Son Of The Slob の小説・ストーリー

"She’s not worthy of your praise mom, you've to understand that she is nothing but a slut!" The sound of a slap echoed through the room as Robert's hand still raised from striking his son. "Enough!" Robert’s harsh voice came out, "How did I raise a son so blind and self-destructive?" Jacob stumbled back, his hand instinctively went to touch his cheek. "Dad, did you just slap me?" "Yes," Robert said sharply, "I slapped you hoping it would knock some sense into that thick skull of yours, day by day you and your foolishness bringing me nothing but troubles."

Not even in the million years would I find myself tangled with such a man Salim was the first son of Mr and Mrs Rajput ..Everyone in the colony respect him and look up to him especially the youth and I didn't know why that was the case because he was just not the person to idolise ,everything bad suited him ..Ugly ,rude ,nasty ,gangster , I mean everything that fell under that category he was it..I decided to just forget about that stupid stupid and walked back to the room..I told my father what I heard and he was just as shocked but....

And what I saw stopped me in my tracks. My son, not five yet, was sitting in the mud. His clothes were damp and dirty, his face streaked with tears and something foul—rotten eggs and wet dirt. I rushed to him. "What's wrong? Baby, what's wrong?" He clung to me. "They pushed me… the older kids… they said we're not real pups anymore. That Daddy has a new Luna… a healthy one. They said we don't belong." I froze. My blood ran cold.

I will keep going after her son. Ha ha ha. I don't know how she will take it after her son comes home on foot tomorrow after an extremely tiring and stressful day at work. I've given her many chances to change her mind and do what I want but she still choses to be stubborn. Anna. You must really take me as one of those men that can easily be thrown of your back just because of an ordinary slap. Well well well, I can see that you have succeed in being a big fool.

“She's not my partner anymore. Years ago. I send her money to keep her hidden and protect...Silene. I'll see her often, at least once a month. I brought her to this house. Silene, not her mother. I lied to you, you're not the only one I've visited Cuenca with and I apologize for it. Well, I'm disappointed, but I haven't been very honest either, nor have I told you everything that's going on. I'm not an absentee father, I can be many things but not that. I know what it is to grow up with a father of terror, I would have preferred not to have him, it was exactly the story I did not seek to repeat. My daughter will be nine soon, she's already on her way to being a young lady.” “Go. You were alm

"Who's the one affecting our son and bringing him shame? Tony can transfer schools. Can your little mistress wash away the scandal of being a homewrecker who seduced a student's parent? "Forcing your own biological son to call your mistress 'Mommy' in front of everyone? You're probably the only person in the world who would do that. I have to say, you and Samantha are perfect for each other—a cheater and a homewrecker." I smiled flatly, then turned my gaze to Samantha. "Ms. Yates, I heard you're a language teacher. Tell me, did I use the right words to describe you and my husband?"

"We need her back!" Soldo's son slammed his hand over my desk. I watched silently as the father and son squabbled with one another. Soldo chided his son to give me the respect a don is due but it was too late. The stupid boy had made his bed, his father knew he won't get out of here alive. "I have no idea where your daughter is, Soldo." Before Soldo could speak, his son decided to open his mouth again, I was reconsidering my decision of not torturing him before death.

Did he mean Andrew from the Anson family? A few years ago, Andrew Anson entered her life and became her sworn brother. The Anson family was a wealthy family in Lime City, while she was just an orphan. Elizabeth had never taken their oath seriously. Besides, three years ago, the Anson family went bankrupt. Andrew’s father committed suicide while Andrew himself disappeared without a trace. So, Elizabeth couldn't really call him her brother. "What are you talking about? Setting what up?" "Still feigning innocence?" Chester’s hand slid down to Elizabeth’s neck. If he used just a little more force, her slender pink neck would easily snap in two.

My Dad would stammer, his face turning red with anger and confusion. My Dom would step forward, his voice low and commanding. “It means exactly what he says, Mason is mine. He submits to me, body and soul.” My Dad would lunge at him maybe, or yell, but my Dom would not back down. He would grab my arm, pull me close, and tilt my chin up with his free hand.

"You have what I want; something I value so so much. You played a good card, I admit. Dirty, but good." "So," The man leaned forward. Beneath was a face moulded with disbelief. "You accept?" Lex nodded slowly. Silence. "Well," The man spread his massive arms wide. "Welcome to The Sons Of Hades, Brother Lexington!" Lex said nothing. His mind was in motion now. His plan had been mapped out. Just act, he mused. And he was a natural at this. ••• 7:03AM. Behind the wheels of the unsuspecting van was Y. A light drizzle, he drove furiously on the asphalt. The road was clear, few vehicles in sight.