The Adorable Twins And Their Ceo Daddy Novels & Stories

The twins said in unison, staring at Debbie intently. “Do you think your Daddy will be happy if he hears that you all refused to eat your food and you’ve not been good to Mommy?” Ollie and Enzo stared down at their hands in shame.. “We were hoping mommy would bring Daddy to us,” Ollie mumbled. “And she will. It might take a bit of time but you will see Daddy again, okay?” The twins nodded. “Let’s get you both fed up. I don’t mind feeding you all.”

"They're walking! Mom, Dad, the twins are walking! This is the best day ever!" At seven years old, Jace had appointed himself the twins' biggest cheerleader, celebrating every milestone like it was a personal victory. He'd been the first to notice when they'd started babbling actual consonant sounds instead of just vowels, the first to identify that Elena's favorite toy was the stuffed elephant I'd bought her and Ethan's was the textured ball that made crinkly noises. The twins were one year old now, adjusted age accounting for their premature birth, and they'd transformed from the impossibly fragile preemies who'd spent nine weeks in the NICU into actual toddlers with personalities and pref

Lucius smiled and held out his hand. "Awwww Common Claire!" voices shouted from different sections. Heat rushed to my cheeks. I stared at his hand. This was my moment. I reached out and my fingers wrapped around his. His grip was firm and warm. "Claire Jessica Smith, with the power bestowed on me as the CEO of these two companies Sherwood Fashion Brand and Sherwood Fashion Empire I hereby make you the CEO of Sherwood Fashion Empire effective immediately!" Lucius pushed his glasses up his nose. My mouth fell open. My eyes went wide. I tried to speak but nothing came out.

“My family is made of pieces. Pieces that don’t look the same, but fit perfectly. A dad who’s calm like still water. A dad who is loud like thunder but makes me laugh. A dad who always has a plan. A dad who dances and sings while cooking. A mama who gave me everything, including her heart. I’m lucky because I was made from love. And love is our forever.” No one spoke for a long time. Then Sean wiped his eyes. “That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard.” Avery held Emily close, her throat tight with pride. “You’re amazing.” Cruz sniffled loudly. “I’m not crying. I’m just… allergic to feelings.” Romeo smiled quietly. “She’s her mother’s daughter.” They hugged, they laughed, and they framed the poe

After a short trip, we finally reached the mall, and the twins immediately pulled me along, each holding one of my hands. “Twins, slow down. Mommy might get hurt if you drag her like that.” They both stopped immediately at my words. “We’re sorry, Mommy,” they said, heads lowered. I smiled and ruffled their hair. “It’s okay. So, where’s your daddy? It’s really crowded here.” “Mommy, my hair!” Zoey whined, making me laugh—I’d messed it up. “Daddy said to meet him at the circle,” Zayne said, and I nodded.

The doctor said to me. My eyes welled up. I couldn’t believe my flesh were growing inside me. I am actually going to be a mother soon. “Madeline, can you see? They are the babies.” Damien was crying. The great Damien Rosewood was crying. I didn’t know what had gotten into me, I lifted my hand and wiped his tears. “Yes, they are twins. Your babies.” I said in a thick voice. It was the most special moment of my life. I had pictured this moment since the day we talked about planning a baby years ago. Being raised without parents even though I had my grandparents, I always wished to give my children all the love I craved as a child.

For three years, Margot Fairley was the wife nobody saw. Rhys Calloway married her on his grandfather's orders and spent the marriage waiting for Vivienne Sutter, the actress he believed saved his life. Then, at the old man's eightieth birthday gala, Edmund Calloway collapses after drinking the tea Margot made him. An empty pill vial turns up in her purse. Rhys doesn't ask for her side. He hands her divorce papers. She signs them the same morning she learns she is pregnant. Then she disappears. Five years later, Bramport's best hospital needs the surgeon who invented a heart repair nobody else can perform. When Dr. Margot Fairley walks into the consult room, Rhys finally looks at her—and

The twins, Olivia and Henry, were the most excited of all, their eyes shining as they looked at their parents. "Does the place we're moving to have a huge yard to play in?" they asked. Eric and Bianca exchanged a smile. They explained that there was plenty of room, that they could run around and do all sorts of activities in their new home. Bianca was also eager to see the property. That day, Eric drove for about an hour and a half until they reached a grand estate. The gates swung open, and as they drove in, Bianca couldn't believe her eyes. The property was magnificent and truly special. The twins' eyes went wide with wonder at the sight.

This was the same man who had held me in his bed at 3:00 AM, whispering that I was his only love. My hand trembled as I pressed it against my flat stomach. Two tiny lives were growing inside me. Just three hours ago, I had stood in the clinic clutching the ultrasound paper, crying tears of joy. I thought our secret one-year relationship was finally going public. I thought my twins would finally have a father. Instead, I was watching the man I loved trade me for a business deal. “This marriage saves our company millions,” Kaelen’s deep voice boomed through the speakers. He stared straight into the camera, his new fiancée pressed against his expensive suit. “She brings the money and status our

Would she still look at me with pity? “I’m sure they’ll find out soon enough,” I said finally. Natalie nodded slowly before glancing toward the hallway. “The twins are asleep.” Something inside me softened immediately. “Ella asked if New York has pancakes,” she added with a smile. I huffed quietly. “That girl judges cities based on breakfast food.” “She gets it from you.” *** The penthouse had gone quiet now, Manhattan lights glowing softly through the giant windows behind me. When I pushed open the twins’ bedroom door, my chest tightened instantly.