Aaron Judge Dad Novels & Stories

Daine said as she stood before Aaron even Bryan and Ryan were beside Aaron but the man only glared at his son. "Move Daine I want to have a talk with my son" Diane slowly moved but she was ready to step in if Jordan did anything to Aaron. Jordan moved forwards and Aaron looked on the ground feeling nervous as hell , he felt tiny in front of his father .His father raised a hand and everyone thought he was going to slap Aaron so everyone was ready to stop him. But instead of that he just hugged Aaron, Aaron became stiff while others were shocked as well. "For once in your life you have fulfilled my wish so fast," Jordan said while Aaron just looked at him with his lips parted "It was just yest

he said for his son to walk towards him. “ you made a brave decision Aaron, I’m proud of you. Don’t worry, I will make you the most smartest Ceo newyork will ever have” he said for his son to smile. “ I’m proud of you too dad” he said hugging his father who rub his hair and kissed it. “ dad when are we going to visit my step mom?” He asked for Aaron to smile. “ I can ask Daniel to take you there, I’m occupied with work ok” he said for the boy to nod. Aaron carried his phone and Call Daniel.

He said with a shrug of his little shoulders. Athaliah never told him about who his father was? Why? Who was Ryan's father? "Why do you think I could be your Papa?" Aaron asked. "After coming here, I got my Aiden uncle, grandma and grandpa. I only need to find my Papa now. And mumma seems to know you and I would like you as my Papa." He said, his feelings were unarranged. "With how many people you used to live at your last house?" Aaron asked with a frown. He was standing right now.

He is more than happy to hear this news. "Uh- as soon as possible..?" "Good, let's meet them tomorrow. You stay the night here. I want to cook something that you'll like." he smiles and looks at his wife. Hai Yin smile and said to Aaron. "That's right. Stay the night here. Your dad has been missing you so badly. I never knew that you are his son. Thank you for taking care of me and my family back then Andy." Aaron smile at her. He's happy to see his father right now. Despite that his father once a 'Grim Reaper' and the most terrifying assassins, he never imagines that his father had a charming side.

Aaron muttered with disappointment. “Aaron, you’ll survive. Just try not to let the pack go to crap while I’m gone. If you need some support, call my dad. He’ll stop by to help you out. I assume he’ll be glad to get a few hours away from my mom because, by the sound of his last voicemail, the man’s bored out of his brains.” He curled his fingers around his chin as he considered my offer. “Ooo, do I spend time with Mr. Grant senior, or pregnantzilla? Gee, let me think.”

The underprivileged student I sponsored became my dad’s new mistress. She told me she no longer needed my sponsorship and that I only needed to ask if I needed money. My mother was kicked out of the house within a year, and Janice became the next Mrs. Roffe. Janice loved taunting my mother and showing off the love my dad showered her in, and so my mom died angry and bitter. After that, Janice only got worse. She turned her arrows at me and drilled into my head that I was the one who killed my mom.

Bloody rushes out, but I doubt Raven even notices. In that moment of chaos, my phone dings with a notification. I casually bring it out and open the message, and my jaw drops. My heart cracks. On the screen are the wedding pictures of Laura and my father on a yacht. “It has finally happened.” I sputter, earning lethal looks from Raven and Igor. Immediately, I turn my phone for them to see. “My father has married your bride, Uncle Raven.” That's the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Raven flips like a switch and commands.

"A judge of the High Court has already reviewed the evidence submitted by the prosecution." He lifted a sealed document. "Based on the evidence establishing probable cause, the court has issued a lawful warrant for Mr. Aaron Reynolds' arrest pending further criminal investigation. The arrest is fully authorized under the law." The moment those words fell, I watched the last trace of color drain from Aaron's face. He had lost completely. Yet instead of admitting defeat, he turned toward Father, his eyes burning with anger. "You'd actually dare arrest your own son? What kind of a cold-blooded father are you? You'd rather see me dragged away in handcuffs than protect your own blood?!"

When I start middle school, Dad quits his job to become my full-time study coach. He devotes every ounce of energy to monitoring my academics and refuses to let a single distraction near me. My best friend in middle school has average grades, so Dad goes straight to his parents for a talk. "My son is going to a top school. Don't let your kid's low IQ rub off on him." I lose my closest friend after that, and the rest of my classmates start keeping their distance too. In high school, the class rep asks me a math question one day, and Dad sees it happen. Without a word, he slaps her across the face. "Already flirting with boys at your age? I'll have the principal expel you! "Just asking a

"Whether he mistreats her or not isn't proven by what he says. It's proven by what he has done over the last five years." That person froze. The entire office fell dead silent. The teacher looked at me as if she wanted to ask me something, but she ultimately kept it to herself and placed my withdrawal application at the corner of her desk. I turned on my heel and left the office. The school corridor stretched out ahead of me. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, creating a checkered pattern of light and dark across the linoleum floor. When I walked past the Wall of Fame, I caught the photograph prominently displayed in the center. My father, Ian Smith, stood to one side while his stepso