Rocky Speech To Son Novels & Stories

They acted as if nothing had happened. My expression darkened. Finally, I could not hold back and said, “Aiden, I don’t have any say over how you’ve run wild overseas. But now that you’re back, there are rules to follow. When you talk to an elder, show some respect. You don’t yell at people, and you most certainly don’t splash hot soup on them.” As soon as I said that, Wayne seemed to regain his hearing. He frowned at me and said, “Dad, what’s your problem? Aiden’s only eight years old. Why are you picking a fight with a little kid?”

When he finished, he braced his hands on the edge of the offering table and slowly pushed himself to his feet. “Rocky,” he said, without turning. “You may not believe, but that doesn’t give you the right to speak with such disrespect.” Rocky let out a cold laugh, his voice thick with sarcasm. “Right, right. Whatever the head of the family says must be true. Who am I to argue?” ***

“I’m just the transportation specialist.” I roll my eyes and snap, “Put Dad on the phone.” “Don’t take that tone with me, Rocky. He’s already got me in a piss poor mood.” “I want to hear his voice. I need to know he’s safe and well, or I’m keeping the fucking money for myself.”

I had to start fending for myself . And As for how I got red , that's a story I don't wanna think about . " Mom ... I'm done Already " I heard my son's voice and I smiled . No matter the shit I've passed through , Red has been my biggest motivation to keep going , I love my Son till death . He's currently five and would be turning six soon . We got out and i board a taxi to his school immediately we got there , I bent to his level . " Listen here Red danger " I said and he chuckled .

Her voice barely whispers as she accepts me. I hear Rocky celebrating cheerfully in my mind, but when I speak, the words are not what he is hoping for. “What the fuck?”

"And you're walking out over a watch? Leaving your family behind while you go play heiress? Your family has money, yes, but that doesn't make it okay to mooch off them at your age." One played the wounded, the other played the concerned friend. Ethan was the final act. He got down on both knees, forehead hitting the floor. "Mom. I was wrong. I'm so sorry. I haven't been there for you or Grandma and Grandpa all these years. Please, give me one more chance. I swear I'll make up for every year that's missing." The caption on the livestream was poison: "Rich wife fakes poverty, abandons husband and child, targets Harvard son."

“Later, I comforted Artie, telling him it would be better once school started. I told him he’d make lots of new friends there. “But he never got to see that day…” I looked up straight at Logan. The bottomless hatred inside me could only spill forth as endless tears. “Do you know what our son said after we finished enrolling him in school?” Logan looked at me, eyes filled with remorse and anxiety. “He said, ‘Mom, once I start school, I’ll study hard and serve the country just like Dad does.” Logan clutched his head in both hands, his face contorted with anguish, as tears finally spilled freely down his cheeks.

The moment my son, Leo, said those words, both Bruce and I froze. In the 28 days since I’d realized Bruce’s heart wasn’t with us, every time he abandoned me and Leo for Fiona, I made Leo call him "Alpha Bruce." It was a reminder, to both of us, not to waste our tears on someone who wasn’t worth it. But that’s not how Leo saw it. He was only seven, at an age where a boy hero-worships his father.

My stomach churned as I watched him work the crowd, shaking hands and kissing babies like some twisted parody of a good politician. "Thank you all for coming out today!" Dad's voice boomed through the speakers. "As you know, we're here to talk about the future of our great city. But before we get into that, I'd like to introduce someone very special to me." He turned and beckoned me forward. I swallowed hard and stepped up to the microphone. "As you all know, this is my son, Trent," Dad said, placing a hand on my shoulder. I fought the urge to shrug it off. "He's finally decided to join us in supporting our campaign for a better tomorrow."

crashed down on me like a hammer blow. I looked at Natalia. My voice was so calm that it even scared me. "Natalia, say something." She looked up, avoiding my gaze. "Marcus… Just leave for now. We can talk about this another time." I said, "Another time? Clear this up right now in front of everyone. Tell them who your husband is." Frightened by the scene, the child burst into tears and reached out her hands. "Mom, hold me."