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August 1, 2021

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Daddy’s girl Episode 22 & 23

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Daddy’s

Girl💫

(Getting her pregnant)

Episode 22

By: Faith Lucky.

 

 

Chloe’s pov:

Jace and I studied for hours and luckily, I got most of the questions correct.

I sincerely pray I pass the test. I won’t be doing it for anyone, just myself cause I’m determined to pass.

Jace left and I went downstairs to have dinner with dad.

I didn’t waste time in going back to my room and continued studying.

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I got tired along the way and retired to bed.

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Kian’s pov:

I sat on my couch smoking from my cigarette.

The smoke warmed my body and came out roughly through my nostrils.

I was at the open space balcony at my house ravaging through my thoughts.

Those boys are after her and the fact that she’s just an innocent open minded girl makes me rethink things.

Am pushed to end the bet I brought up with the boys but they’ll never understand.

Besides, we’ve risked our identity by doing this. We must finish what we started – no backing down.

I’ll just have to persistent and soon get a chance to deal with Chloe. I’ll be the worst she’ll ever have.

I’ll leave her breathless and weak by the time am done.

She’ll surely enjoy the ride the hardest way as possible.

She’s mine.

I’ll be the one to destroy her p**sy and make her cry at the end.

Jace and Kyle doesn’t stand a chance. I’ll make sire of that.

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Jace’s pov:

I felt the urge to have an orgasm again and I pulled out.

It was painful but that was close.

I’ll f**k Piper till she cries, that’s for sure.

She wants to date a bad boy, she’s got it and now she has to deal with it.

“Jace…what’s wrong? We were almost there and you pulled out…again” she asked looking tired.

I sighed and sat on the bed.

“Am not ready to shoot yet, go get me a bottle of tequila so I can be better at it” I said and she got off the bed.

She was naked but she didn’t mind as she left the room heading downstairs.

I remembered the view of Chloe’s heavenly ass.

So round and big and hot…

I’ll screw that girl for sure.

I’ll get her pregnant with dozen seeds inside her hot tight womb.

F**k!

I’ll shift her womb twice and hit her past the walls.

I shook my head lustfully.

She’ll be mine for the taken and not even Kian or kyle can beat me.

Kian…

I saw him with her.

Who knows what his intentions are?

I was astounded to see him there – in her damn room.

That’s too much to take in.

“Jace…” Piper said standing before me.

I took the bottle from her and drank from it while she ran her hands on my tattooed chest.

She drew near and licked the sweats trailing down my body.

Her tongue was warm and I just wanted to feel the depth of her throat with my di*k.

She’ll gag for sure.

I laid on the bed and she climbed on top of ne and starts to ride me herself.

B**ch.

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Ivy’s pov:

I got on my bed when I realized everyone at the mansion had gone to sleep.

I took out my drawing pencils and paints and proceeded to the drawing board at the edge of the attic close to the window.

I unveiled the painting of the guy I’ve been walking on.

The guy that took the rich brat’s purse from me.

I admired his beauty so much that I decided to put it down in the most professed way I could – through painting.

That’s one thing am good at that looks more like a rare gift from God.

I draw marvelouslly well and my paintings always looked perfect.

I picked up from where I stopped yesterday.

It just remained the eyes…those beautiful blue eyes that totally made me trip.

I really couldn’t picture it as it was.

I have to see that man again.

He must be Chloe’s driver. I’ll meet him tomorrow.

Just to see his eyes.

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#Next_Morning

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Chloe’s pov:

Gladys came over and helped me get ready for school.

I was starting to get worried anyway.

I needed help to pick the right outfit that I’d were to school but the maids at the mansion lacked sense of color and totally useless when it comes to fashion.

I had breakfast alone since dad had gone to work.

Gladys escorted me to my car and I got in while she shut the door and waved.

The ride to school was fast and steady just the way I wanted it.

I met Ciara and Anna who were dying to hear the detail about the girl who tried to steal my purse.

I blurted it out to them over the phone andbi promised them I’d share the juicy story today.

We went into the building to get seated and talk.

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Ivy’s pov:

I got to school early and stood somewhere waiting for the rich spoilt brat to show up.

It didn’t take long and she arrived in a pink Porsche car.

Wow!

She stepped out and the driver moved to park at the parking lot.

I followed him and got to the car where it parked.

He opened the door and came out.

I stared up at him.

….what?

This guy has brown eyes not blue…

He’s not the one.

 

Episode 23

 

Chloe’s pov:

“Since you remember her face, will you report her to the school authorities?” Ciara asked and I shrugged.

