I Will Be Your Father Figure Novels & Stories

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.

back. He took a few steps back and stopped, " Becky.. we'll see about that," I let out a long hiss as he left. "Man, did you just talk to him that way and he did nothing about it? That is way more surprising. My mom couldn't even stand talking to him that way." I rolled my eyes and replied, "I am me, Becky, not your mom. I honestly don't think there's any reason to be tamed towards your dad or do I call him ex dad besides I never liked him in the first place."

"But what are they going to think about the baby?" "I think my mother will be proud that I am taking you and the baby under my wing. Nowadays there are not many men who have the courage to do so, even more, men who run away at the thought of being a father. The heavy weight of responsibility turns them into cowards. I am no coward. I will help you raise this child. I am not asking that I become its father, nor would I expect that the child to call me its father. But I am asking to be a part of its life, to be the proper father figure it does not have. To protect it, to protect you in any way I can forever." Tears formed in my eyes as I brought my hand up and stroked his cheek. "Dmitri...that

"I'm your ex." "Which is why you're perfect for the job. No one will bat an eye because we are already familiar with each other, and like I said, you don't want love. You just want your children to be okay." He says, trying so hard to convince me, but no. It's crazy that he thought of me in that way. I don't think of him in that way. "Your younger ones? They need a father figure, and I'm not saying you're not enough for them, but I can be that for them."

I asked him “There is nothing she can do; Brenda must have told her she saw me” he responded. “Their cousin?” I asked and he nodded in affirmation. “I knew I have a handsome father”, I teased him. “Too bad I got my eyes on only one person” he replied. “You had better do it because she is my best friend. I won’t remember you are my father when I introduce her to another man that will treat her right” “You are trying to get my wolf angry on purpose” he cautioned, but I only smiled.

“I guess I was blind. I was always there for him, always trying to make him proud. And he just… he doesn’t care anymore.” Jason studied me for a moment, his gaze lingering on my face as if deciding something. “So where are you going to go?” I shrugged, my mind a mess of uncertainty. “I don’t know. Back to my family, I guess. I need time to figure everything out.” Jason’s lips twitched, but he didn’t say anything more. He just reached over, unlocking the passenger door. “Get in. I’ll take you to my place,” he said. I didn’t want to go with him, not right now. He was still Quinn’s adoptive father after all . “I just need to go, Jason. I’ll be fine,” I muttered, trying to avoid his eyes.

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.

My father grabbed the back of my neck and placed his forehead against mine. “I’m so proud of the young man who is standing before me right now. You, Jackson, are my son but so much more than even that. You’re an amazing mate and leader. You’ll make an honorable and resilient King who puts their people first no matter what. Just don’t forget that you have an entire army of friends and family to rely on because you’re not alone.” My father rarely cursed and rarely showed the depth of the emotion that he was showing to me right now.

I say honestly, simply, sipping my tea and taking strength from its familiar warmth and flavor. “I adored my father,”I say reminiscing the past as my voice crackled and softened by my bittersweet memories. “My memories of my childhood are of this incredible, sunny, fun man. I wouldn’t be who I am without having had a father figure in my life.”I murmur. “I won't stop you if you want to be involved, although you're a little too late but I won't stop you from being a father”I say spontaneously I reached over and put my hand over Vitalo’s, my eyes latching to his.

“Like a puppy who’s already naked.” “Stop talking. I’m gonna throw up.” “What are you gonna do?” Zia asked, tugging me up to my feet like I was a corpse in gym class. “You can’t go. That’s the Alpha. That’s Lucian’s father. That’s the man who runs this fucking bloodline.” “Maybe he just wants to talk to me about my grades,” I said, even though my voice cracked halfway through the sentence and I knew it was a lie. I was delusional.