My Sexy Daughter Novels & Stories

"Mom was wrong. What did we do to you? What did we all do to you?" Even though Ava had already experienced it once, she still hugged the diary and cried until she shook. "Mia, look at Dad. Please look at Dad." Dad crawled to the desk. "Dad was wrong. You were never a bad investment. You're my daughter." He lifted his hand and slapped himself hard twice. "I'm not human. I forced my own daughter to death." Ava crouched on the floor and frantically searched for the forum on her phone. "I want to trade my sister back. I'll pay any price."

This guy, really is. Aliana sighed, putting her fork on her plate, she crosses her arm. “You know…” instead of answering Lancer question, Aliana started to say, the corner of her lip curling up in some mockery as she remembered the conversation she had with her daughter earlier. “Someone very ‘close’ to you, suggested that I leave you because you’re a scumbag and it doesn’t matter anymore what would happen if I really did it. So tell me Lancer,” she paused, taking the expression of her mate in front of her, “How could I possibly sown discord between you two, when your daughter already dislikes you so much that she came up with such suggestions?” she smiled, her dark green eyes twinkling.

If Maya noticed it, I'd lose all my dignity. To make matters worse, when she tried to get up, her palm pressed directly on my crotch to push herself up. The pressure from her palm made my blood rush instantly, and I couldn't help but let out a groan. Seeing this, Leon quickly asked, "Are you okay, Connor? Did my daughter hurt you?" I shook my head. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Next time, don't let your daughter drink so much."

Chapter 54: Who is Sexianna Black "Don't come any closer, you are a monster." Derby told her four year old daughter after she caught her decapitating her dolls. Honestly this wasn't the first time. She really thought something was seriously wrong with her daughter. Four year old Sexianna didn't care about her mother, she had never cared, decapitating her dolls were much more fun than listening to her awful mother she thought.

she chuckles. "My dad wasn't a thief but your dad is. What's wrong has my father he betrayed their friendship. My father owns his wealth. I guess your father is a thief, not mine" Before she could say a word, Henrietta slaps her. "What gives you the gods to talk to about my dad? You pathetic liar! I will make sure my dad gets rid of you this time. No escape route for you" she said angrily and tears roll down Sapphire's cheeks.

"When I was a kid, Dad used to sing 'Daughters' to help me fall asleep. He never got to see him live. So I'm doing it for him." I stuck a few sparkly stickers on my face and slid Dad's photo into my pocket. Then I turned to Elayne, who was totally struggling to copy the look. "Hurry up! We're gonna be late!" The scene shifted to the concert venue—chill and glowing under soft lights. I held Tia's hand in one and a glow stick in the other, swaying to the music, singing like the world wasn't falling apart. The camera rolled, and for once, I didn't look like a cancer patient. Just a girl, lost in the music.

“Tell me you don't want me to fuck you till you forget your silly boyfriends name… Tell me you don't like the feeling of a big cock— my cock, in you.” “Gosh! My father is going to hear you. He has a very sharp hearing sense.” My voice came out cracked, a helpless sound. His words were messing with my thoughts. “Jake is not so smart.” “Manners. That's my father.” “Well, that's my annoying friend who keeps setting me up on random dates with plastic, ugly, and hungry ladies…” “Same friend whom you made his daughter suck your cock all night, ugh?”

"Baby, are you home?" No answer. The lock clicked and Damien was there. "Where's Lyra?" I asked immediately. He gave a lazy smirk. "How should I know? When Selene and I returned a few hours ago, she was not there. Perhaps she went in search of her mother who could not even bother to come home. I froze. "What are you talking about? She's eighteen, Damien. She's still a child." Leaning on the doorframe, he crossed his arms. “ like mother, like daughter,” he sneered. You vanish all night and come back like that, and now your daughter is gone. Real mother of the year."

"My parents are yours too. They have come to love you in these weeks. And uncle is always here with us. He is watching you from above. Think how proud of you he will be now." I smirk. "I don't think he will be proud of me for what I have become. I am a sugar baby. How can a parent feel proud of their daughter being in this type of work." I sigh feeling sad as hell. "Bruh, chill. It's not that bad. You are not selling your dignity away by having sex. You are just making another man's day out there with your company. Though, your company can be annoying at times,but let's focus on the positive thoughts for now." Lai states.