Yoongi Daddy Novels & Stories

Andy and I do just that. We go inside a Bently. Dae-Hyun's older brother speaks as he gets in front, "I'll drop her off first because it's the gentlemanly thing to do." "Heard and accepted," Andy nods as he gets into the passenger seat. I was in the back. "We weren't properly introduced, I'm Hugo Lee, Lee Hyun-Ki being my true, Korean name. But like my brother, I prefer being called my Korean name, unless it's business related."

Her lips were pressed into a thin line. Sir D'Wain stared at her with shock written all over his face. After regaining his composure, he cleared his throat and said, "Heaven bless me." Who is this kid we are having here? Kelvin, she must be your kid; teach her manners. He complained with a visible frown on his face, and Yoori giggled. With his head bowed down, Kelvin apologized to Yoori before facing Sir D'wain, "She is Miss Yoori, the anonymous tycoon behind YJ Worldwide Companies." Kelvin explained, and Sir D'Wain and his minions' lips parted for a shocking gasp.

The rest of us had never had any complaints about Mingyu being our leader whatsoever. Our eldest member, YoonJae, was one of our main vocalists. His given name was Yoon Jaehyeon but he found YoonJae way cooler for a stage name and went with that. He was 20 years old at the time of debut and had always been one of the most certain members of S.T.A.Y pre-debut. While I myself almost got cut twice, Jaehyeon had always held fast to his position. With how careful he was about fan-service and how good a producer he was, it really was no surprise. He was also a small-time model and had already played minor roles in two very popular movies. He was, for obvious reasons, the highest net-worth member o

IYAH “Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday! Happy birthday! Happy birthday to you!” Everybody sang. “Make a wish then blow the candle Iyah!” my Dad excitedly said. I just nodded at him. I glanced at my happy family. My beautiful Mom, where me and my unnie inherited such a goddess-like beauty. She’s so kind and thoughtful and humble. Married to one of the richest, influential and popular man in Korea. My Dad, known in our country as “Mr. Lucius Amadeo, the shoeshine boy”. He is called like that because he was just an orphan who started working as a shoeshine boy at a young age for him and his sister to survive. But being smart and hardworking, a rich bachelor adopted a

He drove us home. He dropped me onto the bed. A wide grin appeared across his lips. He quickly undressed himself, I watched as his dick fell out of his underwear. That big guy was making me smile in my head. " You did a great job by making sure we weren't caught." He breathed, Crawling into the bed, he leaned forward landing his soft lips against mine. I felt a tiny shock wave rushed down my spine, a wave of adrenaline surged through me. "Appreciate me, daddy." I moaned, breaking the kiss.

“Eat.” Zavian appears a few minutes later with a light blanket and drapes it over my legs even though the room is already warm. His hand lingers on my shoulder, thumb stroking once before he sits. Their attention is constant without being smothering. Every glance, every touch, every quiet check-in carries the same message: ‘You are carrying our children. You are precious. We will not let anything touch you.’

~~Kate~~ Dad, this is Kate. My best friend," Yssa smiles as she introduces me to the man I met earlier. “Kate, this is my father, Nathan Reid.” I keep my head low and nod, holding back the urge to slap my face in case this is all a dream. “It’s nice to meet you, Kate. I’m glad to have you here with us.” He sounds like he’s genuinely glad that I’m here, though I’m not sure what exactly made me glad after that messed up encounter earlier.

I cannot place him, but I think he’s famous. “Min Yoongi…..Suga from BTS. One day, as a prima ballerina, I hope to grace a South Korean stage where he will be captivated by my grace and beauty and finally know who I am.” She sighs for effect, then kisses her cell before gazing at it adoringly. “He will fall for me at first sight, know I am his soul mate, and we shall forever be together… Please wait for me, Yoongi. I will marry you.” “Is she ok…you know, mentally?” I lean into Dane, asking in a hushed tone, even though she can still hear me.

"Son of Hwang Jisun and Kim Jisoo. Twenty eight years old. Head of the country's most dangerous Mafia syndicate." "Things which you could read in any newspaper," Joonjae scoffed. Yoseob, who was trying to maintain a distance between him and the carnivorous woman in front of him, knew that Joonjae was only pretending to be indifferent. His boss was gauging the woman or to be more specific, what was inside the woman.

Asher said making Wilder gasp "Ew, ew ew ew! Why do people love being called daddy!?" "Why? Because it's hot! It's sexy and it's such a turn on!" Malik explained 'really?' "You like being called daddy too?" Wilder asked taking his hand off his thigh. “No, I like calling others daddy" Malik admitted biting his bottom lip. "But why? Why is daddy such a-" "Oh fuck oh fuck what time is it!?" Alan panicked sitting up. "Oh you're still here I thought you guys left me" Alan mumbled standing up stretching. “Nope, unfortunately we're still here, come on we have to go, tomorrow we have our flight early" Wyatt said walking out the room with Yoongi following behind. . . TBC