Father Unrivaled Novels & Stories

He is my pride and joy and father has bee torturing me with small updates and pictures whenever I make someone bankrupt when they invest in him. "Ho- How could he do that?" I shouted angrily at the thought of having a nephew that I had never know about and what my sister could have gone through ever since she fell for someone and had the one thing she loved with all her heart taken away form her. "He is our father Nev. He is known in the business for being ruthless and nobody wants to go against him due to this fact." "I know but my nephew is also his grandchild. Yet what is his name and what happened to the father?"

He let out a dark, humorless chuckle. "He stole it. From me" I froze. "What?" "I took him in when he was five years old. I fed him. I clothed him. I taught him how to walk, how to fight, and how to rule" His eyes narrowed, turning into abysses of cold fury. My mouth fell open. "You..." I stammered. "You're..." "I'm Adrian Blackwell," he whispered, his lips curling into a cruel smirk. "Your husband’s father"

Cristiano, Aarav, Lucas, the rest of the five members of ten, and some bosses filled the room. Uncle stormed in the room, His eyes dilated and anger replaced his shock. "You dared to shoot my son." he snarled in anger, glaring at me. "You should be grateful. It's not his head." My lips flattened in exasperation. "My son is the boss. You'll do as it pleases him." Uncle bellowed in anger. I blinked in shock hearing him. It looked like he was a different person. "After Duante's funeral. You're going to betrothed to him." His eyes flashed in anger as he chided me announcing it.

Kennard chimed in, his voice sharp and angry, "I should call your parents and ask them how they raised you. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Doing things like this without fear of retribution?" I fought to keep my emotions in check. "I'll say this one last time—Christopher is Hanley's son, and he's your grandson. If you don't believe me, we'll wait for Hanley to come home and sort this out. Worst case, let him and Christopher take the paternity test again!" Kennard didn't respond and just glared at me.

My Dad suddenly yelled right back at my Uncle, telling me this was likely far from over. “If needs be, Marshall, yes. This needs dealing with. He is going to destroy this pack, and himself if he is not dealt with, can you not see that?” My Uncle says, and he is not backing down. I got to give it to my Uncle, our current Beta. He is a tough cookie. He is one of the few people, besides my Mum, who will stand up to my Dad so willingly. He does not take his shit, and if he believes he is wrong he will tell him without faltering or fear.

“I need you to know that this isn’t about not wanting you. It’s never been about that.” “Then what is it about?” “It’s about the fact that you’re twenty five and I’m forty five. That I’ve known you since you were three years old. That I taught you how to ride a bike and helped you with your architecture school applications. That your father calls me his brother.” His hand lifted like he was going to touch my face, then dropped. “It’s about the fact that I can’t offer you what you deserve. A man without ghosts, without complications, without twenty years of history tying him to your family.”

VALENTINE “So my mate is the niece of your former mate?” I asked my father in disbelief. “Great-niece. Lion Traynor was the sister of my first mate. My fated mate.” “Sick,” Rick cringes. “So Marvel can call you grandpa and great-great uncle?” Uncle Nate snorts. Dad’s face goes red, and if I wasn’t so distracted by all the s**t he just revealed to me, I would find it amusing. This situation is anything but amusing right now.

“He’s your son. You should control him. Why are you always letting him run amok?” “If you think I can’t do a good job then try and see if you can do it,” Cain countered, making the uncle choke in his saliva. Of course, he couldn’t! If Cain, the father could not control his son then what more him? He’s only a second degree uncle. “Don’t pass your responsibilities to others! Just tell him to stop being so arrogant!” “Oh? From the way you sounded, it seems you find controlling my son so easy. Like I said, if you think you can do it then you are welcome to try.”

“No, uncle. My father wiped butts of people he shouldn’t. He sucked up to them to seek their acceptance.” “Are you saying their acceptance doesn’t matter?” “I really don’t give a care in the world uncle. If the people of my kingdom are fine then that is where my obligation lies. Not to a bunch of fools who whine like a child to get attention. I can’t deal with such nonsense as it stands.” “That is an insult, Ronan. You are just as stubborn as your father but at least he listened to the advice I gave him.” I inhaled sharply trying to calm my raging nerves. “If your advice included giving free lands to undeserving elders then it is an unworthy one. No disrespect intended.”

he remarked. “Hey, that’s my father you’re talking about.” After that, he made a remark, “Your father is a naïve romantic,” he said. We shared a laugh together. My uncle is hilarious, and he is also a straightforward and honest individual. He doesn’t sugarcoat things. “Hey, Bunbun,” “Don’t call me that!” He was watching me and he gave me a menacing glare.