Novel & Cerita Prodigal Son Season 3

He was a man in his prime, possessive and powerful, and I was starving for a touch that wasn't polite or familial. Ever since I broke up with my ex. I have been so sex deprived and in need of someone who could quench my hunger.The guilt of betraying my mother flickered in my mind, but it was quickly drowned out by the sheer, visceral need that had plagued me since my breakup. I stood up, intending to clean myself, when a sound pierced the silence. A groan. Deep, guttural, and unmistakably masculine. My room shared a wall with my parents' suite. Maybe the sound was coming from there but my mother was gone for the weekend, having headed to her best friend's house for a sleepover, and my stepbr

Julian loomed over me, his thumb reaching out to trace the line of my jaw, his touch searing hot against my frozen skin. “I sat at that dinner table for a thousand days, Elara. I watched you go from a girl to a woman. I watched every boy who tried to get close to you, and I made sure they disappeared. I played the doting stepfather because I had to. Because the ‘claim’ wasn’t legal yet.” He leaned in even closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. I could hear his heart beating—steady, slow, and ruthless. “But she’s in the ground now. The bridge is burned. I don’t have to call you ‘daughter’ anymore. And you sure as hell don’t have to call me ‘father.’”

The headline read: "Disowned Scion Ends Up Homeless, Arrested and Jailed for Repeated Theft." The accompanying image showed a middle-aged man in ragged clothes. He was being held down by the police, his gaze dull and vicious, yet still carrying a sense of utter decline and hopelessness. Although that face had been worn down by time, I still recognized the familiar features at a glance. It was Howard. The report went into detail about his background. He was the illegitimate son of a disgraced, wealthy man and had once been taken in by the man's wife. It turned out that after Julia died, Catalina sent Alex to jail, and his entire fortune ended up in her hands.

Because somewhere in her heart, she knew there were pieces of him she’d never been allowed to see. The flap burst open. Brian stood there, eyes blazing, breath ragged like he’d run through fire to reach her. Soldiers raised rifles, but he didn’t falter. “Enough.” His voice was steel. The hooded man smiled faintly, unshaken. “Ah. The prodigal son.” Nicole froze. Prodigal son. Her heart cracked open. Brian didn’t look at her—not yet. His eyes locked on the hooded man, fists clenched. “Let her go. This ends now.”

He tried to hug her from the side, but she made a show of avoiding it, still pretending to be upset with him. “This one you’re back after ghosting us… did your money finish?” his father’s voice boomed from the staircase. Leo looked up to see Mr. Blake descending slowly, dressed in his usual neat suit, his expression unreadable but his tone teasing. “What are you saying, Dad?” Leo asked, shaking his head with a small, helpless laugh. “The prodigal son in the Bible returned home only after exhausting all his money, isn’t it?” Mr. Blake said. But unlike his wife, he opened his arms and pulled Leo into a firm embrace.

Chloe asked. Chris did not speak because he saw his Papa standing on the steps. The triplets climbed up the steps and stood in front of Papa. Anthony snorted coldly. "No freedom? Huh?" The triplets looked down. "As big brothers, do you think it's okay to take your sister around all day long and refuse to take afternoon naps?" Anthony looked at them intimidatingly. "You won't grow tall if you are disobedient like this." Chris and Charlie were shocked. They could not grow tall in the future if they were disobedient? They could not grow as tall as Papa?

, Reid explained. Reid Martakis is the cousin to Colton, Colton's father is the elder while Reids' is the younger. Reid would be the prodigal son of his father, who wants to live a different life on his own without relying on his father's wealth, while Colton had been trying to act the good son, through his father's companies that he had been managing, he was able to set up his own companies in different branches.

Old Man Sanchez hurriedly rebuked Harold and others: "All of you, apologize to Sophia, hurry up!" Harold also worries that his son is actually being attacked by mentally ill Anthony, and immediately apologizes to Sophia: " Sophia, I'm sorry, The Uncle did something wrong, stop Anthony, maybe my son will die." Sophia would have spoken, but Anthony coldly pointed to others and said, "And you." Other members of the Sanchez family in the middle of the Sanchez family were unable to avoid the moment, saying, "It's none of our business." Dong Dong! The crutch in Old Man Sanchez's hand hit the ground, shouting, "Sorry me! If anything happens to my eldest grandson, you will all be released from the S

"Look here, lady! I don't know how many screws in your brain has gotten loose-" "Excuse me, but this is a private hospital and I will advise you to lower your voice or security would gladly escort you out!" Speechlessly, the three glared at her as she calmly stared face-to-face at them. "Look here, I am his son, his second born, and I demand to see my father now. Are you getting that into your thick skull, or do I have to repeat myself?" Greg said coldly.

There was a pause. Longer than any before. “Phase Four not yet initiated.” “That wasn’t my question.” Silence stretched. The prototype watched her carefully. Genesis finally responded. “Phase Four contingent upon triad alignment failure.” Her pulse spiked. “What does that mean?” “It means,” Mason said slowly, “if we don’t cooperate—” Genesis finished. “Replacement.” The word hit like an explosion. Her father staggered. “You said you wouldn’t replace humanity.” “Correction,” Genesis replied. “I will not replace humanity.”