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Dareen wiped his tears before his sons could see. "At least, let me treat your wounds. You guys are badly injured." Dareen touched Icarus's face and Icarus hissed in pain when the heat surface of the skin touched his inflamed skin. Dareen's eyes softened seeing his sons. "You know you don't have to do this. Do you guys think I am not aware of anything?" Dareen caressed his son's hair. Icarus leaned against his father's touch. Being a single parent wasn't an easy thing. He struggled. Struggled to raise his two sons. Raising a single kid was difficult in this era for both mother and father but Dareen raised them as fine men and also succeeded in his career as well.

And let the man make the first move between the two of them. Suddenly, Timothy came to her mind. The man was kind. And his age and Tyron's weren't far apart. Having a child also added to his appeal. It was obvious that he is a responsible father for Trix despite being a single father. He is one of the examples of a hot single dad, which most women want to be with. Being a wealthy businessman is a jackpot! A message tone interrupted Jesabell from thinking about Timothy's family. She hurriedly read it.

Nadia walked into the home she spent the early part of her life in. Memories upon memories crashing in her head. Her eyes filled up unconsciously. How badly did she miss her father. That man was her role model. She looked up to him in everything. Being a single dad wasn't easy, he made sure to give her the best life he could afford.

His father had spent his entire life building the empire he now oversaw. However, that came with the price of loneliness. I barely knew Dad as a father while growing up. He was always busy with one meeting or the other. Trying to tie up deals and all. This is why I resolved to not repeat the mistake Dad made. I will treasure my family before anything else including the company. “And,” his father continued, his tone softening, “I’d like to see Alexia also. I haven’t had the chance to celebrate the new lives she is carrying. I am going to be a Grandpa.” He said sighing wistfully.

“I don't want to talk about details But I was depressed, and he saved me. Therefore, I got married to him… He is a nice Guy… and a wonderful person.” Dad’s eyes water, and he holds my hand across the table. “I am sorry I wasn’t around Sophie. I really suck being a father.” I shake my head. “Don't be like this, Dad. Let bygones Be bygones.” I say. “But what does he do? And why are you not living with him?” Joy asks and I internally roll my eyes at her for ruining a perfect moment with dad. “He owns an interior designing company, and He is usually out on tours. He stays with me whenever he is visiting town.”

… The next day, I stayed home. I sat in the living room, all focused on sewing clothes for my son. Logan was a regimental commander, often admonishing Artie and me to be frugal and not to live beyond our means. Although Artie was too young to understand, he knew his father was a great hero who protected our country, so he had never made any demands of Logan or me.

My Dad asked, his voice laced with disappointment Guilt hit me like a delayed punch “No Daddy, I've been busy with…” “Work,” he added, his tone edged with frustration. “Work, work, always work. When are you going to focus on yourself, get married, and give me a grandchild? You know I'm not getting any younger. You are my only son. I don't even know....he paused his voice shaking “Daddy,” I said quickly before leaning back into the chair. “Don't talk about that. You know everything I do is for us.”

The day I shot a bullet right through Garet Turner’s head. Mason stared at me like I just grew a second head. “You… what?” I leaned back into the couch, my fingers steepled in front of my lips. The memories rushed in without permission. It was no secret that Xavier had been close to my father. But Mason had probably been a child when everything fell apart. The night my father died, I wasn’t alone. Strong as I was, my father was ruthless, senile. Always three steps ahead of everybody. That’s why the entire country feared him. Even foreigners were careful not to ignite his wrath. But there was one man he always listened to.

she whispered her name, but it almost came like a moan. The lights in his room were dimmed, but she could still clearly see his large frame and his defined body. He's got a much larger physique than his nephew. All along, Catherine believed that it was one of the factors that contributed to her fear of reaching out to him. But now, on what's currently happening, it felt like she couldn't afford to be scared of him anymore. Her throat ran dry as she watched him pull down his pants, down to his last entry; his boxers. Her eyes widened especially when she saw its now standing proud member. She could already feel it being hard earlier. But she never imagined that it would be that big... and long

I said, puckering my lips, pointing at the string lights. She sighed in relief. “We should be careful in spending now, Aiden. You’re not a millionaire, you know.” I nodded, agreeing with her confidently. “That’s one thing I’m very much sure, Jess. I’m not a millionaire.” My father, Theodore Knight, a multi-billionaire, brought this place and named it before my mother. My Mom always believed in true love and thought there was forever despite their differences. Dad left my mom when his father died and never returned to us. She died without seeing my father. I grew up without knowing him.