My Boss My Babydaddy Novels & Stories

He was an initiator and such a good leader. “Babe, I'm not okay. I'm in such a big mess right now,” I mumbled in a shaky tone. “What kind of mess could the mother of my beautiful kids be in that has her sounding this way? What's the matter, baby? Talk to Daddy.” I would usually chuckle at the sound of him referring to himself as my daddy which I loved but the weight of my family problems had me in a chokehold at the moment.

It would be a crime to Mommy if she found out Daddy and I were planning our outfits without telling her. “Oh, what are your options?” Daddy asked me immediately. I liked Daddy a lot. He usually spoke like we were business partners. Well, we were, but we couldn’t tell Mommy yet. Daddy said we were co-CEOs of the Moretti enter… enter… enter something. I forgot. I felt so sad that I forgot again. How could I be a good CEO if I kept forgetting the name of my company?

I replied with all the calm in the world, pressing another spot on Luna’s foot and hearing her let out another satisfied groan. “Bob?” Alfonso’s voice nearly went up an octave. “Bob isn’t useful for barely anything that doesn’t involve physical strength! Physical strength is practically useless in a CEO’s job!” “Well, then you’re going to have to figure it out,” I said in an amused tone, trying not to laugh. “I took paternity leave.” “The baby hasn’t even been born yet!” “That is exactly why,” I retorted ironically. “I need to be here when she decides to come into the world.”

, Dylan shouted into the phone. "Jeez, you gonna make me shout now, and I don't want to", he came again in a much calm voice. "Alright, alright, hold on". Then there was a ruffling sound on the other end for a few seconds. "Hey boy, it's Spider", a voice growled, then sniffed. "Spider, it's a done deal", Dylan said. "Oh really?", the voice sniffed again. "Yes, I will be the one bringing her home from school today, we need to plan how to launch an attack", The boss simpered, he knew it.

I turned around a full three hundred sixty degrees and he nodded, “I think it looks cute. But I like the belly better. May I?” I nodded and he put his hand on my belly. He bent over and whispered, “Hey guys, it’s daddy. Make sure you look after mommy. Try to make her crave healthy stuff for you. Okay? I can’t wait to meet you.” I smiled, “So, you do have a cute side. Who knew?” He laughed and I could see his ears turning pink, “There’s just something about the idea of ‘my babies’ that brings it out.” I laughed, “I know. Daniel and I do it all the time. It’s funny.”

"Bit of a raise. That's all." "A raise! Sierra, that's wonderful. You got the Brand Executive position you wanted! Tony, did you hear that?” “Congratulations, baby girl.” My dad said. “Thanks.” And now I was lying to my parents. Great. "See, this is exactly why we're proud of you. All that hard work paying off. You need a man to pamper you still" "Yeah." I closed my eyes. "I hear you mom. Actually, I have to go." “Okay, busy bee. I’ll call you some other time.”

He loves it, and so do I. He starts pounding my ass harder and deeper. I’ve already come so many times that I’ve lost count. Soon I feel his cock throb and swell even more. “Daddy’s going to come in your ass, babydoll. Take it like the cum slut you are.” I’m moaning loudly and shamelessly begging for it. “Who owns you?” he demands. “Corey,” I gasp, using his real name. My boss. My Daddy. My everything. “Corey owns Sierra. Corey owns Sierra,” I repeat like a chant.

I can't believe my life has come to this after spending three years loving a single man. Only to catch myself screwing someone old enough to be his mother, It’s pathetic. Well, I'm pathetic too because now, I'm about to enter financial ruin after offering two million dollars to a fake baby daddy. What if my dad finds out he’s a fake baby daddy? No. He can't. I'm not going to tell him, and neither is my soon-to-be baby daddy, so there’s no way he’ll find out. Still… the thought of meeting an old man with a bald head tomorrow makes me wince.

Our baby boy Zeke turned 1 and Fiona, Autumn, and I prepared a Baby Boss themed last month it was successful. Zeke looks like his father but his eyes are mine. Brown-eyed. Zayn resigned me as his P.A. I tried to protest but he said no. He allows me to choose his P.A for him not to fire every month. I was out of my thoughts when I heard Zeke cry. I quickly walked into his crib. I didn't want him to have his own bedroom at the age like this that is why his crib is in our bedroom. "Good Morning my baby boss," I said. I kissed his cheeks and forehead. Zayn is still asleep and it's Sunday. He doesn't have work.

The all-working servant was busy doing regular work. “Where is daddy,” I asked one of them. “Boss is in gym” One of them replied, and I nodded with a smile. “Daddy” I again chirped, going to the gym. We have a big mansion in the center of the City of California. My daddy is just a multi-billionaire.