Your Dear Daddy The Series Novels & Stories

I ended up staying under Layson's care for several years. I used to foolishly believe that his kindness toward me, his protection, and even his occasional stares were some form of special affection. By now, I finally understood that Grace was the true love he had cherished all along. "Yes, I'm willing to go," I said. After I spoke, my father seemed momentarily taken aback on the other end of the line, then his tone turned excited.

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He was running out of time. “ You are really are dead! What am I going to do with that useless Danna? She destroyed my life and I can’t forgive her. Never at any one time did she take me under her wings the way you did, daddy. Please I am going to die with you. Just take me with you.” “Jared, we are here. Your father is going to make it “Dean said and that was when Jared lifted his teary eyes. He has never seen someone relieved the way Jared was at that moment.

Tehzeeb was glued in her position looking at both her parents lifeless body ********* In Remembrance of My Daddy (Sayuti Ladan), Alhaji Abdullahi (Estu Nitsa) and Alhaji Abdulateef Alkali ( My Grandfather's) and all the Deceased. May Allah continue to forgive all your short comings and grant you Aljannatul Firduas. May we all meet in Jannah What did you think about the surprised that it's not Ibrahim's father that slapped him rather Khady. And the demise of Mallam Audu Tehzeeb's father

Daddy made sure she attended the best school, they had everything they asked for, they went to see places, things were going well till that faithful evening when daddy returned home in anger, something had happened in the office and he went into the room screaming at mum, she just got back few minutes before him and he was really angry, it was written all over him Amelie was scared, she quickly tucked herself into her bed as the maid locked the door, she over head alot that night and it was clear her mum had not been faithful, her daddy would have allowed everything slide as a perfect gentlean that he was, but the discovery of the person she cheated with shook the foundation of his hearts, c

I turned to see my father with a stick of cigarette in his right hand "Dad, I thought I told you to stop walking around. What if someone sees you, it's dangerous….!" "Lower your voice boy, I'm still your father" "Sorry dad" I muttered looking away "How's everything going?" I sighed and look at my father to see he's already getting suspicious, he's all I've got and I'm doing everything to see that he's happy, the Declan stole what belongs to my father and I won't rest till he gets what rightfully belongs to him

Taking in a few calming breaths, I spin on my heel and make my way into the dungeons. I pass through various cells, and they are all empty. Except for the very last one. Tears cascade down my cheeks as I take in the sight before me. My father, one of the greatest alphas in history, lays in his very own dungeon, covered in dirt and blood. My knees meet the floor as I hold onto the bars and say, “Daddy.” His eyes part slowly, and a small boy manages to lift his lips. “My little angel, I really thought I was going to die without seeing you again.”

I pleaded shamelessly, knowing I shouldn't be giving in to the feeling so easily, but I couldn't hold back. He flipped me so fast, pressing my hard nipples against the cold wall through my light blouse and landed a hard smack on my ass. I winced and moaned. “Call me daddy,” he ordered. “Daddy,” I whispered. “Good girl,” he groaned. I was enjoying every bit of it, forgetting he was my father's best friend and the boundaries that are meant to hold us back. In that moment, I just wanted more. He landed another smack on my ass and this time it was harder.

The body collapses beside my pillar with a sickening thud. The heap groans. Okay. Alive. For now. “Dad wants your father to watch me take his little girl, and kill his son,” Darren says lightly, like he’s ordering dessert. My dad makes a sound that scrapes straight through my ribcage — not a word, not even a cry. Just pain wearing a voice. Darren strolls back to his table. Picks up his drink. Takes a slow sip. Heartless bastard. “Dad … Daddy … are you okay?” I whisper, keeping my voice low, fragile, like it might shatter if it gets any louder.

I glanced at my father and smiled “she got fat ?” “ Michael” he glared at me I pat his shoulder “relax father, I was just asking “ He brushed me off and walked out , the assistant followed him. I chuckled, this is gonna be fun . *** "The renowned philanthropist and business man , owner of Dee empire , David Dew and his son Michael Dew are here today to open the new museum, a place for lost artifacts to find their own home ….." I’m bored , would rather be any where but here , looking like my father’s son acting perfectly for the camera like he doesn’t hate my gut , like I wouldn’t love to shoot him but I can’t leave … .