Mike Tyson's Son Novels & Stories

Clinton Grimsley Senior was one of his family's enemies, and the idea that his son was standing before him made Liam feel a sense of unease. He forced a polite nod and continued with the interaction, but his mind was already coming up with a plan to stay away from the Grimsley family. "So, you're Clinton Grimsley Junior?" Liam asked. "Your dad is Clinton Grimsley Senior, the founder of Grimsley corp?" Liam asked. Even though he already knew that, he just wanted to keep the conversation going and see what information he could get out of Clinton Grimsley Junior.

Chapter 3- Is he a rich young master? Um? Dan's face stunned. Others are also confused. "Why where are you? Can you stop for a moment?" Dan was bored to hear Anthony's voice. "Don't think your name and surname are the same as that young master of the Bezos family. You are the young master of the Bezos family? What are you?" "I tell you, the second son of that rich family, no matter how hard he is, you will not follow. This useless courier is Just a courier!"

Tyson's father was born to his grandfather's second wife. At that time, had it not been for the old lady to support Etan, it would be Tyson's mother in charge of the whole Mann family. Tyson still wore a smile on his face. He always looked gentle and good-tempered. He was like a elegant gentleman! "It seems that my brother Etan haven't been back for a few days, right?" "Whether he came back or not, it has nothing to do with you. I'm tired. I don't want to see you. Get out of here." Mrs. Mann was very rude to Tyson.

he said reassuringly. Luis looked at his son curiously. "More handsome Dad or Uncle?" he replied confirming, he just wanted to hear from his own son's voice. Reya glanced at his son to remind the 5-year-old not to answer something beyond his expectations. "I'm more handsome!" Troye said confidently, telling his parents who laughing.

Tommy sounded annoyed there. "Isn't Father still there?" Antonio instead answered casually. "You think I'm unemployed that can You tell me to take care of your company? I also have a company that I have to take care of." "Dad, just a moment. I don't want to be there." Instead of feeling guilty, Antonio asked for a little more time. "Antonio don't mess around! Don't do bad things or disturb your ex-wife's household." Aside from this company, Tommy is worried, considering that his son still loves his ex-daughter-in-law.

" He's the only son of the billionaire Frank Mills. His dad exited in business industry long ago. , so his son owns all of their businesses. I was in awe. Wow! From that day that my dad hinted me about Kryss. Curiosity drew my interest in his whereabouts. I even tracked him down in the internet. But not much information about him. Maybe because he dont want to disclosed vital datas about her personal life.

I stood up, gripping Leo’s small hand firmly in mine, pulling him behind my leg as I glared across the marble floor at Tyson. “I’ll take him up,” I said, my voice tight and defensive, trying to assert whatever shred of authority I had left in this room. “Let me take my son to his mother, Carrillo. We’ve caused enough chaos in your house. Let me walk him up to her room so we can talk like a family.” Tyson didn’t move an inch. He slowly unbuttoned his coat, tossing his leather gloves onto the console table by the door, looking at me with cold, dead eyes.

Tonight, the pack gathered to witness the coronation of its next Alpha—Tyral McLean, my firstborn son. It felt like just yesterday when I had held him in my arms as a newborn, vowing to protect him from all harm. Now, at twenty-four, he stood tall and proud, the embodiment of strength, wisdom, and leadership. By his side was his mate, Billy, the love of his life since childhood, and the mother of his four children. Their eldest, Kai, was already beginning to show signs of being a great warrior, his keen instincts mirroring his father’s at the same age.

I turned to Miguel and asked, "Where is the baby's father?" "He died in Afghanistan," Miguel somberly replied "From what I have heard, it was his last mission before retiring but shit happened." "Life is indeed short." I commented, staring at the closed door. "Indeed it is. Speaking of kids, Monita has a 3 year old son. Help me entertain him," Miguel nodded his head towards the entertainment room. Following him, we were greeted by a black haired boy with dimples on his cheeks. He was holding a superman toy in his hand while sucking his thumb.

He didn't leave prissy aside either. “Okay, yes, also because it's a beautiful name, don't you think?” "I like it a lot" he admitted, smiling. “I know you need time, I want to meet him now, mom. Tell me about him” he insisted, forgetting the inconvenience this morning. However, I did not refute or scold him, rather I ventured to tell him about Ismail, always careful not to reveal a detail that could reveal his identity, for example his last name. Isaac, loved cars and for him Al-Murabarak. Inc was the best automotive company, if he escaped me, it would not take me long to come to the conclusion, to the truth that he was the son of that executive.