Novel & Cerita Namjoon Daddy

I say looking at the dancer, I wasn't sure if it's a she or a he, but the dancer was dressed in shorts and a crop top with the word daddy on it, and they got some real good moves. "Good, keeping watching Adonis, I need to go and have a chat with someone," he said to me, he then whispered somethign to the dancer, Adonis, before leaving the dancer finished his dance and moved down to sit next to me. "How you doing?" it asks me, I simply nod feeling dizzy and drained.

said Theo who made me a little unable to think that the guy knew a little bit about blackpink, instead he claimed to be Jennie's ex. "You're delusional!" snapped Javier as he poked Theo's head. "Jeno likes Blackpink." I said, making them turn towards Jeno who was sowing mother's planted fertilizer. "Yes, Jeno also told me. He said he was forced to learn the key to the blackpink song called Stay, and he really learned it," Hanin replied with a chuckle. My three brothers can play guitar, they've also been forced to play Korean songs. Juno and Jeno could be because I'm forced, only Javier won't and refuses my request.

"N-" Mr. Joon raised his voice again. "DO NOT SHUT ME DOWN NOW!" He yelled at him. "Dad, I am sorry for last night." Mr. Joon snapped out as he eared Haneul voice. "Oh, so you are here." He smirked and turned around. Haneul immediately gazed down fear of him. "COME HERE." He ordered in yell. Haneul flinched a little and took her steep towards him.

"That's nice. I love it. You look so young to be my uncle you know. What are you? Thirty?" "36. I'm not that young." "Now we have to find you a wife." I tease him. He laughs. "So. Will you take up the position? You seem perfect for it." The mood in the car instantly changes. "I'll think about it. But I'll still live with Harry until I find my own place." JJ nods at this but says nothing. We stay in silence for about two minutes. "Is he the dad?" I choke on the air and turn to him. "No. He's my best friend. The dad doesn't even know about her."

" I nodded against his lips, my sobs quieting down with each moan. The fire came back, hotter than ever, licking what was left of my head. I clung to Daddy as I screamed out, cumming so hard my vision blurred. "God, fucking...hell, you're getting tighter," Daddy moaned, stilling and spilling inside me. My body locked around his while I started crying again. We were still for a long time; Daddy was still buried inside of me. He raised his head from my neck to look at me. "Breathe for me. You did so well today. Just breathe for me, nice and slow," he caresses my face gently, coaxing me back to reality. When my eyes focused again, he smiled warmly. "There's my good girl." The words alone brough

The dad is not Ronan. "Juicy. Keep me posted."

I begged not recognizing myself, lust really does things to people. He added a third finger, curling them just right, and I nearly screamed. "God... mmfuckingfuck... Daddy! Oh fuck!" "There it is," he growled. "That sweet little mouth calling for Daddy. Bet you love cumming for me more than anyone else." I nodded frantically. "Yes-only you. Only ever you, daddy." "Cum for me then," he said darkly, rubbing my clit again. "Let me feel how bad you need me."

His doe eyes glowed with curiosity as he stared at mine and Leo's interlocked hands. “Leo or should I say Mister Lion is your daddy,” I got it out in one breath. “He's your real daddy and I'm sorry I'm only telling you that now.” “So I have a daddy?” He asked, bewildered. “And my daddy is Mister Lion?” “Yes, champ. I'm your dad.” Aiden didn't say anything for a moment before he suddenly jumped on Leo, hugging him. “Today is the bestest day ever!” All the tension that I had initially felt dissipated as I stared at both of them in admiration.

Dad watched as I ate not evening trying to make small talk. “Your mum is very disappointed,” he started when I was done with the sandwiches. “We expected a stun like this from your brother not you. Not because we are sexist or misogynist. But you seemed more the type to say no to temptation or undue influence.” I rolled my eyes and turned on the bed. He paused his speech to see if I was okay. “Remember when you elected to take a vow of chastity at 8?” He chuckled. “And when you decided to wear a purity ring sophomore year of highschool when every other person was worried about losing their virginity.”

Dylan growled angrily. She stared at his utterly familiar face, bit was filled with rage after what he'd just done. “Let go of me, sir!” She yelled out. Joanna tried her best to remain stable in the arms of her mother. “Daddy, let go of my mummy!” She cried out. Katrina didn't hear wrong, her daughter just referred to this strange man as her daddy. She couldn't understand what was going on. Who Dylan was and why did Joanna call him daddy?