Novel & Cerita Gon's Dad

He is more handsome than the last time I saw him. "Your dad is East Gonzalez," he said. I nodded. "I am still finding that hard to believe," he said. I stared at him. "I have heard of your dad before. He is one of the most powerful mafia bosses ever known." I dropped my gaze. "What baffles me is, how did his only daughter end up in that abandoned parking lot where we found you?" I looked at him. "Mind telling me everything?" I nodded. "I will tell you everything. But can I...." I trailed off, standing on my toes and reaching for his lips.

Ashton pulled a stool and sat down beside him, gently holding his hand. “Ashton, I’m happy to see you doing so well. Thank you for everything you’ve done for me in the last fifteen years,” said his dad, making a valiant effort to talk. “I haven’t been able to do anything for you, Dad. I couldn’t save you from Gambino. I couldn’t go to the cops to rescue you. I was so scared and weak. I’ve been such a terrible son to you.” He said as tears shook his body. His dad shook his head, his fingers clutching his to comfort him.

His voice was gentle, soothing… the very reason I was not ready to give up on him, no matter his flaws. Yes, he was way too young for Bianca, but she was legal too. The sex was consented to, and not rape. This just went to show that a lot of people disliked dad lowkey, and just rose up now to show it. Plus the G-wagon but had gotten tongues wagging too, even if I tagged the post, 'THANK YOU TO MY MAN!' in bold letters. They still went about with their own assumptions. "I will, daddy. See you later." I said.

Out of anger, Gonzalo rode his motorcycle and traveled day and night to Nebraska. With his raging anger, Gonzalo made his way to their home. His father's henchmen tried to stop, but he never forgot his training. He knocked them out one by one. One of the henchmen was about to shoot him, but he heard a loud bang coming from the upper floor of their gigantic mansion. The henchman dropped dead. "Hello, son. I missed you." His mother greeted him with her familiar warm smile. "What the hell are you doing here?" It was his dad who's not happy to see him.

A means to take action against the men who wronged me. "I've been doing some digging," he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my chest. "Did you find anything?" I questioned, curiously leaning forward. He clicked on a single file and an old picture of three men drinking together popped up on the screen. "Turns out your dad was part of a trio before he became a don," Apollo explained, running a tired hand over his face. I narrowed my eyes at the screen. "That's Aaron and my dad Arthur, who's the other guy?" I asked, my brows pulling together in a frown.

I thought he worked as an assistant to a random elite. My mom looked betrayed, as she glared at Dad with folded arms. “Really, Jon? How didn't I know about this? You're working for Melton Corp and I'm only finding out now?” She asked, her voice tinged with irritation. My dad smiled sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. It was still hilarious to see how nervous Dad got around our mom. “I'm sorry honey, I didn't really think it was a big deal. They're all the same to me…the elites.” He said.

my dad immediately stands up his feet "What, I said no" "Honey, just let them go, Rita is going through something, I saw her cry today, and if Johnny is the one person she feels she can open up to, then I think I approve" My dad sighs "okay, fine but come home on time" I give him a hug "Thanks, daddy" Johnny and I flew to the woods, I took him to where I met the goblin and told him everything, I got a bit emotional "Am sorry Rat, but I feel all these are getting out of hand, I feel you should tell your parents"

Though I didn't know how I get to my room, I didn't ponder into it especially when the past events hit me with a force stronger than the pains on my body and the ache in my head, I could still feel my vision spinning, probably from loss of blood. My dad had turned into a Monster. Did he hate homosexuality that much, to the point he was willing to kill his son, I cringed at the thought? Perhaps it was the effect of the toxic substances in his system. I brought my head up to my head and touched a white bandage wrapped neatly around it. My face traced down to my face but flinched when I touched the cuts afflicted. Dad nearly killed me, my eyes widened again and he said he killed my mom, was tha

Instead, he watched a video that had just been sent to his phone. He turned up the volume so everyone in the room could hear it clearly. "Tie her up!" My father's voice rang out from the recording. "Let her stay here and think about what she's done!" My father lurched to his feet, eyes wide with shock and dawning horror. "That's your voice, isn't it, Mr. Morgan?" the chief asked quietly. My father's mind seemed to go blank. After several seconds, he staggered toward the door, heading for the fire house.

Goodbye Amer too. “Dad, they look weird. What happened to them?” “Ah! I don’t bother Gio. We just talked about it and you just finished coming in, so they left as well.” “Ah! I see, Dad. I would like to tell you something.” “What’s that Gio, I’m nervous about what you’re going to say.” What will Gio say to his father?