Romans & histoires Mike Tyson's Son

We entered the mansion and everything was so neat and beautiful. The living room was huge, a fireplace, chic sofas, a giant TV. Near the fireplace there was a man standing looking at us. It must be another Lorenzo employee, although, he doesn't seem to wear a uniform or walk like a penguin like Marcos (the bodyguard and driver). “Lara, this is my son, Daniel.” Points to the man standing by the fireplace. I was unable to express myself. I was too shocked by the news. My God! He has a son older than me! What the fuck!

"You old bastard! That's for bullying my dad!" He was Nicky Yates, Caleb's five-year-old son, conceived via IVF after more than a dozen attempts. Emery's entire family treasured him like royalty and spoiled him rotten. I grabbed Nicky by the scruff of his neck, hoisted him up, and delivered a sharp smack to his butt. "If your father won't teach you basic manners, I'll gladly do it today!" Nicky wrapped his arms around my thigh and bit down hard. I grunted in pain and instinctively threw him off me.

“You heard me. You don’t get to talk to him like that. Not here.” The silence that followed was heavy enough to choke on. Antonio’s lips curled. “You think you can stand there and speak to me in my own son’s home?” Gabriel sighed. “Dad, please—” “I’m talking to the man ruining my son’s life!” Antonio snapped. Mason’s tone stayed calm, but his jaw was tight. “With all due respect, sir, Tyler’s life isn’t ruined. He’s stronger than you give him credit for. You should be proud.”

He didn't want the horrible events that had happened in the past to make his son have to undergo treatment in the hospital because of a school that couldn't take care of their students. "Be patient, dear. In about three days you will be able to go back to school in a new place," Felix said. Sean responded to his words with a smile. It also made Felix smile with relief. Claire then also smiled at her son, "Well, it's been decided by your father. So now you can relax, Sean." Sean smiled once at his parents. The little boy also felt incredibly happy. He never imagined once that he would finally have a complete family.

Laura is also from Indonesia, but in a different city from Alesha. "Alvin's asleep already?" alvin Addison Abraham, is the name of the son given by Alesha, he pinned down his family name. "Yeah, just now," Alesha replied in a whisper. "Okay, let's go out first, I want to talk to you about something important," said Laura, and Alesha nodded. Alesha first made sure that his son was safe, he covered him carefully. "Mommy stay first, dear," Alesha whispered. She kissed her son's forehead, and walked away.

My man, my mate, is the epitome of sexiness and I still can’t get enough of him. Tyson is the best father to our children, better than I could have asked for. He comforts Maddie when she has the occasional nightmare. He indulges her desire for sleepovers too, despite how much he despises them. With Nolan, he rocks him to sleep, gets up in the night for feedings and takes him around with him to oversee the pack. Everyone just adores our future River View Alpha and I swear our son will never learn how to sit up on his own by how much everyone holds him.

"Then, try to think of ways to make his son accept you, he is 3 years old, so he is almost the same age as your son." "Thank you friend, for helping me whenever I think I am lost, you know how hard it has been raising Arthur, even more so in the absence of his father. - I sighed deeply, recalling some of the memories that came to my mind. "You really don't remember anything about Arthur's father? A first name? Last name? - she asked, and I just denied it with my head in frustration. - I told you that all I remember is the birthmark and the tattoo on my back," I replied, and she seemed to think for a moment, as if she remembered something. "- What is it? What went through your head?"

These people have killed too many of my father's men, deepening my father's hatred for them. "Ryan has a son. His name is Wyatt, and he should be around your age." My father tells me, observing me as he speaks. His crane is digging into the floor. "Don't underestimate him—I don't know what his abilities are yet." I smile. "Probably nothing like mine."

Unlike the birthday event, it was a grand formal party with over 1000 guests. His elder son is none other than, Robert Brown who is married to Sarah Brown for twenty years, their elder son a.k.a rich snob is called the golden boy of Washington High has a g.p.a of 3.6 and is also the quarterback of the school football team. Their younger son, Justin Brown who is five years old goes to Washington kindergarten. Fun fact, my mom is going to join that school as the math teacher.

My dads tell me but I don’t I keep running. “Jasmine, no,” Tyson warns me when I stop in front of the invisible Elevator. I turn to face him. “Why not Tyson? Are you going to threaten me some more? Or are you going to keep lying to my parents about your supposedly dead son? If Cato can lie to me about causing all that shit that he did then I can tell you about Hiding your first born son that was born blind because you were ashamed of him,” I paused to calm my racing heart.