Austin Theory Father Novels & Stories

He had the hunch that, Austin might have found out about what happened then through Michael, or someone else. "Are you there sir?" Austin asked when he didn't hear anything from Marcus anymore. "Yes Austin, I'm still with you. What you asked, is kinda heavy for me to explain!" "I don't understand, what do you mean sir?" Austin couldn't keep calm any longer with the response he just heard. "Michael Morrison is the son of Aaron Morrison, that we did a business back then with your father." "You knew him truly?" Austin couldn't believe his ears as he sounds heartbroken.

she said almost coldly, “was John’s father. Which makes him yours as well, Austin.” I froze. My stomach twisted. Austin pushed his chair back, standing abruptly. His voice trembled with fury. “Enough, Mother.” But she didn’t flinch. Her eyes narrowed on me. “You cannot seriously think I’ll allow you to bind yourself to a human. And worse, one who was abandoned by your brother.” Heat flushed my cheeks, humiliation pricking sharp and hot, but Austin’s voice cut through before I could speak. “She’s not human.” His declaration was fierce, his body angled protectively toward me.

Austin rises from his seat sharply, wide eyes throwing daggers at the male standing before him in a dark retro suit worth millions. Broad shoulders with an aura of command radiatin from him. “What do you think you’re doing here?” he utters through gritted teeth. “That is no way to greet a son you haven’t seen in ten years, Father. What? Do you think I’m going to rot in the countryside you abandoned me in?” Jack walks further until he stands face to face with Austin.

“Anyway, after you left the second night, Eduardo and I had a chat. He believes Austin is very serious about attacking Highton. Luna Gwyneth is in real danger.” The way Austin’s eyes gleamed at the map, pointing out the areas he believed to me whilst grinning at me was burned into my memory. “Austin’s a bully. He’ll try anything.” “I agree,” Father nodded, “his father was no better, but he backed off when I threatened to take his face off. Vain bastard,” tutting into his paperwork, squinting at the scrawling texts. “Even as boys you two never got on.” “Because he mocked me when Mother died,” I reminded him flatly. All the leaders came to the funeral ceremony, and I ended up with Austin hover

Such a person didn't deserve his attention or time. The atmosphere was very tense, and no one dared to speak. Today's banquet proved to be very informative compared with the usual ones they attended, and the news was so juicy. They could not help but take a few steps back and stay away from Derek, Emily, and Austin, to avoid being implicated. Austin looked at Derek in shock, fear, and resentment. He recalled what his father said to him before he was confined. Austin's father told him that causing trouble was all he was capable of. He had decided to give Austin up because Austin was utterly useless.

Austin's mother cried. "Get out!" "No, Walter!" "Then get out with your son, Rosalind." He said her full name. She went to hug Austin, crying she kissed his forehead. "He is still my son." "Leave with him... before I fetch my rifle and shoot him out of my house." "Fathe—" Austin still in a shock, his father was never a violent man. Seeing him this way, triggered him. It showed him just how many people he had hurt from his selfishness.

He turned to face his father who was looking around the house until he stared at the picture on the wall hanging near the stairs. “Come with me. Let’s talk, ” he said coldly before walking and heading to his office room, his father immediately followed. When they entered Austin did not let a second passed and attacked his father. To his father's shock, he did not act at the sudden move of his son. His father was shocked by the attack he made, Austin's father received many blows before he shields himself from every blow he received from his son. “Austin! What?!" his father still shield himself to every fist of his son with darkened eyes staring at him, it was full of greed to kill him.

Then, my father’s gaze shifted to Austin, his expression unreadable. “Austin,” he said slowly, each syllable weighted with meaning. “Why would you step in like this? Are you sure this is what you want?” Austin didn’t waver. His voice was steady, his expression firm. “I’m doing this for Olivia, sir. She doesn’t deserve to have her life fall apart because of this. That’s all.” My father studied him for a long, heavy moment. The air between them was thick with unspoken words, a silent challenge lingering in the space.

Priam said. I scoffed but it turned into a loud laughter. I laughed like a crazy man as I felt a bigger lump in my throat and my sight started to get blurry. "He tossed the girl after doing what he wanted with her?" I laughed again, even smacking the table with one hand and the other hand is placed in my stomach. "After painting her innocence black? After doing her dirty? What a man my father is!" Austin hurriedly run to me and hold both of my hands together, "Shaun.. breathe.. breathe." she whispered to my ears.