Novel & Cerita I'm Your Father

“If any of you beat my Mom, I swear Dad’s gonna kill all of you!” The father, at the height of his fury and contempt, sputtered at the direction of the floor. “I don’t even know who you daddy is! Lemme tell you, kiddo—in this part of the city, ain’t no one ever means squat enough to warrant my attention! So, who’s your oh-so-powerful pa, huh? What’s his name? Tell me who I should remember to teach a lesson next time!”

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 slapped myself and cried out again, "Dad!" At that moment, my father was shirtless, a blanket barely covering his lower body. Hearing my words, he panicked, hurriedly wrapping a towel around himself. "What's going on?" he asked, frantically covering every inch of exposed skin. Kneeling, I bowed my head low. "Dad! I'm your real daughter!" The shock of the truth nearly made my father faint. He started hitting his head, muttering to himself, "I almost did something terrible! I may be a pervert, but I'm not a monster!"

Then she leaned in, her lips curving into a smug smile as she whispered in my ear: “Katherine, just look at my mother and Alpha—they’re perfect for each other. The only one worthy of Alpha is my mom, not you. If only Lena were dead, then Alpha could finally be my dad.”

“Trust me baby, I'm on my best behavior right now.” I gasped. “Micheal…” He leaned in and kissed me, slow but deep, his hand cupping my jaw. My eyes widened as I pushed him back breathlessly. “My father is in the next room. Are you crazy?” He just chuckled and brushed a strand of hair from my face. “A little. But mostly just obsessed with you, baby.” I looked at him, trying so hard not to melt under those brown eyes. “You are Impossible.” “You love that about me.”

"I don't want to have anything to do with you ever. I hate you and regret that you are my father." "Watch your tongue, my boy," I returned to what I was doing. "Don't let your bitterness get into you and make you do things you will regret. Remember, you are nothing without me. Everything you are and own today is because of me. You better calm down and let it all go." He breathed his words down heavily and, after glaring at me for a couple more seconds, walked away.

She pales in comparison to my mother, which is the main reason I don’t understand what my father sees in her. I heard my friends, Jake and Leon, chuckle behind me as I watched my father lead Maeve out through the front door with his hand crossed on her shoulder. It was unbelievable. With each second that passed, my friends’ laughter became more annoying and clearly taunting. “Your father sure has taste…” “Your ex is going to become your stepmother…” They laughed. Angry, I kicked the cushion beside me and screamed, “Get the hell out of my house now! All of you!”

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

"Tell him that's the man who killed your father." "No," Jack said, his eyes leering at Frank's ghost with a hatred far too old for his face. "You're going to disobey me? The father that clothed you? The father that fed you?" "Yeah, and you know why, Dad? You're dead, and you can't hurt me anymore." "So that's it, huh."

I knew I couldn't say much, this was my dads fight and he was going to do whatever he could to win- for the sake of us. I just couldn't understand why he picked Jason out of all people to take me in, I guess. But everything happened for a reason, and that remained true for my dad, always. "Listen to mija (dear), you're going to be okay but, confio en tu padre, no sé si confio en él, mantén tu teléfono en ti en todo momento, ¿entiendes? (I trust your father, I don't know if I trust him, keep your phone on you at all time, understand? -Spanish)" I looked at her confused but the look on her face seemed serious so I just nodded and hugged her back.