Novel & Cerita Sakura Dad

“You are not aware who my father is? What is he capable of?” “W-what…do you mean?” She stammers, blinking fast. I can hear the beat of her heart from fear and uncertainty, and Oh, that’s so orgasmic. I give Bianca a look, then hum. “My father is a mafia, Laura Bells. A very dangerous man. A killer and a blood sucker.” She staggers. Her expression crumbles to disbelief. “That’s not…true…” she shakes her head. Eyes wide. “He’s a businessman. An investor.”

"Sir, today is the tenth day. The fire house is so hot, no person could endure it for this long." Yesterday's smell had led the housekeeper to guess the truth. He must be tormented inside, knowing that just a few hundred yards away lay a decomposing corpse. Imagine how sickening that knowledge must be. "Yes, Dad," Amber chimed in. "Scarlett must have reflected on her mistakes by now. Please let her out." Hearing Amber's words, my father's expression softened immediately. "Very well, if that's what you want." He turned back to Edward, his tone dismissive. "When she comes out, inform her that I've canceled her cards. She can get a job and earn her own money from now on. I don't have room in th

*“You really don’t know who you’re sleeping with, do you?” Her stomach dropped. She typed back quickly: *Who is this? What do you mean?* No reply. Her fingers trembled. Her mind raced. Her hands went cold. Her heart stuttered. The truth, now fully formed in her mind, was too surreal to believe — and too obvious to deny. She had fallen in love with her ex-boyfriend’s father. And he knew. He’d known all along. Yet he still touched her like she was his beginning — not the bridge to his past.

Then, he handed me his business card and said that as long as you're willing to swallow your pride and admit you were wrong, he would immediately send me to the international class. As the words left my mouth, a chuckle escaped me. The mirth was so faint that even I could barely feel it. "He still doesn't know that you're already dead." I unboxed the cake, sliced a small piece with the plastic fork, and placed it on the offering plate. "I wanted to hang in there a bit longer, Mom. But I really can't hold on anymore. Please don't be mad at me." I stared at the headstone, a lump forming in my throat. "I know nothing scared you more than the thought of me dropping out of school… but I've alread

Either I’m hearing things or Miyamura’s father just said that he knows me— that he’s been looking forward to meeting me to be exact. “And you too…Sakura”. He smiles softly at her. His collar tilts, I can see the faint beginning of a bond mark at the edge. Sakura smiles, but it’s strained at the edges. Her hold on her suitcase handle tightens so much, her knuckles whiten. “There’s no need to have this discussion outside, dear”. I had completely overlooked him— the Aronohai patriarch. In the face of his beautiful husband, I had looked over his presence.

She went upstairs without looking at her father again. Igarashi Kenji sighs a bit. He shakes his head and loosens his tie a bit. 'Why would I want to call her Sakura? She's Risa Ken..wake up.' "Honey~ the cook already prepared us dinner. Let's eat." Saya is still clinging to him, wanting the man to give all his attention to her. "Daddy, you must be tired, right? After we eat, I'll help you to massage your shoulder, okay?" Saya's daughter from her previous marriage, Erika, said with a cute voice.

She looked down and saw the blond covered in his blood, still shocked by what happened she traced where she heard the shot only to find mike gazing back at her with a smirk on his face… Meanwhile, sakura was still thinking about what Sasuke had told her earlier on. She was having an incurable disease and might die any moment from now, that was why she had been trying her best to be the best mom to her son. But if what he said is true then maybe she has to try it. She has to try Kazuma, she thought deeply and smiled. She then walked over to her son's room, luckily he was still awake and not sleeping "hey Sasuke, why don't you invite Kazuma over for dinner next time? "; she uttered while givin

Yua visibly paled as she shrunk back, as if her presence would be hidden from him by doing that. "You know, that friend of yours, Sakura, is very lucky" he said, meeting my eyes once more. He suddenly took out a small sharp dagger from his pocket and my heart lurched to my throat. "Don't you dare!" Mum screamed. "Leave my son alone! Aito!" "Stop this Igarashi!" Dad shouted. "He didn't do anything! Come and face me you coward! Don't take your anger out on the kids!" "Sir..." Kaito stepped up but Yasu held him back and shook his head.