Snuggling into his warmth, a small arm was wrapped around his neck, making him sigh in relief that she was still sleeping. He made sure that his daughter wouldn't wake up, so he slowly scooped her into his arms and kissed her forehead. Admiring his naughty daughter, he slowly tried to remove her hand from his neck.
The individual had an early meeting regarding the construction of his new restaurant. This meeting required a two-hour drive due to the location being quite far. In order to allow the person to attend the meeting, he gently removed a sleeping Amayra's arm from his neck and patted her head, encouraging her to continue sleeping. He swiftly got out of bed, but the child, Amayra, sensed his movement and groggily followed him into the bathroom. Upon turning to lock the door, he was startled to see his daughter already standing there, rubbing her eyes. He inwardly expressed a whine and questioned why she had woken up so early. He mumbled his thoughts and then crouched down to pick her up in his arms.
"Were you attempting to sneak out, daddy?" she inquired, her voice filled with drowsiness. "Of course not, how could I ever try to leave my beloved daughter?" he responded, rolling his eyes. Amayra glared at him, causing him to once again roll his eyes. This made her smirk mischievously, and she playfully poked her little fingers into her father's eyes, causing him to whine. "Do not roll your eyes at me, daddy," she said with such an attitude that it left him speechless.
"What will you gain by staying awake?" he asked, groaning. "Daddy!" she exclaimed with enthusiasm. "I have a meeting, and I will return before you wake up, alright? Now, please go to sleep," he said, soothing her with a lullaby.
"Daddy, can I tag along? Pretty please, I promise I won't be a bother, pleeease!" she pleaded, causing Barq to fake cry. "Babe, it's not a kid-friendly place," he explained, hoping she would understand. "Well then, you shouldn't go either!" she retorted, puffing out her cheeks. "But daddy has some important stuff to do," he reasoned. However, she didn't get it and continued whining to go with him. He did his best to calm her down, but little did he know she was incredibly stubborn.
Barq let out a sigh and gently carried her in his arms, taking her to the bathroom. She emitted a delighted squeal and bestowed a kiss upon his cheek. Placing her on the floor, he ensured her tiny feet were adorned with slippers and handed her a diminutive toothbrush. He proceeded to brush his own teeth alongside her. She adored the act of brushing, relishing the taste of toothpaste, much to Barq's disapproval.
Efficiently, he proceeded to bathe her, wrapping a towel around her small frame, eliciting giggles from her. "Daddy, hold on," she interjected as he dried her hair. "What is it now, my princess?" he inquired, his brow furrowing. "Allow me to consult the mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" she posed, placing her hands on her hips.
Barq couldn't suppress a chuckle, finding himself unable to resist. "Why do you exhibit such exaggerated behavior?" he inquires, causing her to shrug nonchalantly. "It's one of the advantages of being your daughter," she replies, flashing a confident smile that matches his own. Barq is taken aback, unable to contain his astonishment.
Meanwhile, in a location somewhere in the western region, a grand mansion stands tall. This massive, meticulously designed residence is guarded by scattered bodyguards armed with loaded firearms, prepared for any potential threat. In the midst of this, a black range rover comes to a halt in front of the imposing mansion. A muscular man, wearing dark sunglasses, steps out of the vehicle. He is neither old nor too young, somewhere in his twenties or thirties. He gracefully exits the car and opens the door for a young woman with thick, curly hair.
The girl blushed as he extended his hand towards her, seeking her assistance. Blushing, she placed her hand delicately in his palm, and together they proceeded inside. He observed her side profile with admiration, considering her the most exquisite person he had ever encountered. As they made their way indoors, the girl swiftly made her way to a room, with her man following closely behind, wearing a smirk. Upon entering the room, he securely locked the door, causing the woman to blush and become bashful.
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His Second Wife
RomancePart of Wattpad Creator Programe. "Dadda" calls his smallest, cute daughter who is around 5 years old. Her dadda turns around, chopping the fine pieces of fruit. His eyes sparkle as he sees his cute little bean. "Yes, amor," he whispers softly, lea...