Novel & Cerita I Became Doting Father

his father amusedly responded. "Theo wabwab(love) dada tho(so) muth(much)!! Theo wabwab mama Bee too muth" Theo grins happily and hugged his father tight. The man just smiled tenderly and hugged his son tightly. Sometimes he is guilty of neglecting his son because of his obligations in the company. He just came back to the country and he has a lot to do. He mentally takes note to see Theo's mama Bee soon. "I love you so much Theo, dada loves you so much so don't forget that little buddy. You are dada's greatest gift, baby" the man muttered while becoming teary.

"DAD..." "Please, just listen. He is a great guy. I'v met him a couple of times and i really think he is good for you. His name is Iven and he works with his father at a flower shop. He is really nice and Kind and he's been hitting a bit if a rouge patch fro sometimes. Anyway... What do you say, honey?" I stayed silent for a couple of minuted before i sighed "Dad, i'm not ready yet. Can i think about it."

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.

"Vincenzo, this is not—" But I cut him off, my voice cold, "You've betrayed Mom, our family, and everything we stand for." My mother, Isabella, had been a loyal wife, enduring years of my father's indifference without complaint. At first, I believed that my dad was simply an emotionless person, incapable of genuine connection. But what I had just witnessed shattered that illusion. It was clear that my father possessed the capacity for deep emotions; he just reserved them for someone other than my mom.

I said I was a little bit annoyed. "Nothing, child. I just miss your mother. I can still remember her, like this. I remember her wearing the same kind of dress, making us breakfast, smiling like that... That kind of smile. I just miss them, and now I can see her in you. You are no longer the same baby that we took care of a few years ago. You finally found your mate. But can you promise that you will never forget me?" Oh God, I immediately rolled my eyes when Dad started to become dramatic. He wasn’t like that before but after finding my mate, he always had time to be dramatic over simple things.

I want to fall in love someday like my parents but I am scared. "Son, I know the world we live in is a dangerous one but you have to look at the bright side" my father said. "Okay father, I will do that, I will get married " I said "Well, I already picked the perfect person for you" my father said, I just looked at him weirdly "Who?" I asked "The Smith family" my father said "No, never , anyone but them, don't you know about their family? Paul Smith and his wife are greedy people and let us not talk about his daughter, Jade Smith, she is always in the spotlight" I argued

“Are you trying to collapse again?” I nearly jumped, and tripped over a small stone. The man standing a few feet away was tall and broad shoulders and wearing shorts and nothing else. His dark hair fell just above his eyes, and the way he looked at me made me look away. It was my step father-in-law, Damian Blackwell. “I… I—” I stammered and straightened my back, trying to appear stronger than I felt. “I don’t need a babysitter.” “You’re out here in the cold,” he said, taking a few steps closer. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”

he said softly, his eyes still on the rambling guy. "My father?" Damien, a rambling guy, pointed to his chest. "I don't have one. A father – or you were speaking to her. "Sorry," he said quickly, looking down. I smirked at the visible sly smile on Ian's face as he looked at Damien turning putty in his presence. "Sorry about your father," Ian said, engaging in conversation with Damien. "Oh no, don't worry about it. My father went to buy milk. Never came back," he said. "If you know what I mean," he said, scratching his head. Ian laughed at that.

my father said. He crouched in the doorway, pistol in both hands, face lit orange and black. He fired twice. Someone screamed. For my whole life I'd thought of Vex as a tyrant and a drunk. Watching him shoot, I remembered what I'd spent ten years forgetting. Before he was my father, he was a killer. That was how he became president. "On three. Isla left. Dad covers. One, two—"

“Father, listen to me, I can explain! Elara is lying! She’s just a bitter slut trying to—” “Shut your mouth!” I roared, the walls of the room literally trembling from the force of my voice. “Even if she were a slut, she is still a person! She is a member of this pack, and she did not deserve such disgusting, humiliating treatment from anyone, let alone the boy who claimed to love her! But you did it anyway. And for what? A petty bet?!” “Father, please, just let me explain—” “I am not the one who needs an explanation,” I cut him off, my voice turning icy cold. “Because for one, the humiliation has already happened. And two, your sorry is not going to fix a damn thing.”