All Chapters of Daddy's Naughty Secret: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

AMILAfter a few years of all that training, grandfather finally let me go and walking into my family house felt like stepping onto a battlefield—a place that was no longer home, but a reminder of what I lost. The moment I pushed open the door, I was met with the familiar scent of my childhood memories, but today, it felt suffocating.My two sisters—the bubbly Alisa and sweet Amelia—were there, and they rushed to greet me.“Amil! You’re home!” Alisa exclaimed, her voice cheerful and full of warmth. But the moment those words hit my ears, the feeling of joy faded.“Yeah, whatever,” I replied curtly, brushing past them. I was not here for a warm welcome; I had too many feelings swirling inside me that I didn’t know how to sort out. It was all a weakness. Grandfather had said such emotions were useless.In the weeks since I moved in, I felt like a different person. The carefree, cheerful kid I once was faded into some kind of distant memory. Now, I was irritable, standoffish, and anythin

LYRONI sat down feeling stunned after Amil had told me everything. Since Amil told me about his experiences growing up under the strict rule of his grandfather. The more he shared, the more it shocked me.I had always viewed his life as one of privilege, believing he was spoiled with wealth and support. But hearing the ton of his struggles made me realize I had a lot to learn about him—and that the shiny exterior didn’t reflect the real story.Seated on the couch, I watched him from the corner of my eye as he scrolled through his phone, a heavy silence settling between us. “You really had it rough, huh?” I finally said, trying to break the melancholy.Amil shrugged, his expression unreadable. “Yeah, you could say that. But it doesn’t really matter. I’m dealing with it.”“Do you… do you think they love you?” I asked tentatively, feeling unsure of how to approach the topic. Part of me still couldn’t comprehend how anyone could not cherish their child.He stared at me for a moment, the

LYRON After that grave incident, fortunately, my mom didn't die like I thought she was going to but had a serious internal injury at the end. Things at home had settled into a boring routine, which was both comforting and unsettling. Now that I was twelve, I understood more about the world around me, and unfortunately, the weight of how damaged my family still hung over me. It took just that incident for me to realize that we weren't the happy family I had portrayed us to be.Luckily for us, my dad hadn’t returned home this week, which made everything a bit quieter. It was almost peaceful, as if the hell of his presence had dispersed into the background like a distant storm. I was glad that he was gone and mother was more herself and happy these days.I woke up to the comforting aroma of something baking—probably my mom making her famous cookies or some snacks to send off to work. As I rolled out of bed, I stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.There she was, my

LYRONThe night was dark and quiet as I walked home from my last job, a little café that stayed open late, leaving me to deal with the stillness and the chill of the evening air.My mind drifted as I walked, thinking about the bills stacking up and everything else that had been weighing on my shoulders lately. There was a part of me that just wanted to be a normal kid, but life rarely gave me the chance, and fear of other people always lingered. Mother had been busy with Lance and Leilani as usual so I was I, trying to get a few things so I wouldn't have to bother her.As I rounded the corner toward my street, I suddenly felt uneasy as a group of shadows emerged from a nearby alley. They stumbled out, clearly intoxicated and laughing too loudly. My stomach dropped when I realized they were eyeing me."Look at that pretty little omega," one of them slurred, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. They all swaggered toward me, and I knew I had to move fast, but my legs fel

DYLAN I was so eager to know about how i would meet up with Trisha right here in school today. My hands were beginning to feel sweaty as I clamped them together tightly and took in a deep breath clearly feeling nervous. I was currently with my friends. Eddie, Tony, Sam and Billy. I was still in my thoughts before Eddie came back from wherever it is he walked off earlier to. “ Dylan, there's veen a slight change of plans,” he said while approaching us. Slight change of plans? “ What do you mean by that?” I countered back. “ Well, just few hours before you got here, I heard from one of her friends that they would all be heading out to the amusement park tomorrow to hang out,” he explained making my heart drop. “ And I think it would be the better time for you to meet up with her, that's if you're still interested,” he finished saying. “ Of course I'm still interested in meeting up with her. What time would they arrive at the amusement park?” I asked