Overprotective Dads Novels & Stories

Being the protective Dad that he was. I shook my head in disbelief, but my Dad seemed not to notice as he simply continued. "Has he tried anything with you yet? Oh, wait... no. Fuck no... Are you sure he isn’t just saying this to get you to do things with him? Obviously, you can't tell who your fated mate is yet, Isabella. He could be taking advantage of that. He would not be the first jumped up little wolf to try it. Are you sure he isn't? Because I swear to the fucking moon goddess…” “Dad!” I interrupted, holding back the smile that was threatening at my Dad’s far too protective side coming out, while also hating the fact he automatically assumed it was a guy. He was going way too much ove

"He's barely been home since that tape went viral, and when he does come over, he stays in his office. Today he hasn't been here at all." "He was with Sofia an hour ago." And he got so fucking close to her it'd ruined my day, and I hated myself for being too far away from her to personally protect her. She'd undoubtedly grown tougher and bolder since we first met, and I knew she could handle my father better now, but he was still who he was. She didn't need to have to handle him. Why couldn't he just be a normal man for once in his life? "You really need to protect that girl from your father, Dom," Olivia strongly advised me. "Your father's obsession with her is becoming scary, and it's just

"I know. But my house, my rules. They need to respect the boundaries I set." I nodded. He could be so overprotective. "Just don't be so strict okay? I understand that you're looking out for me, and I respect that. I just hope we can find a way to close the gap between our families and create some understanding." "Just remember, I love you, and I only want what's best for you." "I know, Dad, I know and I trust you. You already scared them." I chuckled. My dad followed suit, proudly holding his gun.

her mom said pointing to the door where her father stood conversing with an attractive young man. "Who is he?" "Oh, you're awake. Are you okay? I promise to strangle the asshole who did this to you…" her dad kept ranting as he barged into the room when he noticed her sitting up. It's just his overprotective nature. Who wouldn't be mindful of their only born? He then started conversing with her mom who then explained her situation to him. She took the chance to finally glance at the stranger who had now shared a seat with her mother on the couch.

Dad complimented Jake who couldn't stop smiling. Dad requested that I give him and Jake some privacy -to discuss men's stuff. My guess was that they wanted to discuss something about me. My dad, being overprotective, wanted to warn Jake about hurting me. He wanted to ensure that Jake would make a great life partner. It was my guess but I knew dad very well.

I can feel his minty breath hit my nose. "Don't speak to me like that ever again" he said, pulling his hand away from my throat. He stares at my neck for a split second. "You did a bad job at covering those hickeys" He observed. "Fuck" I breathed holding the spot where my hickeys were. "Are they that noticeable?" I whine If my dad ever saw those hickeys he would freak out, and probably go through my phone. He is extremely overprotective. He thinks am still his little girl even though I am not. "They are extremely noticeable, but I like it"

"Dad…" "Chase, please don't be too mad at Mackenzie. She is a mother, and mothers go to every length to protect their children, even though they might seem helpless. They are more protective, more than the fathers even. Fathers might think they are strong so they are more protective, but that isn't true. It is the mother's that feel the urge, so strong." Chase tucked his free hand into his pocket and bit his lower lip gently. "That's not an excuse, dad."

Dad said and cuddle me in his arms. My head was lying on his chest while his jaw rested on my head. "But why do you always seems to have a panic attack. Each time I am out of your sight even for just a while. I am grown up now not like I am an infant who can't take care of herself. Why are being so overly protective like you are protecting me from someone." I asked in curiosity. Dad disengaged from me and he had to squirm like he his tongue was tied down.

Dad and I are here now in the garden, outside Auntie Carmilla's house. "Cianna, I know I have many shortcomings with you as your father. So, I would have liked to apologize to everything." Dad's first utterance of those words had a profound impact on me immediately. It's like I want to cry now and just hug him suddenly. But it looks like he still has a lot to say so I just restrained myself first. "Because I'm so over protective, I'm not aware that I'm hurting and I'm neglecting how you feel." My tears kept flowing because of that line that Dad said. It’s only now that I also realize that the things he did then were for my protection.

Nobody would want to admit that their family was on the receiving end of threats and risk putting off a potential partner from sticking around. “That’s why you went hysterical and kept me home from school? You were just trying to protect me, weren’t you?” I asked, struggling to understand. Dad chuckled at my comment. “Yes, I suppose I was rather absurd, and I’m sorry that I’ve been overbearing lately. I don’t care about biology, Ruby, you’re my daughter here.” He tapped his finger against his heart. “You, Sam, your mom, you guys are my everything. I will not let anything happen to you, alright?” Dad’s softened tone sounded more like the parent I knew and admired.