Novel & Cerita Just Fling With My Billionaire Daddy

Connor nudges at him while giving a handful amount of hundred. "Throw at her!" he commanded playfully. The hands of Dylan are shaking while Connor is still fixing his gaze at him. This kid is faithful! Besides, Connor is a playboy and sometimes stubborn. The woman keeps on entertaining the millionaires inside—lucky enough, a billionaire joins the fun. Confetti keeps on falling like the hope of the pretty boy for his sugar daddy to stay. Even though the music is loud and the shouts are making them deaf… he cannot hear a thing until Connor drags him out of the wild crowd. Dylan bites his lower lip, "I wanted Daddy," he said wholeheartedly before Connor walks without saying any words.

Adrian said as his mind was calculating approx value and which item would start at which pricing. Fiona slapped both of her cheeks startling Adrian and Finlay who was on the carpeted floor playing with his toys. "Billionaire," She whispered dreamily and Adrian could see bills popping out in her eyes as she grinned to herself. "I'm gonna be a billionaire," She sang and twirled before she picked up Finlay and twirled with him in her arms extended out as the toddler giggled at her and Adrian smiled seeing the two. Both of them were like balls of sunshine in this gloomy mansion. They radiate so much positive energy that he always wants to be near them because it makes him feel happy.

My son cries when he is with other people. "William... baby your nanny is here to pick you up." I carried up him towards Lyra. Lyra smiled on seeing him, "Oh... look at my adorable baby. Come to Nanny." William willingly let Lyra carry her while he muttered some words. "Nana..." He called her. "Thanks a lot for coming Lyra. You have no idea how you're helping me." I thanked her. She smiled, "Come on Crystal. You have such a lovely son. I don't care about the job. I really like him."

CHAPTER 24 “Mommy is pretty!” Sevi exclaimed as he came sprinting into the room. He climbed onto my lap so he could kiss my cheek. "And you're so handsome, baby." He was wearing a tiny tuxedo that matched his toothy grin perfectly. His hair was styled up, making him look like a miniature leading man. I set him down on the floor and took his hand so we could head out. “Daddy is handsome too, Mommy. Daddy and Baby Boy match.”

And then she pulled out a slim white envelope. “A cheque for a million dollars,” she said. “Take it. Under one condition. Leave my son alone.” I stared at her. “Your... son? I’m sorry, you must have me mistaken for someone else.” I made to walk away, but she continued. “Damien. You didn’t know his last name, did you? His real last name?” she smiled. “That’s the first clue. You’re just a phase. A distraction.” I froze. Damien had told me he was an orphan, but then here was this woman who he shared a striking resemblance with, calling him her son. “He never—he never said—”

she said softly, kissing Lily’s forehead. Lily continued excitedly, “Mommy, Daddy said now you know he's super rich! Ha! Finally, we can go back to our big house! Mommy won't have to clean all the time, and you can be happy, and we can all share Daddy’s big bed! Don’t worry, Mommy, when Lily and Jack fall asleep, Daddy will carry us to our room, and you can have the bed all to yourself.” Yvonne smiled, her heart aching and healing all at once. Jack stood silently beside them, his wide eyes observing her closely, sensing something in her that his sister hadn’t noticed yet.

He mumbled and headed to the door. "But one thing you should know is that Dad is trying his best. This whole thing is much harder for him than for us. He's just trying to be strong for our sake. So acting that way toward him... Mom wouldn't be happy if she was here. And I'm sure she is not happy wherever she is seeing you acting cold toward Dad." He mumbled and left. Shantel stared down at the tray of food before her and broke down in tears. × × × "...and in other news, it has been rumored that Heartless empire is currently losing stock since the forced take over from the infamous billionaire CEO, Dominic Hartless by his brother Eric Hartless..."

“Fuck, this pussy is perfect. So young and tight for your billionaire stepfather.” He started pounding me hard, the lounge chair creaking under us. One hand covered my mouth, the other gripped my hip. “Take it, baby girl. Take every inch while the maids could walk out any second.” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned into his palm. “Harder. Ruin me. Fill me so full I’m dripping when I see Mom at breakfast.” He spanked my ass sharply. “You’re going to sit across from your mother at the table leaking my cum. Smiling like the perfect daughter while I’m inside you. Such a filthy girl.”

"If I wanted to call the billionaires, I would have done it last week. I hate that name and I hate that family." "Why?" I ask, my voice dropping into a tight whisper. "Why do you hate them?" "They look like beautiful angels on television," Clara says a sshe tightened her fist and her eyes turn dark and angry. "They build big libraries and they give money to the poor on the news, but we now that all of these, they are all fake. They are monsters and twenty years ago, my husband was their head bookkeeper. He found their secret papers where they were stealing land and hurting innocent women and children in other countries to make more money. When my husband threatened to tell the FBI, they stop

“That’s my girl! You know, Nicolas is a catch. He’s young, hot, a footballer, and his family’s loaded. His father owns SPECTRUM. They’re freaking billionaires. If you get your claws into him, don’t let go of that one.” “I’ll try not to,” I said, though my mind wasn’t on Nick. It was on Aaron and our little secret arrangement. What would it be like to have him here instead of Nick? Have my arms wrapped around him, his hands digging into the small of my back, my body pressed into his, dancing carelessly to the music—even the thought of it felt like a dream.