Romans & histoires My Dad The Rockstar Alyssa

Enough to make the ice in my chest feel smaller. Caleb kicked his heels in the grass. “She was wrong,” he said. “You’re not weak. You’re strong. You went to the hospital and let the doctor fix you and you didn’t even cry.” “I did cry,” I said, honest. “Okay,” he said. “But you still did it.” Elijah looked at me, all serious. “There’s something else,” he said slowly. “I think your dad is our daddy too.” The roll stopped in my mouth. I swallowed hard and then stared at Petal’s button eye because it felt easier than staring at Elijah.

“You didn’t mention you’d met my daughter, Max. This is a surprise.” Wasn’t it just. He laughed a little. “Didn’t you realise? Did you two not… talk? Surely you talked?” Ryan wanted answers, I could tell, but direct has its limits. I couldn’t tell the guy she’d called him a blank space on her birth certificate. Couldn’t tell him that she claimed she had no father, knew no father, that she wanted nothing to do with her fucking father. And yet here she was. Large as life in Daddy’s office.

Swimming had always been her favorite activity and her dad used to call her a water baby when younger. “Swimming in the storm?” said a deep, husky voice, making Alyssa’s eyes fly open. She had been lost in her own world, thinking about her childhood when her dad was alive. She gaped at the sinfully gorgeous man who stood at the edge of the pool watching her with hooded eyes. His expensive suit and neat appearance indicated that he had directly come from work or maybe straight from a fashion photoshoot!

he said. "And ain't it funny How you said you were friends? Now it sure as hell don't look like it You betrayed me And I know that you'll never feel sorry For the way I hurt, yeah You'd talk to her When we were together Loved you at your worst But that didn't matter Aly’s phone rang at that moment. Her ring tone was Olivia Rodrigo’s traitor. "What, Jax?” she rudely answered. “ It’s dad,” he managed to say.

Tyler asked, Grabbing his shirt and he scoffed. "My Dad told me you idiot,I found out when you told me a girl called Nancy is one of Romano's girls and I traced it to Carmen information, That's when I found out that Alessia is the daughter of Carmen, The man my father, your parents and Batista ganged up against" He confessed and I shook my head, trying not to believe what he's saying.

“Grandpa doesn’t have a mate anymore, Marvel. That’s not funny.” “It’s true,” Dad mutters, looking at the woman for the first time since he walked in. He’s looking at her in a way he never looked at my mom. There is adoration and a tenderness in his eyes I’ve never seen before. “She’s, uh, my second chance, it appears.” “Don’t you mean third?” Rick tilts his head in confusion. “I mean, I know Luna Harriet was a chosen mate, but your fated mate was Alyssa, Lucy’s sister, wasn’t it?”

They came to know more about her. Alyssa didn’t interact with Cara much since she didn’t click with strangers easily. Her nature was totally different from that of Sienna and Eva who could make friends with everyone. Therefore, she stayed close to Mrs. Donnelly who seemed to have taken a liking to her. With many common interests, Alyssa felt comfortable chatting with Mrs. Donnelly. In fact, she was more motherly than her own mom who hardly noticed her, her life revolving around her son, Alexander, and second husband, Daniel Van Every. Alyssa knew that her mom hated her and her real father with all her heart.

Sean said not caring at all Alysa who was listening at the door was in tears,,is she sure this man is her biological father? He treats her like shit,like she's not part of the family. She left the door when she noticed her mother coming out,she immediately ran to her small room. She's Alysa as you know,24 years old,blonde hair,dark eyes,skinny,in summary she's a model in her own world,but her only problem is her father. And right now he already sold her to someone she doesn't even know about,is that not wickedness??

"I'm sorry, Alysia... I can't wait to tell you, I'm remarried Daughter, your mommy has been dead for five years... it's time for me to love again. I hope you understand, Alysia. I still want us to be together as a family," "NO!? I can't accept them, sorry Dad! I don't want them for you! because they are only chasing you for the money, one day their true nature will also come out," Alysia angrily taught them to make her father conscious. But, what she received was a strong slap from her father. It was so painful that he chose them more than her daughter, out of resentment. She left the Mansion and ran away and never go home. TWO YEARS LATER...

I took care of myself as best as I could with the little amenities that were available—too distracted and out of it to take care of the dampness down there—before putting on the jean gown I had picked out earlier, and I thought to call Bethany before walking out of the room. She sounded wary before I spoke into the phone, "Hey girl." "Lyra?" "Yup" "My God, are you okay?" "Uhm... Yeah" She must have noticed my absence already. "What of your dad? Is he fine?" "Yes. Why?" "Wait, don't you... Haven't you seen the news? I thought you went home because of that." "What news?" I typed in my father's name to see what the news was, and the headline of my father apparently committing a financial crime