Sing Johnny Dad Novels & Stories

Alex looks terrible—dark circles under his eyes, his hair unkempt, like he’s been shoving his fingers through it. “Anything you need to say to her, you can say to me first.” My dad’s right behind Alex. Alex’s lips tighten. He stops and pivots to face my father. “Okay.” He drags out the second syllable. “Don Giuseppe. I love your daughter—always have. And I think she cares about me, too.” My dad’s eyes narrow. I’m frozen, my legs rooted where I stand. “My daughter’s not dating a soldier,” my father says flatly.

Clark said. What was more surprising now was that John felt like his dad was walking right into a trap and he needed to call him back. “Dad, no, there’s no way that is possible. This man is only trying to fool you—don’t fall for his tricks.” Curiously, John shouted this time. “In fact, please leave my house already. I won’t watch you try to scam my father anymore,” John said in a serious voice. Adrian didn’t even spare him a glance.

Sarah, Lona’s best friend, shook her head in disbelief while sipping her iced tea. Lona let out a soft, breathy laugh—the kind that sounded playful but carried a sharp edge of mockery. "I know, right? Mom says this one is different. Apparently, he’s younger, 'fresher,' and most importantly... supposedly gorgeous." Noah, who had been distracted, stopped what he was doing and frowned. "Younger? How young? Don't tell me he’s our age, Lon. I’m not down to have a father-in-law who still spends his nights playing Mobile Legends."

I sighed internally. Here we go. “This soft parenting shit?” my dad continued. “Out the window.” SJ straightened up immediately. “You are a child,” my dad said, voice firm. “And if you don’t listen to your father, you’re gonna find yourself living here with me. Going to a different school. Away from all that, away from your little friend.” SJ’s eyes widened. “Test me grandson, I dare you,” my dad added. “I mean it.” SJ nodded fast.

In my past life, I threw myself in front of a truck to save my father. I ended up with both legs shattered beyond repair, permanently disabled. He looked down at me in my wheelchair. "You're nothing but an embarrassment to the Carrington name." Then he brought his mistress and her son into our home without a shred of shame. At the company gala, he replaced me with his illegitimate son. "We can't have people asking questions at the banquet. Brandon will go in your place. It's not like we're taking anything from you." My mother was framed by the mistress and died in a psychiatric facility. I was locked in a basement, cut off from water and medication, and left to rot. The mistress became

"And you believe it?" “Yes…at first. Then …." Beth is silent, she wiped her tears that suddenly came pouring out of her eyes. She started crying again uncontrollably. “Sophia texted me saying that maybe it is Mr. Johnny's son… er… Johnny... That's the Finance guy and not your baby… sorry.” Beth hugged Logan's chest, crying in his arms. "I'm sorry..." She begged.