Birk Balthazar Sofia The First Real Dad Novels & Stories

I could see it now in the way Elena stood a little distance away, watching Daniel and Sofia with soft eyes. Daniel never rushed into being “Dad.” He didn’t demand the title but earned it quietly. Sofia’s biological father had walked out after cheating on Elena with someone else. Sofia barely remembered him. But she knew who stayed. Daniel became her super dad in the smallest ways. School pick-ups. Bedtime stories. Buying her dolls. Showing up to every preschool performance like it was the Oscars. I stood up, straightening my jacket. “You clean up well,” Daniel said, adjusting my tie without asking.

Elder Sofia explained. Then Megan asked enthusiastically, "I'm sorry for interrupting your conversation. What is this sign, and why can only Elder Sofia see it," Megan commented. "Well, forgive the child. She has a high level of curiosity. Sometimes it's not polite to interrupt a parent's conversation," said Mr. Robert. Elder Sofia smiled at her ex-lover, "That's good, Robert because my future Luna son must be like that, with a high level of curiosity so that he continues to explore knowledge," said Elder Sofia.

"Gist me. What got you so absorbed? I mean, the only man who makes you zoon out like this is not around. So what happened?" Yeah, he was not around, but he had left a mark to make sure that she did not forget about him. And even way before that, she always thought about him. Because he was always in his heart. "About..." "Wait," Liz cut her off nicely. "Is that wicked family of yours troubling you? What did they do this time around?" Sofia was born out of wedlock. Since her mother died, her biological father brought her into his family. But Sofia was never loved or welcomed there. She was treated as a mistake that she was from her existence.

Bianca said, “Okay, no problem, I just want to help you,” Sarah said, listen, I knew this family well, I have been working with them since I was twenty-two years, I lived all my life with them, I knew what they were capable of doing, the husband Is nice, but the wife Mrs. Rhodes can be wicked at times but not always, Jude Rhodes Is the first child and first son of the family, and the parents didn't joke with him or any happening in his life, and they can go to any length because of him” Sarah explained, “Ma'am, I have heard you I can not do what you said, I can not be the baby's mom when am not his mom I can't Impersonate,” Bianca said,

“Let her go.” Adrian released her. Sofia rubbed her wrist. Then she looked at me. “The first child wasn’t me.” I stared at her. “What?” “I was the first child Adrian used to convince Dante that he had lost a daughter.” My stomach dropped. Dante stood. “What are you saying?” Sofia looked directly at him. “I am your daughter.” She swallowed. “But I’m not the daughter you’ve been looking for.” Silence. Adrian’s face hardened. Sofia continued. “Your real firstborn was born years after me.” Dante stared at her. “Who?” Sofia looked at Valentina

This man answers every question as if he’s paying a fortune for each word. Mom laughs quietly. “Sophie has always loved quiet men.” I almost inhale my orange juice. Since when? Dad looks at me. “Is that true?” I wipe my mouth with a napkin. “I also like men who explain things.” For the first time since breakfast started, Adrian turns to look at me, his eyes locking onto mine for a brief moment before he says, “I explain when necessary.” “There.” I point at him. “Exactly what I was talking about.”

My father’s jaw tightened. “Sofia is not some girl,” he said. “She has been a DeLuca for fifteen years. She is my daughter. Yvette may share my blood, but she was raised somewhere else and brought back every bad habit that comes with it. She has done nothing since arriving but turn this house upside down.” I said nothing. Kane mistook my silence for guilt. He strode to the bed and pointed straight in my face. “What, no act this time? Listen to me. I don’t care what name you carry. Sofia is the only real daughter this family has. You? You’re poison.”

Paolo questioned in a much louder voice this time. “She doesn’t even know who it is, Dad. She was all alone at the hospital. I bet it was some pathetic one-night stand with a nobody,” Natasha remarked with mock pity. Paolo’s face contorted with pure rage. “You’re aborting this child. Either you live, or this mistake dies!”

“Like a puppy who’s already naked.” “Stop talking. I’m gonna throw up.” “What are you gonna do?” Zia asked, tugging me up to my feet like I was a corpse in gym class. “You can’t go. That’s the Alpha. That’s Lucian’s father. That’s the man who runs this fucking bloodline.” “Maybe he just wants to talk to me about my grades,” I said, even though my voice cracked halfway through the sentence and I knew it was a lie. I was delusional.

She said it so naturally now that even I had stopped correcting her. “He was so mad when that boy said I don’t have a real dad,” Sophie went on, kicking a pebble. “But he told me not to worry, because I already have one. Him.” I bit the inside of my cheek, looking away before she could see my expression. Alexander Langston had claimed that title in ways Nathaniel Blake never could, not by blood, but by choice.