Birk Balthazar Sofia The First Real Dad Novels & Stories

Sofia had them also, just not as pronounced. She was very nice and spoke with a slight accent. Angel thought she went a little overboard, trying to make Sarah and Valerie comfortable, offering them more of everything a few too many times. But Sarah and Valerie thought she was very nice. His dad, Salvador, was also in his mid-forties and very tall with broad shoulders. He was built very well for a man his age. He didn't talk nearly as much as Angel's mother did, saying only that he was glad to meet them, and then quickly excusing himself to get back to work. But Sarah had been able to see, just by the way he spoke to Angel and Sofia, that he was a no nonsense kind of man.

Lucas POV This is my amazing daughter; she is so full of herself, just like my mother. It's true that a trait can be strong. I couldn't believe she was asking me if she could control me. Like, who is the father here? I was so speechless and glared wonderfully at her. "Baby, let's go now.You must be stressing dad. He hasn't rested since he came back," Sofia said, and she squatted to her level. "Sofia, I am very sorry for what my mother did. This won't repeat itself again," I said, trying hard not to gaze at her.

No matter what they had done. "Don’t 'father' him!" Sofia barked, her voice a sharp, manic weapon that cut right through my words. She let out a sickening, triumphant laugh that made the hairs on my arms stand up. "It's all a lie, Iris! He’s not your biological father. He's mine. Mine alone, Iris!" "Sofia!" Father shouted, his voice cracking with a sudden, desperate panic. "No, Father! Let her hear it! Let her know that we don’t share the same father or the same mother! You're just a bastard who we—"

The uncertainty of their future weighed heavily on her. When Georgina finished her shower, she emerged from the bathroom to find Sofia sleeping soundly. The sight of her peaceful daughter filled Georgina's heart with warmth and determination. Yes, Sofia was Marcelo's daughter, but she was also Georgina's, and Georgina was resolute in her commitment to raise Sofia with love and ensure she would never follow in her father's footsteps.

Carter tells them wanting them to know that they can tell us anything. Liam sighs heavily and leans forward with his elbows on his knees, Sofia reaches up and pats him on the hands “My pack kicked me out after my step-dad denied to claim me as his and as the next heir to take his place as alpha” he swallows thickly and continues “My dad or as I call him sperm doner is a real fucking piece of work, sorry for the language” Carter and me both do a one shoulder shrug not caring much for his language because Carter cusses like a sailor.

l He tried to change his father’s mind but as always he never succeeded. “Sasha is the right woman for him." "He does not love her." "He may be infatuated by that Edward's granddaughter, now but eventually he will learn to love Sasha. She is a good girl and will be an excellent mother to my great grandson.” Mr Johnson sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes not interested in arguing anymore. "You are unbelievable." Shaking his head, Mark’s dad left banging the door on his way out. “Calm down honey, let’s see what Mark has to say about this first.” His wife ran after him trying to ease his growing rage.

Hazel exclaimed and winked at me. We burst into hearty laughter. “Billionaires love blonde skinny girls, the kind in Victoria’s magazine. And we ain’t no blondes here.” Emma rolled her eyes at Hazel. Sophia popped a sweet and put it in Hazel’s mouth. “Don’t argue girl, we know you and Emma can increase the speed of the train with the energy of your arguments” Sophia said. I laughed, Sophia was the brake lever inclined to stop Emma and Hazel from starting their argument engines. Today was going to be fun. At least that’s what my Mama had said when she did her tarot reading for me this morning. Today was set to be the beginning of my life. At the end of the day, we would see the new world awai

he inquired, the first display of interest and genuine concern for her personal life from her paternal relatives. "Everything is going well, Uncle Mak. Thank you," Sofia responded with gentle sincerity, grateful for the sudden show of care and attention. Mak nodded and settled into a seat beside Sofia's father while Sofia eagerly anticipated her father's approach. She yearned for him to acknowledge her new life and inquire about her well-being. However, to her dismay, he remained seated, appearing oblivious to Sofia's presence. Suppressing a sob that threatened to escape her throat, Sofia fought back tears, grappling with a whirlwind of emotions stirred by her father's indifference. She blin

’ I was eleven. With Nic being absent, dad turned the attention to me as I became his only heir. He wanted to try a different approach. He had become soft—told me the truth about the business, taught me how to be the boss, hold a gun, and gain respect. Things were starting to look up, and I finally understood why months later. ‘This is Sofia, your new mother.’ Fabio introduced me to the beautiful, kind-looking woman with arms wrapped around her heavily pregnant belly.