Jaylen Brown Dad Novels & Stories

"Hey Dad!" Carl had tears running down his face at the sight of his son. “Jaylen.” They both embraced each other tightly. All of the hurt in Jaylen dissipated with every passing moment. His parents look like they hadn't been happy for a long while. The wrinkles on their faces was more pronounced than that of his grandma Gabriella. “I still can't believe you are here." Carl whispered. “Dad, I am sorry I took so long." Jaylen said, trying to hold himself and not lean into his weak father too much.

Then, on our tenth wedding anniversary, he locked up me and the twins in the basement and set fire to the house. "Mommy!" The twins' cries amidst the inferno broke my heart. Hence, at the present, I fought back my swelling hatred and lowered my collar, turning in the direction of the study. If I remembered correctly, John Sullivan—Dylan's father—had been drugged as well. The Sullivans always had problems producing heirs, and as the only son, Dylan's place was secure even though he was conceived through IVF. But what if he wasn't John's only child?

"Dad please, he-" "Not another word from you, Amelia." Mr Brown growled. "Rey, I don't know what stunt you are trying to pull, but listen to me and listen well. My daughter will not end up with someone like you. Apart from the fact that it would be a dent in my perfect reputation, you are just a bodyguard. You cannot take care of my daughter. So, stay away from her. If I hear of any sort of romantic relationship between the both of you, be rest assured that you will lose your job and she will be grounded. If you care about her, I believe you will rethink your actions." Mr Brown threatened.

"I don't know. Maybe my father took care of it. Don't underestimate my father. He's a very wealthy man. Much wealthier than the Pierce family. Maybe he has something to do with your adoptive grandfather." Elena was now dressed neatly, only her hair was still messy. "I never underestimate my father-in-law," he protested. "You know, Edward Brown is like an owl. He can also be a chameleon. Ask your father, is the name Edward Brown known like the owner of a famous social media platform worldwide, or do only a few people know about him?" Now his wife was neatly dressed and refreshed after applying various things to her beautiful face. "To be honest, I only heard his name when he hired a bodyguard

Janelle added. “I never wanted to be a professional gymnast, but I liked being able to do the flips and shit. The flexibility was a bonus, it helped in training and fighting. They also taught me how to be invisible. Dad was also a sniper as was Uncle Harry, so they taught me how to shoot. I am not near sniper level, but I am damn good.” Taelin states. I turned to look at dad the same time Jayson did. He stood there with his eyebrow raised. He could have fucking told us this when we asked. I knew the asshole knew more than he was letting on.

He maintained the Bermuda lawn and the orchids their Madam Lauren had planted. He was also her neighbor in their small village which was an hour's ride from here. His father was the same as her dad, a driver of Master Christopher Michaels, Albert's father. He was a tyrant business tycoon and owned a lot of giant companies in the country and abroad. Jaden's mom was one of the chefs. So, all six of them served this high and mighty blue blood family. Jaden had been pursuing Sam since they were in high school but she always told him, he had no chance for someone had already taken her heart. When he asked who, Sam simply replied, "My imaginary boyfriend!"

I step out shutting the door behind me. I follow her for about half an hour. The house is magnificent and large. The Williams are known around the state because of Jayden and Jacob's father, Raul. He was a renown automobile engineer. His first son, Jacob followed in his footsteps but became an aerobic engineer just like his wife. His second son Jayden, became one of the best basketball players in the country. There are talks of the youngest child, a daughter but no one seems to know the truth about it. I make sure I've mastered the perfect corners around the mansion to place my cameras.

I sprinted up the stairs. Lyle's door was shut. I opened it slowly and shut it behind me. He was on his bed, lying on his stomach with his face buried into his pillow. “Lyle,” I said softly. I sat on his bed and rubbed his back. Lyle sniffled and sat up. “I don't get it.” “I know, baby. I'm going to tell you,” I murmured. “The truth?” Lyle asked. “Yes, the truth,” I said. I took a deep breath. “Jax isn't your dad. Jax forced me to tell you that, or he would have hurt me. The truth is, your real dad is the man downstairs. His name is River,” I said softly.

The moment I entered the house, I found Dad sitting in the living room. The expression on his face told me everything, my stomach dropped, he knew. "Dad..." He slowly stood. "Fiona." My eyes filled with tears. "Where's Jalen?" he stared at me without a word. "Dad." he sighed. "He left in a hurry this morning." The words shattered something inside me. “Did he tell you where?" I asked with a shaky voice. "He relocated." "No." His expression softened. "Fiona—"

The old man was standing there speechless. “R…River. How… What…” “I don’t know if I will survive this treatment. But please spare Ara. She has nothing to do with my elopement. I love Keanu. He is taking care of me. Please don’t cause any more problems. I already have enough on my plate. Don’t tell Ashton about her whereabouts. Can you do that, Dad?” She sobbed and Mr. Brown couldn’t take it anymore. He closed the distance between them and hugged her tightly to him.