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I heard Steve tell him, “You need to stay the fuck away from my family Darren, if you don’t I’ll make sure you never come near anyone again.” Darren began to laugh, “Are you kidding me Steve, do you know whose son you are playing daddy with, it’s my fucking son, and it’s my fucking girl. I told you that from day one!” Steve didn’t say anything he just held him in place, Darren again was trying to stir stuff up,

"Leomund! Have you lost your mind?" I ignored her and swung harder. I swung a total of three times. Suddenly, a slick-haired man rushed over and grabbed my arm tightly, his voice trembling. "Stop! Stop smashing it! Come on, man! Do you know how expensive this car is? If you break it, can you even afford to pay for it?" It was Shanon's influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt. My eyes were bloodshot. I grabbed his collar and growled through clenched teeth, "If anything happens to my daughter, you won't be able to pay for it either."

“Don’t be dramatic.” My throat burned with anger. “I will stop being 'dramatic' when you stop being a classic Dick.” He rolled his eyes. “This again?” “Yes, this fucking again. You didn't go in there for twenty fucking years and the day I decide to visit you just happened to have the same idea, I guess we have a strong father and son bond don't you think?” My father rolled my eyes at my sarcasm, then he stared at me for a long second before he spoke

Lord Dragnon yelled again, raising his voice even higher. “I never wanted any of this, and you know it. All I wanted to do was go out into the world and discover new things and new places, but you would never let me. The entire pack, being alpha, being the head of the council, I have no interest in any of it,” Robbert yelled back at his father. “And that's why you want our enemies to destroy us all,” his father said with a condescending tone, staring at his own son with contempt buried in his eyes.

"Curtis must still be blaming me. He's trying to ruin my reputation like this. How am I supposed to go back to school if everyone starts talking about me?" My father immediately pulled him into a hug. His face hardened, his voice low and furious. "That selfish, ungrateful kid. He doesn't even care about his own brother's life. It's disgusting! He can't stand seeing you get better. He wants to push you to your death. Don't worry, I'll protect you. When you're feeling better, I'll go to his school myself, drag him out, and make him issue a public apology. If he dares to smear you, I'll break his legs!"

, He repeated as he chewed those words carefully in his mouth before glancing with disdain and mockery at the man spatting out between his lips. "But isn't it because I supposedly take after you the most that you hate me? Hate that I'll become like you… Hate that i would kill you like you killed your father and elder brother… Or was I wrong... since you were just a second son just like me!" The man whose face had turned sinister the moment he began speaking completely dropped his act after he finished. Where could you find the kindness or warmth on his face, he was now just like an enraged beast as he looked with cruelty in his eyes at Ryan spat out, "Do not forget I am your father! Show me

He stops right in front of me and place his hands in my shudder. “I always at this that you are just like your father. You are fearless and vicious like him. Humble to the core and never in the mood to see anyone being oppress or being tested wrongly. I remember the good old days with your father.” He adds and smiles. Athe menton if me being like my father, he ruined my whole ‘mood. If therenisoke thud I meger want to hear, it is this. I never want anyone take ay I am just like my father, because trust me I am not if like that cruel man.

When Rose saw Samson leave, she started to rub her brows. A man walked out of the kitchen. He wiped his hands and sat in front of Rose. He was holding a knife and fork while eating the steak. “What a waste. He did not eat it at all.” “When would you stop all of these?” Rose felt a little troubled. “Soon.” The man smiled and said profoundly, “Like father, like son. Ardly has a good son.” After remaining silent for a long time, the man said again, “If my son is still alive, now... he should be this excellent, too.”

When I realized my soulmate Darius was still hung up on his former lover Cassia and her child, I started teaching our son to call him "Lord Darius." That night, Theo accidentally stepped into a thorn trap set by forest nymphs. He was poisoned by a minor curse that sent his magic spiraling out of control and plunged him into darkness. But Darius turned and left because Cassia called him on his messaging crystal late at night. I touched my son's forehead as his divine aura dimmed from the pain, and made him say, "Goodbye, Lord." On Theo's birthday, Darius skipped our celebration because Cassia tearfully complained that her child needed a father. I didn't say much. I just had little Theo e

He kept looking from his father to the paper that he was flaunting to his face for acceptance and signing. "Tick-tock, time is going by." Cappuccino smiled like he meant no harm. To deal with a Maniac, one needed to be a maniac for a while and that was just the case with his son - Alexander Leonardo.