Novel & Cerita Weird Strict Dad Chapter 4

This was going to be one hell of an awkward dinner conversation if we didn't fight it out now. Dad's eyes narrowed, his gaze flicking between Sebastian and me. The disbelief on his face was almost comical. Almost. "Yes," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "In the lust sect. How... educational." I refused to back down. Instead, I squared my shoulders and met his gaze head-on. "Oh, come on, Dad. Don't act so scandalized. It's not like you're some paragon of virtue."

I said. “Perfect! Then you can rest a little. It is strange seeing you sitting at his desk.” She giggled, playing with a fancy pen. “So tell me. Is he being very mean? You can tell me. I will not tell anyone.” Guilt felt heavy inside my chest. His warning voice came back in my mind. Not a word to Chloe. I swallowed. “He is very strict. Very detailed,” I said. That was true. My body still remembered him. “That is my dad,” she said, smiling with soft love. “All business. No emotions. Mom used to say he had ice in his heart.” She laughed lightly, but sadness passed across her face quickly.

I stuttered. “What's it gonna be?” He repeated. I shook my head. “I don't know what you're talking about. Excuse me, I'll just go to my room.” “Don’t take another step.” He said, forcing me to halt. His smile was gone. His jaw was tightly clenched. His eyes were burning with a sensation that I had only read about but never witnessed. Arousal. Menacing arousal. April's Dad was aroused…by me? How the heck…?

I snuffed out, Brenda eyed me with an expression of if you try it again , I will knock your head , I obeyed as I raised my hands to accept defeat, I didn't know what came over me to do that, I have lenient with her and obeying her , I haven't obey anybody since my heartbroke , what surprised me more is that I haven't thought of having sex since morning , wonders are really happening in my life, if not I could have fuck up to six ladies by now , I admired how she do handled every matter, she just starts work today yet I haven't find any security for her or for my company . The thought of what dad says echoes in my head," dont bother to come home to see me again if you are not without a bride,

Elara'S POV He reminded me of a character from a creepy book I’d read last year. The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. Dad was good to Mom most of the time. He acted like a normal dad, too. He liked to read, and even though I hated how he dictated my life, he could be fun. That was until he got drunk. Then the other side came out. When that happened, he was unrecognizable. The door opened suddenly, and I fell into the room. My dad grabbed me by my hair. I shrieked as he pulled.

,she almost whimpers, but dad just winks at her. "Your fine honey. That right there is what pisses me off" Dad points at the nurse," You're going after mated males for thrills and sex which I find disgusting. " "Says the male who fucked strippers and clubvwhores almost daily",Someone says and dad growls his eyes flashing golden.

EX'S DAD FUCKS ME TO MAKE ME GET OVER HIS DAUGHTER 4 My eyes met hers. Shame crashed over me like ice water. I was still folded in half, legs cuffed back, my hole stretched obscenely around her own father’s thick cock while he was balls-deep inside me. I wanted the earth to swallow me whole. “DAD?! CASSIAN?! Oh my god, what the hell is this?!” she shrieked, voice cracking with disgust and rage.

I try to fight back, but an elbow hits the side of my head, and everything goes black. When I regain consciousness, the world feels heavy. My wrists are bound, my head throbs. The warehouse is brightly lit now—guards line every corner, armed and silent. My father sits in a leather chair like a king in his court, puffing lazily on a cigar. “I knew you’d come to your senses eventually,” he says, exhaling smoke with a smirk. “You’ve always been your mother’s daughter—reckless, emotional, and beautifully stupid.” “Where is Peter?” I rasp, my throat dry.

I scolded myself, clutching my hand to my chest, was I about to tell Logan what he had no idea about? I was not avoiding my father's calls, I am just always missing out when he calls me, and I don't always have the urge to call him back, I have never had a good relationship with my Dad, and talking to him on the phone has just feels weird, my father is a very strict man, he is a detective, but gosh, he is strict, and when he says stand, you dare not move, which is one of the reasons I moved down to stay with my brother in Switzerland.