Nala Daddy Real Name Novels & Stories

His godmother, Manuela, told him that she was going to help uncle Luciano. “I missed you too, my baby,” she broke from the hug. Isabella straightened her back. “Has uncle Luciano…” “Not uncle but daddy, mom” Juan corrected with a frown. Again, his mom was making such a mistake…in front of Luciano. Isabella’s eyes widened when she realized that Juan liked it more when she referred to Luciano as daddy. “Forgive me, Sir Juan. I forgot…it’s daddy Luciano.” Luciano was on his feet. He laughed as Juan corrected his mom. She must have forgotten about her son’s desire to have a daddy.

Thankfully, she never told him his name. Nick looked up at her with a smirk. He wasn't going to say it. Was he? “You can call me Nick.” “Nick?” Nita screamed, her tone dripping with warning. Nate looked between them. “I like it. Can I call you Uncle Nick or daddy? I don't have a daddy. I don't mind calling you daddy, daddy.” Nita turned to him. “Nate, you can’t just go around calling anyone daddy. That's wrong.”

Still, I was unaware that Eva even knew this news. “What does your father do?” Was it proper etiquette to ask this question of the elite? Considering my history with Eva, I hoped we were beyond such formalities. “He’s the CEO of LiVo Technologies, and just purchased Citadel Media, which incorporates a cable channel, film studio, and social media app.” Eva snickered, sipping her drink. “He has no idea what he’s doing. He’s not even on Twitter. But seriously, Lily, he’s hardly ever home.” She took another drink. “When he’s not traveling, he’s working at all hours.”

“I'll throw something on and be with you shortly. Farh can turn the car around.” “Yes, my Luna.” Nala replied. “Don't be that way with me. I'm just a kid really, I don't think I can handle that title.” I begged her. “Oh, you're doing just fine.” Nala said. I looked at her, for anything that'd betray the fact that she was joking with me. “That can't be true.” I objected. “All I do is clean up after Damon, when we have a house filled with servants. Or is the Luna title for glorified servants?” I spoke bluntly to Nala.

“So, we’ve got a new guy on the board. What’s the deal? Situationship, friends with benefits, sugar daddy?” “Jack!” “Oh, shut up. I know the books you read, you degenerate. Like you wouldn’t want some daddy shifter billionaire to sweep you off your feet.” “Well, you’re two for three.” “Oh my god. He’s a billionaire!” I cackled. “No, Jack. I mean, he seems to be decently well off, but he’s a shifter and the parent of one of my students. So, I guess…a daddy? Literally?”

she confessed. “Is everything okay?” Evyn asked. I shrugged. “I’m not sure. I’ll speak to her.” “Nyla, how did you find me?” I asked. She shrugged both shoulders. She reminded me of a wet puppy. “This party’s all over social media. I can imagine Ryder being here.” “I’m sorry, Nyla.” She shook her head. “I’m the one who needs to apologise. I spoke to my Dad, and I told him I could get him asylum. He said he had loose ends to tie up first. He’s still working for Alpha Kai. My Dad’s in his debt.”

Daughter. My hands curled into fists at my sides, but I kept my face neutral. Ever since my real father died, I hated that word coming from anyone else’s mouth. My father was the only one who had the right to call me that. And this man sitting in front of me was not my father. Still, I forced a small smile. “You never visit unless there’s something you want.” Alpha Lowalski laughed, like I had just told the funniest joke. “You know me too well.” He leaned back, studying me with sharp eyes. “I’m here to talk business.”

Eve asked curiously. "Yep! Mummy! Crystal apologized earlier, Crystal didn't know that what Kristal said made Aleena sad, but Aleena has a Daddy. That Daddy Allan is Aleena's Daddy, right, Mummy?" Aleena said, pointing at Allan. Eve instantly froze while Allan smiled happily, he was recognised as a Daddy by his own daughter. "Sure baby..." it wasn't Eve who answered but Allan who answered. Eve's face paled even more, but she was distracted again by Aleena who spoke again.

"Because mommy married him, he wants to take care of you." "Okay…." I pretended to understand, but my eight year old mind did not know what to think. "What is his name? I need to know since he is my daddy now." "He has a lot of names…." She trailed off, almost unsure of what to say. "But we will call him Thanos, okay, my rabella?" I nodded my head and placed another question. "Where is he from?" Mom gave me those 'I don't know what to tell you, you're overwhelming me' eyes and answered hesitantly. "No one really knows, my poppy, he is from a far far away land which is unreachable to us."

“Nardy, how did you escape from them?” “It was scary, Mom. They were trying to take Noel.” Cassidy finally had a moment to sit down and asked Nardy, “Why do you call Mr. Dylan Edward Dad Dylan Edward?” “Don’t worry, Mom. We know who our real father is. Daddy Dylan Edward differs from Daddy Roberts. We’re smart!” “I’m asking for the reason,” she said. “He gave us a card and said we could swipe it casually,” Nardy explained with a laugh. Covering his mouth, he continued, “Mommy, don’t be angry. Someone gave us money. ‘Do not stand up in the ceremony.’”