Austin Theory Father Novels & Stories

I replied, sceptically. "Oh I see, we will get to the bottom of this, so don't worry,", my father said as he patted my back with a smile on his face. I couldn't help but feel disgusted by him, my father was a murderer and Drake was going to bring down hell on him. This brings up a thought in my mind. If Drake deals with my father what will happen to me?

"You'd do that?" "I'd try. For you. Despite everything, you're still my father." Aiden's voice softened. "I'm sick, Dad. I know that. What I did to Sophie, to Torres, to both of you—that's not normal. Mom's been enabling me my whole life because she didn't want to admit her son was broken. But you're not Mom. You'd want me to get help." "This is manipulation," I said.

“I watched them bury you.” “You watched them bury a man who was supposed to become me.” The words made no sense. Daniella stepped forward, keeping her weapon trained on him. “You ordered my father’s death.” Victor looked at her. “No.” “My father wrote that the person who ordered his death is still alive. Your name is in this ledger.” “I know.” “Then explain it.” Victor looked toward the black ledger in Christian’s hand. “Your father discovered the organization. He discovered the money, the people, and the companies. But he didn’t understand the most important part.”

"Leomund! Have you lost your mind?" I ignored her and swung harder. I swung a total of three times. Suddenly, a slick-haired man rushed over and grabbed my arm tightly, his voice trembling. "Stop! Stop smashing it! Come on, man! Do you know how expensive this car is? If you break it, can you even afford to pay for it?" It was Shanon's influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt. My eyes were bloodshot. I grabbed his collar and growled through clenched teeth, "If anything happens to my daughter, you won't be able to pay for it either."

“The council reopened investigations, your accounts are exposed and your partner is missing.” My chest tightened. “Gabriel is irrelevant.” “He is not,” my father said. “He is proof of weakness.” I kept my face still. “He betrayed me.” “Because you allowed him proximity.” He said “That was strategic.” “That was emotional.” He cuts in That accusation struck deeper than he knew. “I do not operate emotionally.” “But you did with Mason.” He answered as the silence between us thickened. He watched my reaction but I gave him none. “You still hesitate to destroy him,” he said quietly.

"Your mother was different. She was kind. She was honest. She was the first person who ever saw me really saw me. And I fell in love with her." I stood there, my arms crossed, my heart pounding. "She loved you too," I said. "Yes." His voice was barely above a whisper. "She did." "What happened?" He was silent for a moment. "She found something," he said. "Something she wasn't supposed to find. Documents. Files. Evidence of what my family was doing. The money. The deals. The people they'd hurt." "What were they doing?" "My father was involved in some very bad things. Money laundering. Bribery. A man was killed a business rival who refused to sell his company. My father arranged it."

But he wasn’t the only one watching me. “It’s actually quite lovely to see you silent for once,” Austin drawled from the doorway. He hadn’t followed Finn, clearly staying behind to savor my unease, to even the score from our last unpleasant encounter. “Could it be because of your father?” His tone was smooth but sharp. “Looks like it’s time to say goodbye to both the throne and the Academy. If you’d accepted your expulsion quietly that day, none of this would’ve happened.” I slowly lifted my gaze, meeting his black eyes without flinching.

I commented “Father I don't want to go back. I'm done. I'm tired and fed up. I can't anymore, Father, please.” “No. You're just giving excuses and I'm sure Amelia put you up to this. I've had enough. I will call Aaron and apologize for any trouble you caused. He just cheated, he didn't kill someone. Surely, that wouldn't be a problem.” “Why do you do this?” Becca beat me to it this time. It was her time to talk some sense into this man!

From the start, he believed that Jane's presence was nothing but a burden, slowly gnawing away at their family. "But, Dad," Austin squints in disbelief. When Jane's photo is handed to him by his father on his work desk. Austin has just returned from New York, filling in for his father's absence in running the business. Unique Enterprise's name must not lose its edge in facing the current trends. "I only asked for this marriage to happen, Austin." Austin grumbles in frustration. He rubs his face in frustration and slams his body into his oversized chair. His father sits in front of him calmly. There's no worry or doubt that his son will refuse. The middle-aged man is convinced his son will ag

Hard as he tried to shake it off, he couldn't. "No," he whispered as he furiously lathered his hair with shampoo, wishing he could silence the cold voice of doubt and suspicion furiously pounding inside his head. His father was many things. But a sick pervert who preyed on kids? Jaco too… Could they both be— "No! Pull yourself together," Austin told himself. "Father loves children. He'd never be a part of that sickness." Wouldn't he, though? After all, the man had made several transactions to Dreams, and they sure as hell weren't for escorts.