“I’m confused though. I haven’t done anything to her…I wonder why she made such a move” I stated despondently.

“Don’t feel bad Chloe. Let’s just see if she’ll apologize later…if she doesn’t, I’ll handle her. Just don’t worry about it” Anna said sounding so confident.

Am sure of where she’s headed.

Her boyfriend – Simon has many friends. She must be planning on telling them to beat the girl up.

I sighed.

Something like this has never happened to ne before.

Everyone fears my father and on a normal note, I don’t think anyone in his or her right senses would dare pick a fight with me.

When I arrived at the college newly, all the guys were after me and it became a sour burden cause I could barely concentrate in class.

Day after day, more love notes were thrown to me.

Dad found out and the issue got sorted out the same day he paid a friendly visit to the school.

I looked up at my friends trying to curve my sad lips into a smile.

Anna’s statement was stifled by the presence of someone behind me.

I turned and my eyes met hers.

The thief.

I was astound to see her.

“You still have the guts to come close after snatching her purse and causing her to faint, don’t you bi*ch?!” Anna rasped standing up on her feet.

People were beginning to stare and whispers ran across the classroom.

I held onto Anna trying to get her to relax but she shrugged my hands off.

“You can be quiet and filthy and also get credit for stealing. What else do you want to still, huh? Her hair pin??!” Anna asked raucously and she flinched.

Anna can be extremely ruely and violent when problems between commoners ensue.

The girl with the messy hair stepped back as her eyes dimmed.

Oh God..

She’s going to cry for sure but it seemed like Anna was just starting.

“You worthless piece of junk, just a stone of diamond from that purse costs much more than you are!” Anna sneered glaring at the girl while she stood dumbfounded.

The whole class was already alert paying utmost attention to the crazy incident taking place before my seat.

This is too much to take in.

“You…

“That’s enough Anna!!!” I interpolated and she stared at me obviously shocked to the cells.

There was pure silence in the class now – no more ‘booing’ or other encouraging comments.

It was a matter of seconds and Ivy was already in tears.

She turned her back and ran out of the classroom crying uncontrollably.

I flashed my eyes at Anna and she quickly looked away.

Bi*ch.

I left the classroom going after her.

Now I remember her name.

Ivy.

She’s very quiet and barely attempts to answer question in class. I’ve once wondered why she’s such a gloomy loner teenager.

I got to the restroom and stood behind her as she faced the mirror sobbing.

“Ivy” I called and she turned to me.

“Am sorry about my friend. She doesn’t think much before talking or doing anything. You should stop crying” I cooed trying so hard to sound polite.

She didn’t say anything as she wiped off the liquid on her face.

“You came over to see me. Do you have anything you wanted to tell me?” I asked batting my lashes.

She stared down not willing to look up anytime soon.

“I really want to apologize for the pain I caused you yesterday. I just needed few cash and I thought stealing was the best way out from my hopeless condition” She said her voice tiny and sounded more like a mermaid.

“It’s okay. At least am out of danger” I stated and she only nodded.

“Um…Your driver, do you have two drivers?” She stuttered nervously.

I arched my brows.

“No, I only have one…what’s wrong?” I asked and she sighed.

“So, you’re saying…The one at your car right now is the one here that day – that chased me?” She asked and I was starting to get curious.

Why’s she asking such a question? Did Kyle say anything to her?

“Yes. Why do you ask?” I asked and she looked down again.

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Kyle’s pov:

My arm was starting to hurt as I waited in the car for Chloe.

My phone rang and I picked it up.

“Hey loser, I learned Chloe gave you the credit for saving her” He said and he sounded like he was drunk.

“She had no idea you were tied up in your room in pain from the injury” He paused and scoffed.

“What’s your problem Kian?” I asked looking at the building.

Some students were already coming out since lecture’s over.

“Mission is at 3 AM. Don’t even think about coming late” He growled and disconnected the call.

Asshole.

So, that’s why Chloe came over and hugged me. Kian saved her.

Hmph.

It doesn’t sound right…

Why would Kian want me to have all the credit? Isn’t he scared that Chloe would get closer to me?

Kian has a plan.

He knows what he’s doing.

Every bit of it.

I heard a loud thud and turned sharply.

Chloe had gotten into the car and she really didn’t look happy.

“What’s wrong? Are you alright?” I asked turning on the car.

“What’s the color of the girl’s hair you chased that day. The one that stole my purse, what’s the color of her hair?” She asked and I glanced at her.

This only means she suspects that I wasn’t the one who drove her that day…

 

 

TBC

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