No Longer Your Son Novels & Stories

Someone needed to tell him the truth. He will have to accept that all that happened to him was all his choice, nobody forced him to do it. " I'm not here to listen to your stupid rants Justin. I'm here to see my daughter-in-law." My father spoke. " If my memory serves me right, I'm no longer your son. That means she's not your daughter-in-law. When you want to meet her, you Know what to do." With that I walked away to prepare food for my woman.

"You walk through the light, and you tell the Weaver that her old songs have been sung long enough. It is time for a new melody." He stepped back. Away from the vortex. Away from his son. Away from the woman he had wronged and the children he had broken and the life's work scattered at his feet. "The catalyst is gone.” He said slowly. "I cannot control Rafe's will anymore. I cannot even claim you as my son, because I don't deserve it." He paused. "You both are free." He said with a wicked smile.

I corrected him. I finally lowered my hand, partly because I'd made my point and partly because I was beginning to feel ridiculous just pointing at his face. "Also we're no longer engaged." That finally changed something in his expression. I stepped closer. "And as you've noticed, she's the mother of my son. Whatever happened between you two seven years ago, it didn't survive the present. So I'd let it go gently, Hunt. Stay the fuck away from Layla." I paused. "My son too."

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

Me, standing across from them. Suddenly, I didn't want to say anything else. "Fine." I nodded. "Then let's just say you never had me." Mom froze. "What did you say?" I looked her in the eye. "Starting today, I'm not your son. You're not my parents. "We're done. Cut off. For good."

Her face was so pretty a few seconds ago, but now, it was less pretty, coating so much tension. Again, I swallowed. I wasn't going to cry. "No." I shook my head, spoke keenly. "We aren't related any longer. Your son decided to break that bondage we shared. Now, to me, you're just like any other old woman out there." "But you know it's not my fault. If—"

“Ignore me. I’m quite stressed out. I’d love to share with Brielle but please get me my own assistant ASAP.” “Definitely son, definitely.” I cringed at that word. Son. I stopped seeing myself as his son a long time ago… this was all for show. I watched him stand up and give me a quick nod with a ‘see you later’. The old man obviously realised he had lost me somewhere in the middle of the conversation. My phone rang just as he walked out of my office.

I swallowed hard but never looked away, my eyes challenging him. He withdrew his hand and let me go. He killed the only person that mattered the most to me, and now I had lost my true happiness. Furthermore, he took away my mother. He looked at me and sighed deeply. “Son I know you must hate me right now…” he said quietly and his eyes darkened. Oh, so now it was son? I thought I was a disappointment, and I was never his real son. “I am not your son and I never will be” I muttered harshly but firmly.

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,

Dad stated. "No, Gerald. His company gonna fall! You know what your son went through!" "Enough! He deserve this, especially your son! Now, do not make me shut you up!" He glanced back to me, "What are you waiting for? Leave my house and don't you ever come back! You are removed as part of this family, and you'll get nothing from me. Your nothing but a disgrace."