Novel & Cerita Filthy Rich Stepdad

I needed to keep an eye out for my driver. Ben followed. — He hesitated. Fidgeted. Then, he finally spoke. "I… first, I’m sorry. I’m really sorry." I raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He took a deep breath, looking everywhere but at me. "My dad, Mr. Brooke, is the second richest man in the country." His tone was laced with bitterness. "Filthy rich. But never home." Still, I said nothing. He scoffed. "He has mistresses. Many. But only one legitimate child." His jaw clenched. "Me."

" I looked behind me to see my furious father staring at both Keith and I, "Nothing" I quickly said letting Keith go "Stop embarrassing yourself and follow me" I gave Keith a look before I followed Dad "Saul, I wanted to tell you about this before you hear it from somewhere else", my Dad appeared to be rather serious "What is it?" I asked urge to know "I can't have you chasing around that black woman, am getting custody of your basterd child and taking her back to her home", "What?" I felt my throat tightened at that "Yes, thats the best thing to do" I couldn't believe Dad was this heart less,

“Of stealing company funds. Of selling information. Of planning to run.” My head shook instinctively. “That doesn’t make sense. My dad wasn’t like that.” “I know,” Luca said. “I knew him. He wasn’t greedy. He wasn’t reckless.” “Then why—” “Because he was going to expose Victor.” The words landed hard. “Expose him for what?” Luca’s gaze dropped to his hands. “For laundering money through shell companies. For using other people’s names to hide assets. Your father found the trail.” My heart started pounding. “Why didn’t he go to the police?”

“How did you know that I was here?” He smiled, then said. ”Have you forgotten who my father is darling? His fucking rich which means I have the resources to find my girlfriend wherever she is in this damn world, come on, hop in.” That was damn right true, his father’s money was after all his money. I didn’t have to think much about it, and I rushed, getting inside. “So this person that you claim is obsessed with you, is none other than the Diego Salvador, wow I think I must have actually estimated your connections with people babe.” He was already driving out from Diego’s company’s premises.

he rasped with a grin. Alec smirked, still burying his dick deep up my mom's ass. “How could he? Ungrateful, pretentious bitch. I fucking paid for you. Your dead daddy didn't raise you. I did. The least you can do is fuck my son. It’s about time I got to sample that tight little cunt of yours too, Betty," said my step father, his lustful gaze making my pussy clench. My mom wailed, begging, “No! Please, no. Husband. Good man. Wouldn't want this for his Betty."

The brown haired girl stuttered, as tears built up in her eyes. I shook my head no and observed them silently. Long story short, they reminded me that I was their friend, and proved it by showing me pictures we all took together. It turned out that I had the wrong impression about my Dad, I had underestimated him being a school janitor, when he was a multide billionaire, the second wealthiest man here and I was flaunting his money, spending extravagantly. He was into real estate management, own hotels, companies, plus thousands of workers.

I shook her hand, my eye noticing the large diamond rock on her finger, "How's your dad doing? He must be pleased that you're finally settling down?" Caleb came from money, lots of it. His father was a well-known businessman, and one of the most notorious billionaire players. He always had a different woman on his arm. "He is, but Gramps is pretty pissed with him. Mind if we join you?" "Not at all," I offered a smile to Selma. Caleb and I had been inseparable since we met at school, I had been fourteen and he was fifteen. We had dated from the ages of fifteen and sixteen to twenty and twenty-one.

I tapped open the iMessage, " HELLO I GOT YOUR NUMBER FROM MY DAD AND I JUST WANTED TO APOLOGIZE ABOUT WHAT I SAID OVER THERE I KNOW I SOUNDED RUDE OR CRINGE, MORE LIKE I DIDN' LIKE YOU SEXUALLY THAT WAS WHAT I MEANT." As I read the first paragraph, I hissed and dropped the phone back on the bed, "So they do like someone sexually?" I asked. "This is not good at all if he went to this extent to get my number from his dad. Aiden needs to be killed so badly." I stamped my feet on the ground and clipped my bra.

Strictly crazy than my real father. "How's the work, hija?" Why he went home early? He should have been into the office. Stepdad is a Company Executive Officer or simply CEO of a cosmetics company popular in the whole wide Philippines, distributing tons of cosmetics in every store or Mall. "Good," I said blankly, holding my breath as I took for a quick kiss.

“Please… I am so close again. Let me come this time.” “Not yet.” He pulled his fingers out slowly and brought them to my mouth. “Clean them. Taste how dirty we are together.” I sucked his fingers obediently tasting my own pussy and his cum mixed together. While I licked them clean he whispered more filth in my ear. “I am going to ruin you completely Riley. I want to breed this young cunt in secret. Imagine your belly growing with my baby while everyone thinks it is just family stress. You would look so fucking sexy carrying your stepdad’s child.”