Single Dad Novels & Stories

Like serious my marriage with her is tied with me being the CFO if Dill's corporation, my dad's company is really a big deal. " But dad, mom what if str doesn't like me?" "I'll surely find a way to make her like you, my son is a good boy after all" my dad said he can really do anything for our marriage he is confident this time ughhh I'm f*e up with all these really. ******

Clara offered, flashing a small smile. "Okay, fine." My mom followed them, heading to her room, leaving only Dad and me alone in the hall. "Is that his ex?" I blurted out the question as soon as the opportunity arose. "Yeah," Dad replied, dropping onto the couch with a sigh, rubbing his forehead. "The only ex, apparently." "What? He's only dated once in his life?" "Well, not in that way. She was the only one he was ever serious about." "Their relationship ended on a bad note?”

complained Keenan, who also felt emotional about the development of their current relationship. "You now have a lot of wealth. I hope to see the development of Farel and his other siblings. Maybe this sounds like a joke because I can't do it either. But... ah. Be a father you can be proud of." "I'm proud of you too, Dad. You're great," concluded Keenan, who quickly got up from his seat. At the same time, there was a call to the passengers of the plane that would take the daddy away from Medan. Without saying much, the two hugged briefly.

"I'm glad to hear that. Although you are the son of that person, you look more like me. The older you grow, the more similar you are to me. I also want you to be like me in other aspects, not like that person!" Justin frowned. He couldn't understand what she meant. "Mom, I don't understand." "Justin!" Tracy held his arm tightly and looked at him. "You have seen him. You should know that he has no other children. He has never been registered as having a wife. He is always single." Justin was at a loss. He stammered, "Mom, is he single because he's waiting..." His thoughts, of course, made sense. "No." Tracy sneered sarcastically. "Haha, I know what you're thinking. But you can't imagine how h

Hot tears slipped free. Mom smoothed my hair. "It's okay, baby. You can cry—holding it in only makes it worse." "I don't want to," I lied, and a sob escaped anyway. Dad held me tighter and let me cry without questions, his silence a kind of shelter. Still, a thought flickered through me — if Ryatt ever crossed him, even in a nightmare, he'd be dead meat. *** It was weird that I still liked watching Cinderella. Even weirder that Dad still enjoyed it with me.

Max suddenly said making me pinch his thigh, he gasped and hissed in pain as I pinched his thigh harder. "Don't leave me alone." My eyes meet his eyes to transfer the message. "I can't! I have to go." He sent me a look like this and cocked his head toward the door. "Are you guys doing telepathy or what?" My father boomed. "No sir!" Max said sternly, as he stood up straight. I chuckled silently. My dad was in the military force back in the 90s, he has held an aura of military and of course, that will make everyone afraid of him, except my mom who fell in love with his intelligence and body, mostly his body. But she loves him just like he loves her.

Probably something about his school. Fred came back a few seconds later with a big letter that was in a file then stretched it to her, she collected the file slowly and before removing the letter that was inside, she asked,"did anyone told you to give me this?" Perhaps, Henry had given this to Fred. "No one gave me. I performed a DNA test and that's the result." Fred said and added, "Mommy, my daddy is a billionaire CEO!" The little one jubilated merrily. Fred had told Sarah to take her to the hospital after he got the hair he needed from Henry at the underground garage of Vernon's corporation.

As long as he could deliver flawless results, there was no need to trouble his employees for help. For the long-time employees with the Taleman Empire, it was slightly hurtful. A few years ago, something similar happened. The single father and his brother struggled with child raising and even brought toddlers to work. After bonding over how to raise children and babysitting the adorable toddlers for the CEO in his struggling phase, they thought that Richard would learn to rely on them a little more.

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.

Davenport said, in shock. I nodded. “What would you have us do,” I said, looking at Dustin’s dad. He rubbed his face and sat on the couch. After a minute, he laughed. “I’ve never been much of a father. Always too concerned with my work, money, image. What does it all mean? What is it all for,” he said, looking at his son. Dustin pulled me close and wrapped his arm around me. We looked at each other for a brief moment, and I blushed. He absolutely gave me butterflies like no male ever had.