Nba Youngboy Father Novels & Stories

As young as he was"He has won over thirties awards both in academic and sports,My man is dreamy. He isn't just a highschool scholar but also the son of well recognized mayor of New York city.As young as he was,he was a freaky billionaire,I heard his dad bought many companies in his name,all the girls in the school fangirl towards him and I wasn't an exceptional,some girls leave their school to attend ours just to have a sight of him,behold a handsome man is a dream of every woman,he had this taciturn attitude which freaks me out sometimes. I jumped down the stairs walking into the sitting room and met dad having some conversation on his phone.

Yohan held Noah's shoulders and asked, "And what if the new father loves you very much?" "No, I don't want a new dad," Noah insisted. "I won't love him as much as I love my real daddy. I'll hate him. I don't want a new dad." Yohan hugged the child, patting his shoulders. Noah then asked, "Uncle, you won't marry my mother, will you?" Yohan couldn't provide a straightforward answer. He realized that in a few years, Noah would be entering his teenage years, a delicate and impressionable time in his life. Any unexpected development could have a profound impact on his entire life.

He was a successful businessman and a fucking millionaire. I made a research and found out that he has an only son and that was Yoon Jeonghan. I did everything to make friends with him. I wasn’t a fan of basketball but I tried my best to learn how to play it and be the best so that I could join the try-outs to be included in his varsity team, to which Jeonghan was the captain and I successfully made it. I had planned to make him fall down, to make him suffer, and for him to cry like I always did when I was young, when I was looking for my father.

“You still owe me $25, buddy. We all burst into loud laughter. At this point, I began to think that my and Jaxson’s destinies were intertwined. I remember my dad used to tell me about his favorite basketball player in junior high. So apparently, it was Jaxson all along. My dad wanted Jaxson to be a professional basketball player, but his dad wanted otherwise. His dad wanted him to be a business guru and follow his path but Jaxson wanted to be a basketballer. I guess that was the first time he had a major issue with his dad. His dad cut off his allowance and my dad took up the responsibility of buying his kits. Jaxson loved my dad because he played a major role in his life. I wonder what my d

Now that they were desperate for an heir, they played the roles of doting elders. The exact moment it was revealed that the child of his father’s arranged marriage wasn't biological, his father had instantly crawled back to find Yuhwan. When his mother tragically died in an accident, his father immediately entered Yuhwan's name into the official family registry, throwing full financial backing behind his baseball career. Memories of his high school days suddenly flashed—the agonizing loss in the President's Cup finals because his catcher failed a crucial home-plate blocking. His career almost ended due to a severe shoulder fracture, but his father’s wealth allowed the highest tier of rehabil

Who knew that a single woman could captivate me so much, and now that I had a taste of her, I wasn’t about to let some other bastard take her from me. “I don’t give a shit how you do it,” I continue. “And as always, price isn’t an issue; just make sure that he stops breathing.” “Did you say Trent Young?” Q asks, his voice filled with shock. “The Trent Young?” “The,” I repeat, frowning. “What the fuck is that even supposed to mean? Is this guy some big name that I should know?” “Yeah, actually he is.” Q responds. “He’s the CEO of Young Industries and the son of the president of Young Enterprises. Have you been living under a fucking rock?”

The room had gone quiet after that before Zayn, the life of the party, took over on pumping her full. Of all the Carter boys, he'd been the youngest and wildest while they'd been growing up. He was a man now, a CEO, major share holder at the Carter empire, he'd become the heir his father had craved from the beginning. She wondered how hard it must have been, loosing a parent, both brothers and giving up your dreams to accomplish that is your only living parent. But he looked okay now, relaxed into his role and dare she say, enjoying it.

Our gang leader. This may all be confusing as fuck for you as well apparently I'm a high schooler. A typical 18 year old studying hard to graduate and go to college to make their families proud. Their parents proud. Right? No. I was 20 years old. I had been a part of a gang pretty much since the day I was born. My father, Jeremy McCann was Thiago's best friend. It was him who built this empire, his empire of a gang.

I don't think he even knew what me or anyone else in my family looked like for that matter and my mother and father had worked for him for years before dad died. I'd tried to get mom out after the whole thing went down and he'd threatened to fire her but she'd refused. She didn't think her twenty three year old son should carry the burden of taking care of a mother and a younger sister. I was just getting my start in the force but even then I would've made it work.

I remember him telling me that. "Why didn't you tell me?" I ask still looking at his face. "I didn't know how. I planned that I would after everything was over. You don't need this stress." He says but I say nothing. "Izzy. I won't let anything happen to you." He takes my face in his hands and for once I let him touch me. My father died when he was only two years old after all. "You said there's no getting out of the mafia." I remember.