A/N: I did the banner. Photos used are owned by the respective owners, I just put them altogether. Took me sometime to upload because I didn't know how to. ^ ^ Hope you like it. I wanted to put a face to the cute baby girl, Nabi! Somehow I saw her as Choo Sarang from Superman Is Back. So adorable, cute as a button!

No one in this world can love a girl more than her father.  - Michael Ratnadeepak

Loosely based on one of my favorite stories as you can tell by the title. This is a product of boredom.

Daddy's Little Girl by Geeta Kingsley, look it up. It's a good book.

Happy Birthday thepurplepages (she's not on aff though)! Saeng-il Chukhhahamnida! Pparabam!

To all aff daragon and ygfam writers, I have been inspired by you.

Also, I write when I feel like it. I'm a noob too (in fiction) so please be kind.

Disclaimer: Nothing is mine. This is purely for fun. No copyright infringement intended. Fiction.

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(Snippet of Chapter 1)

“Either Dispatch breaks the news or we do?” she asked YG who nodded in reply.

“They respect us enough to give us the heads up. But they can’t hold on to this information for too long.”

“Why?”

“Sports Seoul will be privy to the information in a few days," Jiyong chimed in.

“Is someone out to destroy you?” Dara said exasperated. Of course, Sports Seoul would be the root of this. YG has never been friendly with them, ever. She knew that they will break the scandal faster than Jiyong’s sold out concert tickets.

“You’re reaction to this is charming.” Jiyong said amused.

“Hang on. Why am in the middle of this, again?” Dara asked.

“Dispatch will release an article tomorrow morning. I want you to prepare a draft and send it to me by 3pm. We will release an official statement tonight.” YG explained.

“You want me to help him write this?”

“ Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re the Director of Communications, Dara. You’ve handled something like this before, and I trust you enough to let you handle Jiyong’s situation.”

“Let So Jung-oppa help him.”

“You’re an artist. You know what it feels like to be given this kind of attention.”

“Well, yes. But-“

“He’s your friend.”

“Fine.”