Novel & Cerita I Wish I Could Be The Perfect Daughter

"Sitting here in our bed, carrying our daughter. How much I wanted to leave that boring-ass party and come home to my family." "But she's perfect for you…." "Fuck what's perfect on paper." The force in his voice startled me. "You know what's perfect for me? Someone who makes me laugh until my stomach hurts. Someone who challenges me to be better. Someone who loves me despite my fucked-up family and doesn't care about my money." His hands moved to rest on my belly, where our daughter was growing. "Someone brave enough to give me everything I never knew I wanted." The sincerity in his voice broke something open in my chest. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being ridiculous…."

Old money, older secrets, a family tree with roots that ran deep into the city's foundation. Noticing my persistent frown, she cupped my cheeks with both hands. Her touch was warm and comforting despite my inner turmoil. "You're my only daughter, my precious girl. Of course I want everything to be perfect for you. Who else would I live for if not you?" Her words melted my resistance like ice in summer heat, and I managed a small smile despite my anxiety. How could I explain that perfection felt like a cage when the key belonged to someone else? "Come now, we don't have time to waste. Your fiancé will arrive shortly, and you need to be ready."

"That's all? That's your wish?" Jesse pressed back against me, I moved back, keeping the head of my cock nestled at her entrance. Now she was leaning over the rail, her body at ninety degrees, her head resting on her crossed arms, fingers clutching the edge of the rail and my cock perfectly positioned at her tunnel. She panted as she answered. "No, my wish is that my father would push his cock into his daughter's pussy and fuck her. Fuck her until she cums, over and over. Fuck her until her husband comes back home and maybe after that too. Stick it in me, dad. Let's cum."

After 10 years Life has changed in the last 10 years and I never thought to be perfect with my loving daughters, they chased their dream unlike me to become young and successful as a mother I am very proud of them …… Today is the happiest day of my daughter's life, she is going to marry her boyfriend. I never thought that someday my princess will get married, “ put that aside “ “yes mam” “go and do your work” “Mumma don’t worry everything will be fine “

'If anyone can hear me... please... help me... I beg you... If you can... if there's one person who can hear my voice... please get me out of this place' "I live like a puppet. I did just what my parents told me. I did my very best to do as what they said. I gave my all just to be called as a perfect daughter. A perfect... perfect girl... that is suited for this perfect family. A perfect child for my perfect parents. A perfect daughter for my perfect mom and perfect dad... and this perfect world... everything must be perfect!"

Call me selfish but I want Sweety as my daughter only. *

"Just talk about how perfect she is." I snorted. "What?" Wes heaved out a heavy breath. I could smell the alcohol. "Remember when we were driving here and you told me about how she's the perfect daughter, the perfect everything. That your parents wish you could be like her?" I nodded my head slowly, understanding what he was getting at. "You just have to put all of those thoughts and feelings into a speech about the perfect sister you have always looked up to." Wes paused, scrunching up his face. "Although I prefer you the way you are and don't think you need to be anything like her."

I told him. "Shallow side?" He repeated. "You mean being annoying and clumsy are the real side of you?" "You could say that a lot nicer you know," I argued. He shrugged as he replied, "No one was going to say it." "I try to be perfect. I am the daughter of a.... very important person," I said, leaving out the part that my mother is a keeper. It is not something to tell an outsider. It was something only a select few people knew. The most trusted ones. And I didn't think Rai was quite there yet. "I should be falling into my mother's shoe but I just wanna be me. I didn't ask for this role they gave me."

The perfect daughter. My father had prepared a whole welcome party at the airport to welcome me back home. If it were left for me, I would be back without anyone's notice, that was the type of life I liked. Living a peaceful and quiet life but well, fortunately, or unfortunately for me, I didn't get such luxury. Like they say, not all your wishes Come to pass. " Miss Vincent." Well, it was time to show my face to the world. Fake smiles, and happy waves, show them you're the perfect daughter they all aspire their daughters to be.

No matter what I do or what I'll do, it's always not the Edwards way, full of flaws to my parents. If I have my ways, I'll have stopped coming to the friggin dinner every single last friday of the month But each months, I find myself being in the same spot head shruken courage drowned and being yelled out for being the most imperfect daughter full of flaws just like mom will say and the girl who went wayward doing things the not so Edwards way as dad will say I'll always remain the daughter full of flaws just like Mom will say, and the girl who went wayward doing things the not so Edwards way as Dad will say.