Adams Family Values Novels & Stories

They could see them all the time. But Heath knows without asking that fifteen minutes is way too far away to suit Kimmy. She will want to be near her parents, her brother and the rest of her family. She will want to be near Chad. “I don't. We want to stay in the pack.” “Good,” Adam nods. They sit in silence until the nurse and doctor unhook Adam from the tube that was pumping his blood plasma into Kimmy. Adam stands up and says “I need to go get my family now.”

Adam hung up. Even though Adam was the one heading his family’s company, He hardly acknowledged or interacted with members of his family. He had no problem with any of them coming over to the company but Adam made a rule which was known to all, including the staff. His parents, siblings, Tessie and any members of Tessie’s family weren’t allowed in his office or his floor. A couple of seconds after Adam hung up on George, his phone buzzed. Taking a glance at the caller ID and seeing that it was Emily, his elder sister, he declined the call, then turned off his phone.

“ I only need one hour to enter his residence and install some secret cameras that he will never notice and neither will you, no matter how perfectionist your care for the house is. And on your part, just tell me everything you know about him, his work, models..” I take another sip of my coffee and cross my arms waiting patiently for whatever she had to say to be worth half the amount on the table. “ Adam with the job is a very serious man. He had to take over the family business a little young with the death of his father. He has a sister who travels the world doing community work, leaving the burden of responsibility on his back. I don't believe he is the man everyone paints him as, maybe

Adam stated. "You are being unreasonably stubborn, Adam. This is about more than just your happiness. It is about the future of our family, and you are helping the family of the woman who has helped when no one else could. Use your head for once," his father fired again. "Your blackmail won’t work on me. I can't compromise my values and beliefs just to please you or maintain our wealth. I have to do what's right for me. How I repay Ayana for what she has done for me is my problem. I doubt if her parents deserve any help coming from her as well." Adam said.

“I never imagined I'd be this grateful for my family. They're complicated, but not at all like this.” “Excuse me?” Dad’s voice raised. “What are you trying to say?” Adam shifted his legs and spoke again. “It’s the 21st century and yet things like arranged marriages, preserving wealth and titles, still exist. I don’t mean to judge, but it’s just unbelievable.” “This is why I think Americans are simple-minded, narrow-minded,” Dad mocked. “You have no rules, just chaos. Look at how your government regulates you.” My father waved his hand dismissively.

“Whether they are or aren't has nothing to do with any of our discussions.” “Right.” I nodded sharply. The thing about Adam Mario was that he was a strong proponent of “traditional” family values. A married man and woman plus children. He was a regular donor to one of the Netherlands' most notorious and conservative super churches and often supported politicians who campaigned to end gay marriage and strip women of their body autonomy. He had also publicly disowned his son after he came out as trans. Adam lived and breathed his ideals. Smith picked up a pen, clicking the end of it. “Look, I—”

I was being a gentleman and I will never force him to do anything he doesn't want to, but I will be a hypocrite if I say that I don't want to touch him, because God, I do. "Why don't we go first?" I offered because Adam still looked nervous and I wanted him to relax around us. "We are a family of six. We have a little sister and brother. Our father is an architect, and our mother is a fashion designer. How about you, Adam?" Adam nervously played with the mouth of the glass in front of him. "Oh, uhm, I only have my mother and my little brother with me. My father... died a long time ago."

Mom says. She takes a big breath and continues, "Yes, Adam, there will be many benefits, but I'm glad you realize it's not all about sex. As 'the Man,' you must take responsibility for our welfare. Meaning, you will have to take our feelings, health, happiness, and most of all, our security into account with the decisions you make regarding our family." She looks sad for a minute and then says, "Your father forgot that somewhere along the line and started thinking only about his dick."

She wanted to scream, cry, or run—but her body wouldn’t cooperate. Adam’s response was sharp and cutting. “It’s not mine. It’s Sanchez’s. Your daughter is nothing but a slut. And never in my life would I stoop so low as to impregnate the daughter of the man who ruined my family!” Adam’s voice trembled, not with fear, but with raw pain. “You stole my mother from us! Because of you, my father took his own life. And you—what did you do when I came to you, begging for help, crying? You turned your back on me! You blamed my father, said he suffocated my mother, but that’s not an excuse for betrayal! If you’d done the right thing, my father might still be alive today!”

NYSSA'S POV: When the car stopped at the Adams company, it seemed as though I was looking at the world for the first time, with new eyes. For someone who hadn't left the interior of a house since she had been taken from her father's house, I was quite composed. I looked around, and at that moment, I confirmed that the Adams family was one of the biggest families in Cleveland and was always going to be so. I had heard of the delivery company controlled by them, but I never knew it was so prestigious. Every wall, pillar and chair spoke of spic and span wealth.