The President's Daughter Novels & Stories

"Rainie, can't I stay in the capital? I promise I won't tell anyone about your identity. I just want to see you occasionally and know how you're doing. No matter what I have done, you are my daughter!" Hilda grabbed Rainie's hand and refused to let go. Rainie was shocked and looked angrily at her mother. "Why are you telling me this? Are you trying to blackmail me? Hilda, are you out of your mind? Do you know who I am? I'm the daughter of the president of Canada! I'm incomparably noble!" "Hiss... Rainie, you don't have to pretend in front of me. You're my biological daughter. We're both clear about who the president's daughter is."

"Your majesty I will take care of this matter...you don't have to get involved with such petty is-" Daniel has turned around like a hungry lion and nearly growled at him. "Petty President? You call this matter petty when that girl was locked in there for 5 damn hours. You call this petty when I found her fuck*** tied with those tapes, multiple bruises on her body and passed out ?" The President's eyes widened to only harden at his daughter in disappointment. "If you consider this petty Mr President, I really doubt your ability to govern my nation" The President's mouth opened in shock as he apologized and hung his head low.

I even have no clue if he knows I am gay. My father is the president of this country, the Philippines. He was elected last May 2012 with a five million votes difference from his female competitor, Jacinta Tiangco, who is now living her best life in Japan. We were already expecting him to win that year since he got the hearts of millions of Filipinos because of his countless advocacies that are mainly focused on the environment and economy.

CARLISLE “How did you find her? What are you going to do to her? She has nothing to do with this. Leave my daughter out of this. If you're angry, take it out on me. Leave mine. Just let my daughter go.” All these, he said on the floor, with his hands wrapped around my legs like he was trying to take off my shoes and pants by force. The President of the United States was begging me like a dog. I knew it would come to this but they would never listen.

"Are you determined to follow me everywhere? We’re divorced! Where did you get this makeup? These clothes? You think it makes you less of a swine? A pig is a pig, even in silk." "Do you know who you're speaking with?" she asked, feeling a dark amusement. "And who am I speaking with?" Greene sneered, leaning in. "I’m the President’s daughter," she said clearly like she'd been waiting twelve years to finally let him know that. Greene’s laughter rang through the room, attracting every eye. "You're the President's daughter? What an irony! If you're the President's daughter, then I'm nothing but the god of birth!" " What did you just

He vaguely remembered that the daughter of President Dacota seemed to be called Nicky. "Is this young lady the daughter of President Dacota?" Seeing Allen having some doubts, Natasha covered her mouth and smiled, "Dr. Peterson, I forgot to tell you that Nicky is the daughter of our president." With Natashsa's confirmation, Allen confirmed that his guess was true. He took a deep breath and said, "Hello Miss Nicky." "Don't call me Miss Nicky, call me Nicky." Nicky laughed. "That’s right, you can call her Nicky, since you have a great relationship with the president, so it’s okay to be less formal." Natasha laughed.

My father is Horatio Finn. He is one of the most important businessmen in the world today, he's an important CEO and I am his only daughter. Everyone is after him, although they always respect his privacy since the accident with my mother. She died in a car accident when I was 7 years old. All 3 of us were there, so my father and I, surviving, had to go to a lot of therapies and support each other all this time, for that reason, we are so close. He is my best friend.

I announced, holding the phone up proudly, showing the rest of the team the photo as evidence. “Yeah? What did they have?” Captain Elder asked, his face softening. He had always liked Bryson, and of course, the whole world was waiting with baited breath on the birth announcement. To say that Anna’s father was an important man would be the understatement of the century. Her father, Tom Spencer, was currently serving his second term in office as President of the United States. Anna, as first daughter, was a celebrity in her own right because of that. The press hung on every word that she and Bryson said and it seemed as though the whole world was gripped with ‘Annason’ fever, and had been for

"Angela, you're pregnant with your second child now. You have to be careful about everything." Gary quickly chimed in, his tone respectful. "Dad, Mom, don't worry. I'll take good care of Angela. She's the hero of our family now." Ever since Angela gave birth to a daughter for Gary despite his fertility issues, her status in the Cardone family had skyrocketed. Mrs. Cardone bragged to everyone that Angela had a naturally fertile body, and that the second child was definitely going to be a boy. Even the Miller family had landed several business projects because of it.

she asked, pronouncing gorgeous wrong. Riley’s uncle looked at me and smiled, absolutely charming. “Absolutely stunning,” he said. It wasn’t easy to make me blush but he somewhat achieved it. The kind of man I typically ended up in bed or say, in a street race with after a long night was nothing like the man my daughter chose to bring to me. He was cleaned up and looked responsible instead of rugged and grungy. My eyes followed my daughter as she ran back to his car and opened the door to his backseat. “Liyah?” I called for her, confused.