Novel & Cerita Sylvester Stallone's Daughters

Surely, she’ll know it’s not true. “That is a gossip magazine,” my father begins. “It’s not true.” I can see the fury glowing behind his eyes. “I don’t know about that,” Allan says with a shrug. “It’s right here in black and white.” “It’s not true,” I say, keeping my voice calm. “A. Savage took over her father’s business just a day or so before we had our meeting to establish the details of us procuring the property. Up until that point, no one even knew who Mr. Savage’s daughter was. I certainly didn’t.”

“Hands on the bed Maddie” the man tells her as he pinned her to the bed. Her back arched as she felt the wet kisses trail down her thighs. She pushed her head back as the three men hovered on top of her. “You belong to us Maddie” After seven years overseas, Madison returns home to take over her father’s empire. The same company that she believed would be hers and the one her dad had trained her for but instead her father hands it over to her stepbrother dusting her aside telling her to prove her worth. To prove her worth, her father forces her to work under the wings of the city's most feared, respected and richest billionaires. Knox Volkov : Dark, dominating, and ruthless.

I stay silent, imagining how many bones I can break before he starts begging. Heros leans forward, his voice dropping to a venomous whisper: “You have two daughters, Victor. Eighteen and sixteen. The pretty blonde and the big-eyed brunette. They attend that private school by the river, don’t they? The older one has a little boyfriend. How cute.” Viper’s smile dies instantly. “Don’t you dare…”

“Whaa… What did you just say?” “I said, let go, crazy bitch.” I smell trouble will happen if this continues. Letting out a sigh, I looked at Venice but her expression also changed. She’s now looking as cold as Jasmine but she seemed to not bother… It’s just a dress though? “What… don’t you know who I am? I am Stefanie Gonza! The only daughter of Steve Gonza who’s on par with the Morgans-.” She said boastfully, but she stopped when Jasmine sneered.

"So you're Shay's cousin huh?" She looked at him and then nods her head. "Yeah." "So are your moms related or your dads?" Sylvia looked at him for about a minute long, wondering to herself why he was suddenly asking these types of questions, but then the expression on his face clearly shows that they were just innocent questions without any hidden motive. "Our dads." His eyes slightly widened in surprise. "Wait so that means, you're Steve Falcon's daughter?!" The surprise in his tone made her laugh. "Yes, why do you sound so surprised?"

A girl wearing a form fitting black dress stopping above her knees and a boy wearing pants and black button up shirt appeared from the staircase. They look nothing alike with Sunshine. Her siblings both take from David. It seems Sunshine resembles Sharlene more. "These are our pride and Joy. My daughter Attorney Sandy McBright and Joshua McBright. He's a certified accountant." David boast. "Oh my God! You are Greyson Rosen-Hower right?!" Sandy shouts while pointing at me. She knows me? How unfortunate of me. She hurriedly seat beside her mother while Joshua sat beside David. "You know him?" David ask his daughter.

Lance said, his voice breaking with emotion. He didn’t know how to start, especially since he was meeting his daughter in such an unexpected way. He didn’t want her to be shocked or scared of him because of what happened to his daughter. “My name is Starr. I am the daughter of Lance Hart and Celine Salvatore.” She introduced what her mother had taught her. A torrent of tears escaped Lance’s eyes. “Sweetheart, I’m Lance Hart,” he said, a smile gracing his lips as he introduced himself. “Would it be alright if I gave you a hug?”

I yelled back, but my voice was shaking. Behind me, my daughter clutched my clothes tightly, her tiny body trembling with fear and shame. "Lying?" Director Lee sneered and gestured at my small, shabby apartment. "Ms. Sanders, don't push your luck. I'm here today to give you a piece of advice. Don’t let us see you near the school again, or..." She paused and shifted her gaze to my daughter, her smile turning icy. "We can’t guarantee that your daughter won’t accidentally fall down the stairs and get hurt."

“I know.” “You were with your other daughter,” Ana finished, lowering her head again, swinging her legs gently. Lancer frowned. “What daughter? I don’t have—” “You don’t have to lie. I’m not angry about it. Just…” Ana left her seat, putting a distance between her and him. “I been thinking hard these days…” Lancer gulped, his heart racing in unease as he stared at those moving small lips. “Can you not be my dad anymore?”

I told her, in short. “Are you kidding me?” She glared at us one by one, pointing at herself. “Me, capable of doing that horrible thing? I drank my butt the whole night.” “Honey, you just demonstrated your capability to the mafia by sitting down with their Don. You went there with two SUVs full of armed men. They also took Terzo from the Osmium. They saw you as a threat that could take down a powerful organization like the Siciliano Family.” “I’m also that man’s daughter, Mr. Braddson.” “That’s the point. Now that they know who you are—”