Novel & Cerita Weird Strict Dad Chapter 3

The voice sounded really familiar, almost like it was my dad. "Xander!" It called again with a tone so harsh it reminded me of when he wanted to discipline me as a child. I used to fear my dad a lot as a kid. He was quite the strict type. He only seemed to lose his strictness when it came to my mom. I guess that's why she cuckolded him so much (though none of the men she ever had an affair with ever stayed alive more than a week after their discovery), even though he would kill the men afterwards.

Chapter 33 …Stella… Dad is restless as we hear a second gunshot, he turns to his men, “go out and check what is happening” he says, his men soon leave the room, “you know Dad, whoever is out there, I hope they are coming for you” I say meaning every word of it, I hug my mom who is still on the floor, I feel how cold she is and turn to look at my monster of a dad, “she will get a fever, she needs to go somewhere warm” I say, Dad laughs to my face,

The metallic scent of the shattered terminal still lingered in the air, but it was entirely choked out by the heavy, suffocating weight of Julian’s presence as he stood in the center of the room, his arm locked around my waist like a vice. Across the sheepskin rug, my father stood frozen, the master key card trembling in his frail hand. The grand illusion of his survival—the brilliant, terrifying revelation that he was the architect of my three-year nightmare—had been stripped away in a single breath. He had tried to play chess with a demon, and Julian had simply flipped the board.

His calm warnings are devious and poisonous as a serpents venom and seems I've grappled such serpent by its tails. Everyone remains quiet and lips agape. Pestering and ranting mom finally goes dumb. Dad's warnings were defiled and neglected,what assurance has she her wouldn't stride ignored. "I'll be up my room" I run up the stairs. *** Shutting tightly my rooms door,I lean depressed,tired and eyes shut against the door. Never dreamt or anticipated a huge mess within the first hours of the new day. Pevertic uncle Ken ruined everything. "Are we in similar trance or did little caroline visibly defile dad's orders?!" I finally hear freya blurt.

"Tell me the truth, what happened, and don't you dare like to me?" ( eyes fastened together) After railing my response, I finally got out the truth. Dad sighed. He gets up from the bed and turning his back at me. His silence would mean he had a long sermon waiting for me. " dad?". I called him. He turns and finally spoke out. ( chapter end)

Jax breathed, his voice rough and shaky like he was barely holding on. “She’s actually taking all of us.”Mike grunted as he pushed deeper, his cock sliding against the others. “It’s dripping everywhere, Kane. Look at this fucking mess.” His words sounded raw, almost amazed. Inside my head everything was a storm. Shame burned through me so strong I wanted to cry and hide, but at the same time this deep, needy ache kept growing. They're not just my dad's bestfriends but my bestfriends father. I felt disgusting for wanting it, for letting them use me like this, but I couldn’t stop my pussy from clenching and getting even wetter around them.

I had nothing else to say to him, so I stated bluntly, "I'm telling the truth—I don't have 75 thousand dollars." "You should just take out a loan then! You should get those sextortion loans too! You're better looking than Jacob, and you're single, too! You'll definitely get to borrow more money!" Dad suggested. I instantly lost all the remaining warmth in my gaze. I wondered why Dad didn't just come out and tell me to become an escort instead. In the meantime, a crowd had formed below after seeing someone preparing to jump from the second floor. It wasn't that great a height, so some even wondered aloud if Dad would actually die from jumping. Dad's strange remarks immediately drew everyone's

'Daddy's ruining that tight cunt. Stepdad leaned down, capturing my mouth in a rough kiss, tongue invading as he hammered into me. 'Feel that, baby? Daddy's cock splitting you open. You're clenching so hard—such a greedy hole.' He pulled back, flipping me onto my stomach without withdrawing, then yanked my hips up for doggy style. His hand cracked against my ass, the sting blooming hot. 'Scream for me. Let the boys hear how good it feels.'

Like serious my marriage with her is tied with me being the CFO if Dill's corporation, my dad's company is really a big deal. " But dad, mom what if str doesn't like me?" "I'll surely find a way to make her like you, my son is a good boy after all" my dad said he can really do anything for our marriage he is confident this time ughhh I'm f*e up with all these really. ******

By the third day of my new life, the old Riley felt like a distant memory. Dad—Daddy—had completely taken over. No phone. No friends. No leaving the house. I existed only for his rules, his hands, his thick cock, and the constant ache between my legs.