I Became A Doting Father Novels & Stories

He glared at me as well. I had lots of fun with Ivy and seeing her almost every day made me want to become better. Both in my craft and as a human. I wanted to be better so that when she finally learns that I am her father. She would be happy with the kind of man I am and would be willing to learn from me. I also bought her lots of gifts that nobody dared to question this time because I was her father. It felt so good knowing that I was responsible for a child. Maybe I wouldn't have felt that way some years ago, but after everything that happened, I appreciated every second I got to spend with her. And I wouldn't give it up for anything.

“The DNA result says he is not the father, so he should leave me the hell alone.” “It is fine,” Iva replies gently. “Just do what you want. You know I have got your back.” I sigh in relief and smile softly, grateful for how much she has supported me through everything. “Thank you, Iva. I really mean it.” We talk for a little longer before the call ends. I feel a bit lighter after speaking with her. I get dressed in a simple loose dress that feels comfortable around my growing belly. When I step out of the room, I see my father sitting in the living room, typing on his laptop. He glances up as soon as he notices me and gives me a warm smile.

My father was born into affluence and has also accumulated a significant fortune. However, I am aware that Diego loves me for who I am; he is the only person I have besides my father. His love for me is sincere, and he does not concern himself with my size or my appearance. He appreciates me for my true self, refraining from making comparisons with anyone else, and he never criticizes my size or suggests that I should go on a diet. I possess what I have always desired: a partner who loves me for my authentic self. Soon, Diego and I will embark on the journey of starting a family together. I will finally attain everything I have ever wished for—a joyful family and a devoted husband.

ELISA "Dad?" I called out nervously. He can't find out, what if he sees me as unfit. Instead of responding father just squared his eyes at me, then slowly his gaze... Softened? "These past few years must have been hard on you." Father said easing my heart. Suddenly my nose felt itchy, his hands outstretched and pulled me close, hugging me. Maybe it's due to the fact that my father rarely shows concern like this which made my high wall get broken, or just because I've held it in for too long.

I inquired, puzzled. “I told our teacher that I don’t have a mom, so she suggested I should make my father a letter instead, since you’re my dad slash mom,” Henry clarified. A wave of warmth flooded my heart upon hearing Henry's words. Growing up, I had never been one to openly express affection towards my parents. I found it cheesy. But now, as a father myself, I realized the impact of a child's love and affection. I hadn’t anticipated how fulfilling it would be. I was grateful that even though I couldn’t provide him with a mother, he didn’t feel the absence. That I was able to fill that void and be both mother and father to him.

He and I both need something strong and full roasted. “I have no idea how I feel to be honest, darlin’. It’s not ideal. I want to be a good father just like my dad is to me. I want my kid to have whatever it needs. I want to set an example and show him or her, right from wrong. Part of me is excited to have the baby and the other part is scared as shit. I’m fucking scared to be honest.” He pulls out a chair and takes a seat. His long legs stretched out in front of him.

Jimmy was staring at me with a great smile. "You will make a good father." I smiled. "I hope so, Jimmy. I haven't been this excited about something in the last few years. I am very excited and I just hope that I do right by him." "So, what about the mother? Are you going to marry her?" I shook my head. Just because I suddenly have a son, doesn't mean I want to be a husband suddenly. Yes, I agree that I wasn't expecting this. I have never thought of what I will do as a father but it's giving me a lot of pleasure right now.

My heart filled with happiness again when Ian and Vin were both born and called me Dada. When Doll (Dhaani) was born, I got hypnotized by her wailing and deep black eyes. "I'll protect her with my life", I said to myself and I am fulfilling my own words every day. I, Ian, and Vin never fought. I am ten years older than both and three to Doll but when Dad announced to me the new CEO of Grey Empire I lost it. I declined him. He didn't say anything to me but his silent treatment and hurt looks said everything to me.

He reached out, taking my hand in his, his rough, calloused thumb lightly tracing the smooth, manicured back of my knuckles. "Listen to me, Irene," my father said softly, his voice dropping into a serious, gentle tone that made tears immediately prick the backs of my eyes. "I know I haven't been able to protect you these past few years. I know how much you've carried on those young shoulders of yours while I was sick. But hearing you talk about this new life... seeing you stand tall again..." He squeezed my fingers with as much strength as his weak body could muster.

] This message was followed by a cute emoji. Naomi stared at the screen and smiled. Mister Daddy really knew her. Then several messages popped up in the chat box. [Mister Daddy: You were so brave when spending a hundred million dollars to marry me. Why are you so timid now?] [Mister Daddy: No matter what happens in the future, I will be with you. Don’t believe those feudal superstitions! And please don’t give up. Do you hear me?] At this moment, Naomi suddenly recalled their first meeting.