I Became A Doting Father Novels & Stories

I was incredibly proud to be her father. Before Beauty came into the picture, I had never allowed myself to imagine a future where I would have pups because I felt like a piece of shit that would destroy anything that I touched, including a mate and pups. However, my amazing mate brought me out of the darkness that had at one point consumed my entire life. “Dad, can you help me with my tie?” Roman asked. I finished tying my own first and turned around to smile at my son. He looked really fucking suave in his suit.

She pretended to laugh here. I grew up with a caring, loving and understanding father whose priority no matter what is us the children. Even at that time of coming of age for me, he was the one who helped me. I know l shouldn't say this in public but l choose too. Am sorry. He said and then proceeded.

He let go of her hair and walked around her, circling her like a predator examining a trapped animal. "I've been in London for five years," Julian continued, his voice echoing off the book-lined walls. "I stayed away because I couldn't stand the sight of my father’s greed. But then I get a call. He’s in a coma. And he’s married to a girl young enough to be his granddaughter. A girl from the Vance family—a family of bankrupt liars." He stopped in front of her again. "My father’s lawyers want to throw you out on the street. They want to call the police and have you investigated for elder abuse. For murder."

She said to us, smiling so brightly. "Yes, and I love him more". I replied and then again looked at him. There was something calming about having munory in my arms, he made me feel the scene of peace , Is this how fatherhood is?..

I heaved a sigh of relief because he answers my call after a minute or two that I thought he's just ignoring my call. "When are you coming back? Zeke is looking for you." I said and simply looked at Zeke who was still hugging Zuck. I heard daddy sneeze on the other line. "I don't know, maybe this weekend. Tell Zeke that I'll be back soon." Daddy said and I suddenly heard a man calling him, I want to think that it was just his staff but I am not a stupid fool, I know he is with his mistress again. Until now, I still can't believe that my father, a former soldier who was muscular and gym fit, was fucking another man.

I fight back the tears that want to fall, so my makeup doesn't get ruined. "Thank you Daddy," I say quietly calling him the name I used to. "You are more than welcome Kiddo," Dad grunts out while squeezing the life out of me. We stay like that for a few moments before I finally release him. I love my father so much. The past two years have been so good for him. Mr.Ryan is like his best friend. He loves his job and he actually started seeing someone. Carol, she is a widow as well.

,his voice shakes and I smile. "Son so does mom and we all will be fine. Want us to come visit you both?",he sniffles and I sit down. "Congrats dad but I'm terrified dad I never had a father figure growing up. What if I'm a bad father? What I'd Angie and my pups hate me",his voice shakes so I put the food up and go get dressed. After a fast shower I text I'm coming so I can go hug him. I dress fast and once on the floor he is I gather him close to hug.

There were sixteen and they both loved staying up late doing whatever kids did. Binging shows, and texting friends. I would miss them too but they didn't really need me that much the way they used to. They will be fine on their own. My heels echoed against the marble as I headed for Papà’s office. I rarely went in there—I preferred not to know too much about his business. Rule number one of having a Mafia Boss as a father. No Questions. I knocked, waiting for his voice. “Come in.” Papà was seated behind his desk in a room filled with men in black suits.

she added, a warm smile gracing her face. Her smile offered me reassurance and hope. It made me believe that maybe, just maybe, I could be a good father despite all my fears. I held onto my mom’s hand, seeking solace and tranquility in her touch. I can do this. I can be the father this baby needs. I can be the best father any child could ever have. I sighed, casting aside all my fears—the fear of not being able to provide for this child, the fear of being ill-prepared for fatherhood. All those fears vanished, and I was now ready to embark on this new journey of fatherhood. I was ready to be a father.

“ Dad, I can not and will not do that . You breached that aspect of me so why should I do that now all because of your wife ?. She is a devil . She hates me and wants everything for her daughter , do you pretend not to see that too ? ” Isabella rants without mincing words . “ I thought we have passed this Isa . I thought you said I could go ahead and do whatever i wanted to did you not ? ” “ Dad ,do not say that . You mentioned you could pass for you loved her . I did not want to loose another parent again after Mom passed . I told you the first day she scalded tea on my arms you — ”