Mike Tyson's Son Novels & Stories

Maybe they were finally gone. Before the news anchor could give more details, the door to his office creaked open. Jason snapped his head around to see his father walking in with his usual calm, collected demeanor. “Since when did you become so interested in the news, son?” his father asked with a chuckle, his eyes flicking to the TV and then back to Jason, clearly amused by the rare sight of his son watching something so mundane. When their eyes locked, Jason, barely containing the storm brewing inside him, allowed a smug grin to stretch across his face. His pulse was pounding in his ears, and for the first time that day, he felt a flicker of relief.

Woah, just how fast the night changed. “Congratulations.” “What about you?” he quipped, genuinely curious. Mike shuffled the contents in the trolley cart, checking if he got everything he needed. “Doing good. I have a son. He is five years old now.” He had his birthday three months ago before coming to Amelia's wedding. He beamed and inquired about Jaime. “That's great. What's his name?”

On the contrary, he stopped and studied Mike before asking him, "And you are?" Flattered, Mike said, "I- I'm …" He was so excited that he could not speak properly. "I'm Mike, Gabriel Young's second son from Power Electronics. I had the honor of meeting you the last time you came to Power Electronics to talk about working together with my father." Kevan frowned as he tried to recall. A moment later, he said mildly, "Indeed, that seemed to have happened." Seeing that Kevan remembered him, Mike was getting happier and he began to ramble. "My father is still talking about wanting to meet with you again, Mr. Rogers. I wonder if you'll be so kind as to fulfill his wishes?"

"No, it's not that. It's just that I can't attend the event. I'm not ready." Giorgio insisted, "You can't be stupid; this is a good opportunity for us." "That's right, your son also has a right to his father's property," Barbara added, confirming Giorgio's opinion. "Sierra, you are still not ready for Gama's departure. But don't let your selfishness make you make the mistake of not demanding your son's rights to his family." "Mom, my son doesn't need all that. I don't want to beg them. They got rid of me; maybe it's payback for what we did to him."

Tyson shoutd and Terry kept quiet, his father was right. “”Now let me remind you why you have always faked your support for me and what we do here, You did that for MONEY, you have ignored all the people we have murdered in the past, pretended to like it because of MONEY, so don’t even try to change that now, because you know that the minute you walk way from this company, YOU LEAVE WITH NOTHING” Tyson said with a note of finality. Tyson did not like a lot of things about his son,but at the moment what pissed him off most was the fact that the boy was a big, fucking hypocrite.

Tyler kept looking at the father and son with hate as he gave the Governor his good bye and left too. Inside the black Benz driving in the cold night, Tyler called an unknown number while his fingers tip keep hitting his car door. “Why is the McNair son nine years old and he still has his both parents?” He asked for the person to speak. “ boss, Aaron McNair has no son yet” the person respond for Tyler to angrily speak.

"How has my little sister been?" "Well she certainly isn't little anymore." Gabriel said amused, making Carlos laugh. "Yeah well obviously." He smiled, letting out a sigh. "It's good to be back." "And just in time to take over House Of Terry too." Gabriel commented. "Oh yeah Dad about that. I've been meaning to talk to you about that." Carlos said, turning to face his father. "Is anything the matter?" Gabriel asked his son. "Well no. Dad, I am ready to start immediately but, I'd like to observe things within. And to do that….um….I'm afraid I'd have to start with the lowliest position." Carlos said, eyeing his father cautiously.

"It's so nice of you to think that way," "Let me call him out for you," Jordan didn't care when the old men asked about Michel but he offered to call him don for Logan. Jordan whispered into his secretary's ear and he left. "You met Mr. Jaxon's son, He is making his name in the business world very quickly" Another guy added. "I knew he would go far the first time I saw him." "You did!" Logan looked like he was taken aback by those words, he never realized that he had such an image in the legendary Tycoon.

I shook my head, “He’s just a friend dad, he’s helping me get away from all the Steve drama and the Darren drama.” He looked over to the kids, “You know I love you to death right kiddo, but I feel like I need to say this. You need to settle down, you’ve got 3 kids, 2 are biologically yours and they all have different fathers. You don’t get help with any of them, I’m telling you Ian is a real man, he won’t act up like those boys did. I thought when you met Steve you would settle down but it was always rocky. He needs to grow the fuck up that kid.”

"You don't remember me? I’m Tyler Wilde. Ruth Miller’s son." The name hit me like a cold wave. I’d heard Ruth talk about him. Her only biological son, who had vanished from the territory eight years ago after bleeding his mother dry to pay off gambling debts to the underworld packs. Ruth used to cry about him, but eventually, she started acting like she’d never had a son at all. Tyler offered an apologetic smile. "I know I’ve made mistakes. I was a pup with no sense. But I’ve changed my scent. I’m a different man now. Why else would I have the guts to come back and face my mother?"