Romans & histoires My Dad The Rockstar Alyssa

Everything about Alexander Grayson infuriated me—his voice, his smug expression, even the way he breathed. "What? Really?" Dad's eyes widened with surprise. "That's unexpected. Even if you already know him, I'd still like to formally introduce you. This is Alex, my new business partner. We're working on a project together." He smiled, "Project Sienna." My head snapped up. What in the damn hell? Out of all the names in the world, my dad chose to name a project after me. And of all the people he could partner with, he picked Alexander-fucking-Grayson?

I whispered, leaning close to his ear. He chuckled. “Laura, dear, don’t be dramatic. Alyssa’s dad owed me money and gave her to me willingly. I didn’t ask for her. She quite enjoys my company.” I hissed, “She’s pretending to like you just to lower your guard and stab you when you least expect it.” “Jealousy doesn’t suit you,” he said. “Better remove your robe and come here. Daddy wants a second round.” I paused for a second, then added, low and sharp, “And I don’t want Alyssa at our wedding.”

They both lie on the grass and stare at the stars. "You know when I was small I used to come here with Cassandra and Ethan. We used to lay here all night and used to discuss our day, our dream jobs, our everything. Things soon changed Alissa. My dad and my mom separated and we were quite young at that moment. It was very hard for us especially for Cassandra cause she was the youngest. Ethan mostly used to stay at his friend's house. He used to get fed up with all the arguments of our parents. Later my dad married another woman. I never accepted her as my mom. Later, Ethan went to become a chef, Cassandra chased her dreams and I was left here taking care of the company. Only a few understood

Alyssa couldn’t possibly be the only daughter of Robert white. There had to be a misunderstanding, my ex wife couldn’t be a hiress. She’s a fucking nobody, a poor helpless open that leeched off from me for years. The door slipping open snaps me out of my train of thoughts. My father and Martin walked in their faces grim. "What is the meaning of this Damon?" my father asked, his voice tight. "Calm down!" "Calm down?!" I screamed turning on them. "CALM DOWN?! Did you not see what just happened?! Alyssa, my Alyssa! She's... she's a White!"

she repeated. I nodded. “Don't you want to... you know?” “Of course I want to! I have no one who wants to with me!” “Well I kind of know how you feel!” she confided in me, “Your dad doesn't want to with me either!” What was I hearing?! Did Alyssa just tell me that my dad didn't want to have sex with her? Why the heck wouldn't he have sex with her?! Was he blind!? I didn't know what to say.

When she was done she looked at her beautiful fresh-faced daughter in the mirror. "Wait until your daddy sees you. He will be so proud of you." Alyssa giggled and took her mother's hand as she led her out of the room and down the stairs to the main floor where her father waited with her ten-year-old brother Kyle. Her father whistled when he saw his two beautiful ladies and he scooped up Alyssa and swung her around before placing her on his hip so he could lean in and kiss his beautiful mate. "Ew gross, dad."

"This isn't funny! I don't care if you don't recognize anyone else, but how can you not recognize Lyse? Is your brain actually fried?" "Don't panic!" Alyssa said quickly, her voice hoarse with anxiety. "Dad has just woken up. He might not have fully processed everything yet. Please stop pressuring him." She tightened her grip on Winston's hand, forcing her usual bright smile onto her pale, stiff face. She did her best to appear lively and energetic—the version of herself Winston knew best. "Dad, it's me, Lyse. I'm Alyssa—the one who always causes you trouble and makes you worry every day. You used to get so mad that you wanted to spank me. Does that… remind you of anything?"

Alyssa stood up, her teeth clenched with fury, but she took deep breaths to calm herself down. “They aren’t dangerous, dad, but I won’t interact with them at all. I’m just going as Sienna’s bridesmaid. You know how close we all are. I can’t miss this wedding just because they are Alex’s enemies.” Daniel Van Every massaged his temples completely at a loss now, witnessing the rebellious streak in his daughter which increased with every passing second. “What if they harm you?” Her dad seemed to be at his wit’s end. Eva walked quietly into the room and stood in one corner. Thankfully, Alyssa’s dad ignored her very existence and glared at his rebellious daughter instead.

Alex. “My…father is Edward Felony White. Gamma of Crystal Moon pack.” She said, and my heart fell to my stomach as those words escaped her lips. “Edward?” I repeated, taking a step back and staring at her in disbelief. This was Edward's daughter? No way. He always emphasized how miserably ugly and pathetic she was. Pathetic yes, but this girl was not ugly. Wait. I slept with my best friend's daughter. There would definitely be bloodshed if he found out.

Alyssa said. “And what do you mean by you wouldn't make it affect me?” Alex asked curiously, hoping it was not what he was thinking. “I want to end this Alex, I can't let you go through the pain my dad went through after my mum's Death and I am sure you will be able to get over me sooner than later if we end things here. I can't be the reason for your downfall Alex” Alyssa said as she stood up and started walking up to their room.