Aidan Hutchinson Dad Novels & Stories

“So you are my friend!” I chuckled. “Guess so.” Vivian studied me for a moment before turning back to Aiden. “Do you remember your Aunty Olivia? The one who got you an iPad for your last birthday a few months ago?” Aiden furrowed his brows, thinking hard. Then his eyes lit up. “Oh yeah! She’s really nice!” Vivian smiled. “Well, guess what? This gentleman here is her husband.” Aiden’s mouth dropped open. He looked at me with wide eyes before turning back to his mom. “So that means…” He gasped. “He’s my second daddy?!”

Kent said as he bowed his head to look at him. “I’m sorry daddy I won’t do it again.” Aiden said that Kent just nodded. “It is okay if you do not repeat it okay? But are you okay with Daddy being Mafia?” He asked her as Aiden immediately looked at him. “Super yes! You are so cool, Daddy! You know our daddy as well as Grandma and Grandpa, uncle and aunt are Mafia!” He said this happily which made Kent smile. “I hope you are really Aiden. I hope Mommy and Addison will accept it when they find out.” Kent said

Those tears marked my gratitude I felt for Aiden. However, I had no idea that the rescue would turn out that ugly. Aiden’s dad was there standing in front of me, eagerly wanting to kill me. I always used to wonder why Aiden always hated his dad and disrespected him, claiming that his dad doesn’t love or care for him. From my perspective, dads are always there to love their children, just like my dad loved me with all his heart. Therefore, I couldn’t fully understand Aiden’s concept and his hatred towards his dad, but the thing Aiden revealed just before me was shocking. I was feeling dizzy and drained of all the energy to even stand there properly, but thanks to Lucas who held my hand and sh

I encouraged. “Her loss must have turned on something in him, but he became miserable. A monster,” Aidan said, hate roping around his words. “He hated everyone. Me, his other wife, their child…it was hell. It was so bad, one day, she upped and left with her son, and it was just me and my father left. I didn’t leave him. I thought if I stayed loyal to him, somehow, he would see me as more than a shadow of my dead Mom.” Aidan laughed. “He didn’t.” “I’m so sorry, Aidan,” I said, hoping that my tone carried my heartfelt sympathy.

Aurora said grabbing him from my arms, taking him into her own. "Mommy, where is daddy?" Aiden said looking at me. "Erm, honey your dad isn't here anymore, mommy left him after he did a bad thing to mommy." I told him. "Did daddy hit you?" he said quickly. "No honey, he kissed another girl." "When I see daddy, I'm going to kick his ass." He said shouting. "Aiden who taught you that?!" I scolded him. "Uncle Hunter." "Hunter, what the hell are you teaching my son?!" I shouted at him.

"Happy birthday, Dad. I apologize for arriving late to the party." "You made it, and that's satisfying," Dad says, turning to his friend. "Aiden manages a couple of businesses outside of Mendes Group," he informs Mr. Luther. Mr. Luther's eyes sharpen with interest, and I sense Dad's goal. He's connecting me with more of his influence to assist in growing my own clientele. I appreciate the effort he's making to bridge the gap that has drifted between us over the years, and I wonder what prompted Dad's sudden change. Is there an influence I should be wary of?

Hunt checked her phone after finishing the call. Aiden tried to recollect the things he had learned in the orphanage, about how they should behave with the guests. He remembers Madam Cecilia also said the Hunt's were his new family, so he thought he should greet them politely. He practices it a few times in his mind and finally musters up his courage and says, "G-good Morning Mom, Dad." Mrs. Hunt was enraged hearing the word 'Mom.' "Who are you calling Mom? "She screamed. Aiden was shocked at the sudden outburst. He was shivering like a leaf when Mrs. Hunt continued, "Let me make one thing clear to you, boy. I am not your Mom, nor is he your Dad. We have only one son Dylan."

“You and Ethan always act like you have some deep bond with Uncle Gus. Let’s be real—he was never your dad. He was just the guy who got your mom pregnant. He didn’t raise you. He didn’t show up at your games or talk to you like a father. My dad did that. So spare me the speech.” Evan’s jaw clenched. He stared at Aidan for a long beat, clearly holding back everything he wanted to say. Finally, he let out a slow, tight breath. “Give me your phone.” Aidan blinked. “What? Why?” “You want me to talk to your father? Fine. Give me your phone.” Still confused, Aidan hesitated before pulling it from his pocket. He unlocked it and handed it over, frowning as Evan snatched it without hesitation.

Weylin gulped nervously, "Where's your daddy? How come you never saw your mama getting picked up by your papa?" Unexpectedly for Weylin again, Aiden casually replied, "He is busy at work, Uncle." Weylin's heart ached, for some reason he felt disappointed. Why is he disappointed? Could he be starting to hope that Aiden really was his son? Weylin asked again, "So where does your father work, Aiden?" Aiden was silent for a moment, Weylin suddenly feared that he had made the boy feel uncomfortable. However, he heard Aiden answer, "I don't know. Mom only said that dad is a dancer but she didn't explain where he works."

Aiden responds, making my dad close his eyes in horror, "But I looked twenty-something already. And sex is not a big deal for me, I can tune it off." "Fifteen is so fucking young," Dad groans, "But whatever, it's done. And you’re not traumatized by that, right?” “No,” Aiden insists, “On the contrary, it taught me how to disconnect my mind from my body. That’s an amazing skill I have now.” “How many men have you fucked because of Dad’s instructions?” I ask with a smirk, finding a lot satisfaction in the way my dad keeps groaning in guilt, “Five?” “Just two,” Aiden responds, no reaction. But my dad is about to pass away. He hates to be reminded of reality… but my cheek still hurts because of h