Godly Stay Home Dad

I thought getting a new foster brother would be weird. I didn’t expect him to look like he walked off a Netflix show—blue eyes, tattoos, and the personality of a brick wall. My little brother’s obsessed with him. My parents act like he’s made of glass. Me? I think Carmelo’s hiding something. And I plan to find out what.

I've been married to my wife, Stacy Howard, for 12 years now. She doesn't let me sleep with her unless it's on the 5th or 20th of the month. I thought she was just uninterested in physical intimacy. That is, until I accidentally witness her walking together with her first love, Devin Fisher, on the street on Thanksgiving Day. Stacy, who's always cold and aloof to me, is actually smiling softly at Devin. Our daughter, Tammy Gilbert, tags along with them as well. She holds Devin's hand while calling him "daddy" in the sweetest tone ever. Instead of demanding answers from Stacy, I turn around and head home. There, I dig out the divorce agreement that I've already prepared in advance.

I've been married to my Mafia Boss husband for 15 years. When we first got married, he couldn't even afford a ring, but I didn't care; I loved him. I hid my identity. I secretly used my family's influence to help him build his empire from scratch, and I even bore him two children. His adopted sister always mocked me, calling me an old-fashioned housewife and saying I wasn't good enough for him. To avoid embarrassing him, I always endured it. Until our 15th anniversary, because both me and his adopted sister wore red dresses, he told me to stay in the kitchen: "Sofia's right. That red doesn't suit you. Don't come out until the banquet actually ends. Stay in the kitchen. I don't need the Dons from New York seeing you and getting the wrong impression." I was completely heartbroken and didn't argue anymore. I dialed a number I hadn't made in 15 years: "Principessa?" "It's me," I said, my voice steady. "Tell those old fossils on the Council... Isabella Corleone is coming home."

"นี่แน่ะ ๆ ๆ ๆ ไอ้คนนิสัยไม่ดี อย่าเข้ามาใกล้หม่ามี๊นะ ถอยออกไปเลย ถอยออกไป นี่แน่ะ ๆ ! " ไอคิโด้ทั้งเตะ ต่อย และ​ ชกตามร่างกายทุกตารางนิ้วที่เขาจะสามารถทำได้ "นี่มันอะไรเนี่ย! เธอเข้ามาทำร้ายฉันแบบนี้ได้ยังไงกันเจ้าตัวเล็ก" มือใหญ่จับตัวไอคิโด้ได้แล้วก็จัดการเหวี่ยงร่างน้อยอย่างเบามือ ให้ออกห่างกลับไปหาผู้เป็นแม่ เธอย่อตัวลงแล้วอ้าแขนรับร่างน้อย ๆ ของลูกชายเข้ามาไว้ในอ้อมแขน ไอคิโด้เดือดจัดเงยหน้ามองคนตัวใหญ่ยักษ์แบบไม่วางตา "เลี้ยงลูกยังไงให้ก้าวร้าว นี่กะจะสอนให้เป็นอันธพาลแต่เด็กเลยหรือไง" เควิ่นหันมาต่อว่าเธอ "หยุดพูดเดี๋ยวนี้นะ ไอ้คนไม่ดี! " ไอคิโด้ชี้หน้าด่าทอคนที่ตัวโตกว่า แล้วจ้องตาเขม็งใส่เขา

Mitsuha is a businessman who recently found out that he would be a father, it will be a new challenge for him because until now he had only been aware of his little sister Aya. Ria has been his girlfriend for two years and the woman with whom he wants to spend the rest of his life, but partner problems and jealousy will make the relationship a little worse. When Mitsuha meets his baby, he tries to be a good father and give his best, but Ria is a very demanding woman who wants her attention to be only for her baby.

When I caught my best friend having an affair with my boyfriend , I didn’t react , I only left the scene acting like all was fine . No one consoled me for the pains and the betrayal that I felt , they said I should let it go after all she was my best friend and I should be happy for her . Well, trust me I was . When her dad came unto me begging for just a taste of me , I wasn’t going to deny him such immense pleasure . I never wanted to be fucked , banged and treated like a slut by a man who was old enough to be my father , but then when this feelings that I couldn’t control kept coming in , did I have to give in ? I was nothing but a dirty little slut A bitch , that was what they called me , well I didn’t mind being his bitch as long as they were ruined .

He fell hard for her but she fell harder. Homeless, heartbroken and rejected by her own family, Claire Jones, the ignored and hated daughter of a rich man never imagined that her life would change forever when she met her ray of light in the darkness of midnight,  Tristan Pierce.   “You have this chance to get back what you have lost, Miss Jones. You have my words.” Tristan said to Claire. She stared at him for a moment, he looked serious. “And why do you want to help me, Mr. Pierce? What will you achieve?” She couldn’t help but asked him with narrowing gaze. “I am not helping you in free, Miss Jones. I want a woman to as my son’s mother. He never asks for anything and this is the first time he wished for something and I can’t deny my only child's wish.” He said. “What do you mean, Mr. Pierce?” Her voice wavered as she anticipated his next words. “Marry me, Miss Jones.”

As the Mafia principessa, my dad banned men from my life growing up for my protection. However, when I turned twenty, my mom suddenly started arranging blind dates for me. “Please. Just go meet him.” “Mom, I’m only twenty. Am I supposed to get married already?” I didn’t understand her urgency. “I know, I know, but—” After hesitating for a long time, I finally said what was really bothering me. “The guy you introduced is almost fifty. He’s old enough to be my dad!” There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then my mom spoke carefully. “Well, actually… it’s possible he really is your father. I was young and foolish back then. More daddies, more options, right?” My silence must have been deafening because she hurried to backtrack. “Okay, okay. He is a little older, but he’s seriously handsome! A daddy among daddies. Incubus‑level hot!”

Bagi Caitlin, Efrain tak lebih dari sianida yang mampu membunuhnya--nahas sudah menghilangkan masa depan cerahnya. Efrain hanya berperan menambah luka batin, alih-alih menyebuhkan traumanya akan fragmen ketika kedua orangnya terkena kasus korupsi. Gadis itu memilih kabur ke luar negeri tanpa siapa pun tahu, lalu bekerja hingga sukses sebagai programmer. Sampai sepuluh tahun berlalu, Caitlin menerima tawaran pindah tugas di cabang baru--dalam hal ini memulangkannya ke kampung halaman. Sesampainya di tanah air, Caitlin malah menerima fakta bahwa Efrain merupakan pemimpin CloudSky, perusahaan smartphone terkenal nan sukses, sekaligus tempatnya mencari nafkah.

It's Family Day at my daughter, Hannah Neel's, preschool, but my wife, Samantha Miller, says she has to work and tells both Hannah and me not to go. Seeing the disappointment on Hannah's face breaks my heart, so I bring her to school anyway. As soon as we step through the gates, I see Samantha. She's holding her childhood friend—Oscar Barnett's—hand, with a little boy clutching her other. The three of them look like a perfect family, laughing and chatting, as if they belong together. When Samantha sees us, her smile fades, and she lets go of Oscar's hand. "Zach, it's not what you think. Oscar's raising his son alone. Today's his fifth birthday, and he just wanted to give him a little taste of a mother's love," she says quickly. I study her for a moment, then kneel and gently take Hannah's hand in mine. "Sweetheart, say hello to the lady."