sinclair was a myth in the business world—a brutal, reclusive billionaire who had turned his family's shipping and tech empire into a global superpower before he even turned thirty. My father had spoken of him with immense respect, almost fear.

I asked. "Nothing. He just looked at me." Jamie's hands were shaking. "He looked at me and smiled." "He smiled?" "Like he won." Jamie turned to Chen. "He's faking this. All of it. The suicide attempt was staged." "The doctor says otherwise." "Then he fooled the doctor too." "Listen to yourself," Chen said. "Your son nearly died and you're accusing him of lying. What kind of father are you?" "The kind who knows when he's being played."

he answered me and suddenly entered the entirety of his pet "Ahhh fuck, are you damn I told you that this is my first, right?" I yelled at him as if I knew him "oh sorry baby" he apologized and started walking away ___ "Ughh ughh uhhm hm ah" "Ugh daddy uhh ahh" I growled madly quickly and he pulled away forcefully "ughhh fvck baby your so delicious ughh" he grunted while riding fast "Ughhh daddy f-faster please ughh"

I watched as he set the box down and stood straight, giving me a full view of his amazing physique. “Honey, this is Drake, my boyfriend,” mom’s voice snapped me back to reality. “He’ll be your new father.” Like seriously? Will he be my father? I was about to tell my mother off on her acclamation. There’s no way in hell that I’ll allow such a stud to be my father. However, before I could utter the words on my lips, my wolf stirred and jumped with joy and, instead of a protest, it screamed ‘Mate'