Jay Park Enhypen Father Novels & Stories

the bald man asked. "Fine. I'm not afraid to tell you my identity. You should already know that I'm from Yogyakarta, and my father is a big boss in Yogyakarta. If anything happens to me, my father won't let it go, and the bosses in this city won't be able to answer to him," Sean said. Whether those words were true or not, he was indeed from Yogyakarta, and it could be heard from his accent. His father was also one of the major figures in Yogyakarta.

"Yeah, our dad is Graham Hopkins." . . . ______

I asked, glancing at him while still scrolling my phone. “I saw Mr. Ethan at school yesterday,” Jay said casually, smiling as he took a bite from his toast. “He even bought me ice cream!” My heart raced as the words hit me like a bolt of lightning. My hand trembled and my phone nearly slipped from my fingers. I slowly looked up at him, my chest tightening. “Who did you say you saw?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. “Mr. Ethan,” Jay repeated, smiling innocently. “He was really nice, Mommy! Our teachers even said we look alike and I told them he's my father!”

I guess he has so many girls at his beck and call that he thinks everything revolves around his looks. "So, my name is Kieran Jackson, and my dad is the former senator and businessman, Caleb Jackson". "Wait, you are Caleb Jackson's son, as in one of the richest businessmen in America!" "Jeez, if I knew telling you about my father would bring that reaction, I wouldn't have". "Come on, you are not pulling my legs." "Of course not."

And life, he added silently as he smiled at them warmly, his tone was dry and without emotion despite his warm smile, he watched as the man in black led them away, he knew his act was wicked and heartless and no man in his right senses would see his own kids for money and fear, not even for 20 million dollars, but he isn't any kind of guy, he's James Caveman and he's super excited to get rid of his own kids, James smiled at his fortune, this time, a real heartfelt smile, after all he has a flight to catch in the next 30 minutes. *** "Do you think Dad sold us off?" Clara asked her sister in a low tone

I ask, fearing for the worst. "That daughter was you, Jayla and the doctor was your father, Mr. Sean Parker," he replies without missing a beat. My eyes widen in shock as I take in Tyler's words but I know it is true. He wouldn't lie to me and now it explains a lot of things. I shake my head in comprehension as many things start to dawn on me.

He says and the call finally drops dead, forcing a sigh of relief off his throat. My name is Jayden Turner, twenty-nine years old heir to the Turner's family, and the new CEO of Turner's enterprise, since his dad, the former CEO just resigned, the company was willed to him. Being the only child of his extroverted business-minded, classy mom, and his introverted wealthy dad, Jayden has many responsibilities to take on, of which one of them is to make sure that his parents are happy. Since his dad has aged so fast, his mom has been the only one doing the business and traveling when necessary. This is how they have lived their lives all these years.

His eyes were darker than I remembered, sharp with intelligence, not cruelty. He looked at me openly now. “Good morning,” he said. His voice was calm. Polite. Detached. I inclined my head. “Good morning.” A pause. “You are… my father’s wife,” he said, not as a question. “Yes.” Another pause. Longer. Something shifted in his expression,not desire, not yet, but uncertainty. As if reality had not aligned with expectation. “I did not realize he married so… recently.” Recently. As if time measured legitimacy.