Gon's Dad Novels & Stories

My dad scowled, pressing the tip of his rifle onto my forehead. A sly smirk pulled on my lips, seeing how pathetic my dad was. Pretending to be unaware of my affair with Lucas. To tell you a secret, my dad has caught me countless times having sex with Lucas yet he turns blind eyes. “ Dad enough. I don’t know what you mean by fucking around with men but I was literally caught up in gun firing. Some gangsters attacked Brother Theodore’s men in the clubhouse,” I replied, sliding my dad’s rifle away from my forehead.

Why – why are there all these things about my parents’ past that I had no idea about! Dad laughs a little, squeezing my hand. “I ripped the door basically off its hinges, went tearing through the Palace looking for him, fully intending to murder him, scared poor Conner nearly to death.” He laughs again, like it’s a fond memory, as I stare at him with wide eyes. “But he wasn’t her mate?” “No,” dad says, shaking his head. “Just…a misunderstanding. We checked with the Goddess, who confirmed things.” My eyes go wider. “How does one check with the Goddess!?”

"YOU’RE GOING TO KILL HIM!" "I know." Dad responds matter-of-factly. "That’s exactly what I intend." As the words leave dad’s lips, I hear a chuckle and am reminded that Uncle Ramone is also present. "Are you just going to stand there and watch this?" I demand, continuing to fight against dad’s force. "Help him!" "You’re underestimating that boy." Uncle Ramone shrugs. "Maybe today will be the day that he reveals his little secret." "What the hell are you talking about?" I growl in annoyance. "Fineon?"

There are three dinners happening tonight; Gianna's date with Ashton, The Bailey's first dinner without a stranger around, and The Rae's sad dinner of one. "Sir, your dad's flight just took off." One of Rae's security guard stops at the dining table to inform Giovanni. Suddenly, Gio's shoulders feel lighter. His Dad in Cabo for a business trip is what he needed. He is legit scared of his dad, he feels another screw-up and Angelo might put a bullet to his head.

They step aside when they see Damian. No words. No nods. Just immediate obedience. Damian pushes open the door, and Eli feels the shift in temperature before his eyes even adjust. Then he sees him. Marcus Blackthorne. Damian’s father. A man with silver hair pulled back, eyes sharp enough to slice skin, posture as perfect and rigid as a blade. He doesn’t look like he ages—more like he calcifies. He sits at a long table, a crystal glass untouched before him. When he lifts his gaze, Eli feels it physically.

Gumagawa siya ng isang detalyadong konstruksyon mula sa maliliit na piraso ng Lego toy. Nang marinig niya ang paglapit ng mga ito ay nag-angat siya ng tingin. Bumaba ang kanyang mga mata sa kanyang ama, at nagliwanag ang kanyang mukha. “Dad, pupunta ka ba para makipaglaro sa akin? Tapos na sa pagsusulat para sa araw na ito?" Lumapit si Tyler at hinaplos ang ulo ng bata. "Hindi pa, anak, ngunit nagdala ako ng isang tao upang makilala mo."

They returned to their home country, and Dad used a convenience store's phone to call his family. I hovered beside Dad and clearly heard the voice on the other end, which was barely able to speak through the tears. "Noah, is that you? After all these years, we finally hear from you! Wait there. We're coming to bring you home right away!" A few days later, Dad's family rushed over from another city. The moment they saw Dad, tears streamed down their faces.

The curiosity was visible in his asking. “My niece” Uncle's tone was edge of being harsh. “Ohhh, my son has his clubs. Why don't you see with her” Mr. Cello offered. “She doesn't like to go to clubs,” I heard Dad say entering the cabin. “Hello Charles” Mr. Cello greeted Dad. “Hello Eric, After a long” Dad shook hands with him. “Yes, Fake allegations case, So I visited for consultation" Mr. Cello responded. “OK, you don't have to worry," Dad replied and he nodded.

My father was sitting on his bed, making a phone call while Jones and the guy I recognized whose name I remembered was Diego were standing by his side. I couldn't believe that the man seated there was my father. An illegal dealer...a criminal. " She's all ready," And so the three eyes there looked directly at me. Jones was the only one I had my eyes on. Of course, I noticed his slight amazement when he set his eyes on me, his gaze roamed all over me before a small satisfying smile spread on his lips. My father, on the other hand, kept his phone away from his ear as he thoroughly inspected me, with his look I could tell how happy and satisfied he was.

The looks in his face shows how much he despise Bonnie for showing up. "You said you have prove he's the father of your child." "Yes... sir, I do." Bonnie replied. She shuddered in fear with the way the old man looks at her. "Let's hear you." Mr Dale with his voice so deep and scary as ever. Gina couldn't talk any further, not with the expression plastered on her father's face. "Am also curious." Rex contributed, however his father's glare shut him up instantly. "You can go on."