Draco Malfoy Dad Novels & Stories

“Lily, he is Draco.. and he is also..” “your father” saying he strethched his arms wide making the chains untangle and dissipate in air immediately. Crysta and Lily looked highly confused. Lily looked back at Eric who had a sad face. “he is your father, and the very person whom we are trying to fight. Soul eater Draco” he said and heard a proud chuckle from that person, who now stood majestically with his entire outfit changed into a cloak. “yes, indeed. Oh wow.. that sounds fantastic, ‘Soul eater Draco’” Draco spoke proudly with a smile spreading on his face and stopped for a minute, looked in the direction of Crysta and sighed loudly.

Marcus obliges, circling back to his chair. “Your brother already understands the necessity of sacrifice,” Marcus says. “You were supposed to be the heir, but you keep… disappointing me.” Damian laughs once—sharp, dangerous. “You want me back because Draco doesn’t have the spine to do your dirty work.” Marcus’s smile sharpens. “Then prove you do.” He leans forward, eyes locking onto Damian’s. “Leave the boy. Return to the family. And I will give you everything. Wealth. Power. Legacy.”

"You came home very early today to play with the kids?" Scott understood everything with just a glance. He then said dotingly, "I came home early since there wasn't much for me to do." After that, he nodded at the children before he looked at Draco and asked, "This is?" Caroline smiled and explained, "He's Evan's father." Scott smiled. "Mr. Jordan, hello." Draco was baffled. 'What's happening? This child resembles this man as well. Did I make a mistake because of my age?'

I was stunned. “You want me to give my child away?” I asked as the tears left my eyes. “You WILL do just that! It’s punishment for your stupid decision to mate with the Dark Lord himself,” my father’s voice boomed. I cowered in fear, which is funny. My father is pure and I fear him, but Draco is powerful and scary, yet I don’t fear him. “Yes father,” I sighed in defeat.

Draco suddenly said, his dark eyes flashing with hidden waves, a subtle sharpness concealed within. "Yes, please let chut keep us." The two of them said in unison. Seeing Draco's persistence, Emma assessed the situation and sighed, "Alright, if you want to stay, then stay." Draco waved his hand, allowing the two to rise. "That gray-clothed person, he's my father's subordinate and gave birth to me. His name is Solomon," Draco suddenly said. Emma was surprised, immediately breaking into a smile. "I thought you had no intention of telling me."

he growled, eyes narrowing, “did you try to defend him in front of our entire family?” I didn’t answer. He didn’t want an answer. He wanted a confession. “You embarrassed me,” he hissed, walking until he was towering over me. “In front of the dons. In front of my father. Do you know what he told me before he left?” I stayed silent, clutching the towel tighter. Draco’s jaw ticked. “He said if I can’t control you, I don’t deserve to lead this family.” He leaned down slowly, his breath hot against my face. “My father’s faith in me is shaking. My future is on the edge. My birthday, my celebration...was hijacked by a drunk and a whore in diamonds.”

Draco’s father frowned as he said, “I heard people saying that Mr. Morningstar’s daughter’s ex-boyfriend is a foreigner. If our son were to get together with her after she had a foreigner as a boyfriend, then wouldn’t it be a little…” “So what?” Draco’s mother blurted out. “The most important thing is that we’ll definitely be able to do business even better in the future if we could become in-laws with Mr. Morningstar. Making money is the most important thing!”

Tyr had actually called him ‘Dad’. Though this had been Draco’s dream for many years, all this time, he thought it was just an extravagant hope because his son had disowned him long ago. But now, Tyr seemed to have let go of everything. Him calling Draco ‘Dad’ was a sign that indicated the past was in the past. “Son.” Draco excitedly put his hand on Tyr’s shoulder and cried with joy. Tyr was also slightly stunned for a few seconds. Finally, he lifted his hand and gently patted his father’s back. “Don’t cry! You’re so old but still acting like a little kid.”

But Calistha didn't want to offend the man with her reluctance to sit there, so Calistha could only obey while assuring herself that she wouldn't be long in the small wooden chair that barely even accommodated her entire ass. "Before you tell me about my father, how do you know about Malfoy?" "Malfoy? That kid found me after he managed to hack into your father's official website, and he's been trying to find an informant to tell him about Jacob." "I don't get it, so Malfoy doesn't actually know anything about my father either?"

Her words and the bold front she tried to put up made the man in front of her give a wicked sinful smile and squatting in front of her he spoke. "I'M DRACO, XANDER'S FATHER. WELCOME TO HELL" TBC Don't forget to like and comment.