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He complained, his lips forming a cute little pout. "If you really want a cat, then you should ask Mommy. If she says yes, we will get you one right away!" Adnan's eyes lit up with excitement. "Really, daddy?" "Didn't I tell you you could ask for anything and I'd give it to you?" He hummed, wrapping his arms around his tiny body. "I love you, son. So much," he mumbled more to himself. He felt so blessed to be his father. Adnan was his greatest blessing, his pride and joy. The love he felt was him could not be described by mere words. He wanted to always be there to protect him, like a father should. Always. And to make sure he wouldn't trail his path in future.

as the media dubs him, smile only at me. But the media is a bunch of assholes, because they forget that he’s been such a devout single parent ever since he was young. My dad hasn’t aged much. At thirty-seven going on thirtyeight, he still has a strong build that fills out his suit. He’s tall and broad and has an eight-pack. No kidding. He’s the healthiest man I know. But he also has a few age lines that make him the wisest ever—aside from a certain someone.

The large one. "What?" My father stood up, the chair falling behind him at the force he used to unfold his height. "Sit down, Henry!" Alpha Caden said, his expression serene and stern at the same time. My father did just that. No one could deny the Alpha's command. I am starting to think he relishes on seeing people do as he said because he has the fucking tilte. monster!

Adrian's eyes snapped to Zane and he had a strange feeling about him Zane's smile widened and he walked down to where Adrian was standing with confident steps. "Hello, my name is Zane Anderson, one and only son of Jeff Anderson." He paused and let that sink in. "My daddy owns Anderson Corporation, you know, that really big building downtown with his name on it?" "Wow!" Several kids gasped and suddenly they were looking at Zane with awe. "My daddy knows the mayor!" One kid said, deciding to brag about his daddy.

Adrian interrupted, claiming our attention. "Don Morelli," dad said. "It's Adrian. My son is the Don now," Adrian said, making me look at him. His eyes moved to me. My heart raced again but I looked away. "Right. Well, Adrian, she is ready. Please take care of her for me," dad said. "Of course," Adrian said. I scoffed in disbelief as dad turned to me. "Take care of yourself too, pumpkin. I will be back in no time," he said, leaning closer and kissing my temples.

he bellowed from across the clearing. We shuffled over to them slowly, preparing ourselves for the tongue lashing we were about to get. My dad was a very strict man. That’s how Grandpa raised him. And that’s how he’s kept the pack safe for so many years. He was a tall man with big broad shoulders and bulging muscles. His hair was a dark sandy blonde, like mine and my sister’s. I don’t remember the last time I saw my dad without a big bushy beard. Smith’s worried voice filled my head as we neared them,

“We named it GrandAbner AI. Yes, named after Theodore too, I supposed.” “Dad, funny how Adrian and I argue about which house you should stay in next, but here we are missing you so much.” A tear fell down his cheek, but he sniffed it away, saying, “It hasn’t been the same, but I’m just glad I spent time with you in the last six years of your life. I love you, Dad.”

I slipped on a robe and opened the door. “Mama! Papa! Let’s go to the zoo!!!” Daphne squealed with excitement and ran to me. Oh yes, she no longer calls him Papi. Now it’s Papa. It seems she truly sees him as her father. That’s okay, because she won’t feel lonely anymore. Kreed is doing such a good job, and I’m so grateful to have him with us.

Grandpa's slap was hard and heavy, snapping Dad's head to the side and drawing a thin line of blood from the corner of his mouth. Dad froze, utterly stunned that this usually gentle old man could unleash such raw power. Mom rushed forward to pull Grandpa back, pleading, "Sir, please don't do this. Theo didn't mean to do it. It really was just an accident—" "An accident?" Grandpa flung her hand away, his bloodshot eyes glaring daggers at her.

she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan. The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him. But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore. Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long