Batfamily X Neglected Reader Novels & Stories

I remember mum telling me that babies could see angels, it was when I had asked her why children used to laugh when they were on their own. It’s been two days since the men have left. The house was somewhat empty without them, I had to admit that. Arda and Thomas were currently in the living room watching whatever football match was on, while Grace was beside Natasha who got ill a while ago. I came up here to check on Tatia knowing that she shouldn’t be around maids twenty-four, seven. Someone had to take care of the little girl, and with her mum being as weak as she was. It was going to be harder for her to do it, especially with a child who wasn’t completely healthy either.

The ache in my chest tightened, as it always did. When did everything go wrong? I thought, staring at the picture. When did I become this shadow of the man she loved? The office door opened softly, and she stepped in carrying a cup of tea. “I thought you might need this,” she said, placing it in front of me. The scent of chamomile was comforting, but not even that could ease the weight I carried. “Thank you,” I murmured, wrapping both hands around the cup. “Mr. Benites, the new nanny arrives tomorrow. Would you like the company car to pick her up from the airport?” she asked, her tone gentle—the one she used when she knew I was close to my limit.

The hand with the scar. One finger at a time, I pried him off. His grip was strong, but my resolve was stronger. From my bag, I pulled the hospital discharge papers and tossed them at him. They fluttered like wounded birds. "The baby died three days ago." His fingers trembled as he picked up the paper. I watched him read it. Watched the color drain from his face. Watched his Adam's apple bob. "You had no right," he whispered. Then louder. "No right to kill my child! How could you be so selfish?"

They walked towards the area where the skating competition would conduct. They reached and looked around. After gazing for a while, they found Gloria talking with Vivaan, and a little farther from them were standing, Ben brothers’ parents, Sanskar Sebastian Knight and Swara Sebastian Knight. (Sanskar Sebastian Knight: - Father of Ben brothers, and Felicity Gloria Knight. King of the British Mafia Empire, a cold-blooded beast in front of the enemies. However, for his family, you will find him like a giant teddy bear. Knows the reason behind Benedict’s changed behaviour, but can’t tell anyone because of the promise which his son took from him. Loves his family to the core and can do anything f

The little boy seemed a bit uneasy when he noticed his uncle and nanny there, so he tried to run towards them, but the first man stopped him with his arm, the one holding the gun. "Not so fast, young man. Your daddy didn't give us the money yet. And we are also negotiating your nanny, so, hang on a bit more. Go, go! Stay back!" Benjamin retreated, being pulled by Ace. "Oh, so we're keeping the nanny as well, Giggles?" Ace asked his buddy. "That's a brilliant idea. She's hot," he added with a disgusting voice. Sarah thought she could be sick at any minute. If that's what it took to free Benjamin, she was willing to do it, even though that meant all the horrible things she would have to face w

As Chase refired the bullet, a hole appeared in Leigh's forehead behind Eric, and he immediately fell down. Chase appeared as though he was looking at a corpse. Facing his gaze, Eric immediately knelt down and begged for mercy. "Chase, Mr. Chase, d-don't kill me. I'll give you anything you want. My name is Eric Bateman, and I'm the only son of the Bateman family—a prominent family in Chitara. I can give you anything you want!" "Oh, really?" Chase chuckled teasingly. "Can you tell me where the headquarters of the Martial Arts Alliance is?"

"I know where you live, V. More than that, I know the route that little bastard takes to school, the schedule of his after school activities...even where those grandparents are and just how neglectful they are of him once he's there. Or maybe I'll go to Camille. She needs a good dick down, maybe I'll knock her up and give Landon a brother." "W-what do you want?" "A chance to get to know you..." I scoffed. "Everything else I want will come after. But as much as I love watching your ass when you run from me, I want you to want it even more...Maybe if you do then those threats will turn out to be empty." "You wouldn't hurt a kid." This came out as more as a hopeful question as he smirked with t

she said, her tone anxious. “No… it's complicated.” I didn't know where to start. “You know I'm here for you, no matter what, you can tell me your problems.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm my nerves. “I don't know what to do…” I began, my voice breaking. “I got fired from my job today, and then the doctor treating Dad gave me the news that the current treatment isn't working, and that drastic changes are needed. Intensive chemotherapy and possibly surgery. I don't know how I'm going to pay for all that, Lau.”

Babysitting The Mafia’s Heir . Chapter 14: do I really give a damn? . With another sigh, he closes and locks the door, leaning his back against it as he turns and faces Ian, fast asleep on his couch. He's got classes tomorrow, ones he can't afford to skip out on, so he'll just have to take Ian with him. He feels a little lost. He hasn't got many kid suited snacks in his refrigerator. He makes a note to himself to get some stuff tomorrow while they're out.

My door swings open quietly, and I grab the nearest thing I think counts as a weapon—one of my computer science textbooks. Baba stands in the door, clutching a baseball bat. “Go to Mama in our room, chryso mou.” I grab the envelope and start to shake my head. “No, I—” “It’s my job to protect this family.” His face turns deadly serious. I’ve never seen Baba look like that, not even when he said Mama and I should move back to Greece. Not even last night, when he was getting patched up in our kitchen. Something terrible is happening. The money won’t fix this.