My Daddy Hides His Power Spoiler Novels & Stories

“Could it really be…?” My parents studied me again, narrowing their eyes as if trying to see the shield that surrounded me. I couldn’t help but chuckle at their expressions, trying not to burst into laughter at how serious they looked. “Okay, could you stop?” I laughed. They both broke into smiles, the seriousness fading. “It could be,” my father said, glancing at my mother. “So all this time…” she began, “you had powers hidden inside you, and we didn’t even realize?”

He emphasized. I hadn't realised my dad was this serious about this. "Father!" I yelled. He raised his index finger, pointing at me with intent. "Now, if you're serious about keeping your name, you need to find out where the damn powers are hidden!!!" He paused and bit at his lower lips. "Find out where her father kept it all." He whispered. "Father." My voice was laced with disappointment. "Son." He raised his eyebrows and opened his fingers with a funny shrug of his shoulders.

“What makes you say that.” “All of my friends; they can run, they can play sports but I struggle, my chest starts to hurt. I think my powers are hiding until I am older.” “Why not now?” “I’m the son of an alpha, the most powerful alpha alive….my powers have to remain hidden until I am ready for them.” No absolutely not, don’t even dare to think this child is sweet. His is the devil spawn, he is the child of our enemies….the reason my child is no longer alive.

“But it’s the tru—“ My mother begged me as her shaky voice stirring something deep across my chest. “Stop it now, will you?” I opened my eyes. “We can’t keep hiding this for a long time. It’s making me so unhap—“ “Enough.” My dad slammed his paper on the table, making me shiver from the cold that had started to settle in. “What will happen to the hospital pass over that we organised for you?” My dad’s firm tone shot at me. “Who will take over the hospital?” he asked once again. I avoided his eyes. I couldn’t be so bothered about the hospital.

he offers watching for my reaction. “Is my mother dead?” I ask holding my breath. “No, I did not mean to imply she was dead. She has been hiding for many years, hiding away from your father,” he tells me. “Why?” I ask curious and debating if I should believe him. “Your father also has multiple powers, but he has abused them. For that reason, he wants you so he can learn what your powers are and in turn can use them for his causes,” Randy says.

"Why are you quiet? Is there anything you are hiding from me?" How about this? Daddy's feeling is always strong. Is it time for me to tell the truth? I feel a rub on the back of my hand. Daddy smiled looking at me deeply. "I know you're hiding something from me. Come on and tell me maybe I can help." Take a deep breath and exhale slowly. Okay, I'll be honest with Daddy. Because it's useless, slowly Daddy will find out. "I'm ready to marry Mr. Chiko." "Really? I am very happy to hear that," said Daddy. Her two eyes radiated happiness.

To my favorite person in the world, From your sorry dad, MJ' I read the letter, again and again, to see if I missed anything, and after doing it four times as my lips quivered at the thought of someone conspiring against them, I looked at Cody, who was still looking at me with a curious gaze. Judging from how my father mentioned something about my powers that only my mother and no one knew of, I am sure he wants me to keep them hidden from the world, which means I can't let anyone get their hands on the letter.

She couldn't tell anyone. She certainly couldn't tell her best friend that she had nearly been laid by her stepfather on the very first night she had arrived at this house. That his fingers had been inside her. That she had called him Daddy while begging for more. That he had left her dripping and desperate and had smirked at her like he knew exactly what he was doing, because he did. "Shut up, Morg!" Anny hissed, keeping her voice low even though the house felt empty. "Don't forget he is married to my mother."

“Every time I touched myself—I thought about your cock. About you pulling it out of her covered in cum and making me suck it clean. About you fucking me instead—” He groaned against my tit, the sound vibrating through me. His fingers slammed deeper. I fucked myself on them harder, hips rolling in desperate circles. “Uncle, I’ve wanted this for so long.” “It’s Daddy to you, princess,” he corrected darkly, lifting his head just enough to look at me. “While I’m touching you, while I’m inside you. Say nothing but Daddy.” “Daddy,” I murmured under my breath, testing the word in my mouth, rolled it around my tongue and found it sent a lick of fire through my gut.

I do what he says without thinking about it, but once I'm done, I ask, “Why did you want me to do that?” “Can't let anyone know anything's different. Especially your mom. I think she knows by now the size of my dick, and she'll be a little too surprised to see it's grown so large. She'll probably think it's a tumor.” I blush, the realization I just fucked my daddy coming to mind. And the fact that he's going to hide it is all the more shocking. “But...” “You're my Genie. My sex slave. I don't want to hear any more about this.”