Novel & Cerita Son Of The Slob

"El Silbon is born from the soul of an evil child. He made outrageous demands of his father, who always did what the child asked. One day he demanded deer meat for supper, and his father failed to find any." "I don't like where this story is going," Warren said with the shake of his head. "Please, we dealt with that Spade hooded freak in Stanley Park. El Silbon can't be much worse than that," Theria scoffed. "Oh, he is much worse," Lucinda warned, "When the father returned, he became the subject of the child's rage. The son killed the father," She shook her head sadly, "The grandfather found out and tied the boy to a tree and flayed him with a whip, and then released his blood-thirsty hound

she replied, her eyes still reflecting her frustration. Josh was taken aback hearing Sofia address Rafael as dad. "Wait, what? Dad?" Josh asked with a raised eyebrow, his voice mirroring his disbelief. He had no idea that Sofia was Rafael's daughter. All this time, he'd assumed Sofia was just a friend of the family, perhaps a distant relative. Darting his gaze from Josh, Rafael sighed as he looked at his daughter, realizing the need to address the situation diplomatically. "Sofia, it's not about controlling your life. I just want what's best for you," he explained, attempting to justify his stance.

"But Father, this is...it just doesn't make any sense. He is a changed person now, that I am sure of..." "He still has my blood running in his veins. He is my son and will forever remain my son. He will do my bidding. Even though he is the youngest amongst you all aside from Valerie, he is sharper, smarter, and needed in the organization. Do you think if he had ordinary capabilities like you and your brother, he would have been given the title SON OF A MAFIA? Haha, in your dreams. I spent a lot on that boy, gave him all the training that he deserved, he served not only me but each contributor in this Mafia rulership. He belongs to us all and will forever remain a part. He is our son after al

Get away from me, you disgusting thing! "People like you are the dumbest! How dare you even say that you had the smart genes? I spent millions choosing my son's genes from a huge pool of donors! "I just came to you because I was fooling around with you! You were nothing but a servant to me. How could you even think that you were worth that much to me? "You? Being my son's father? Gross! You're worthless to me! "Your own baby has already been reduced to ashes because of you!"

The other neighbors said that the father was respectable and seemed rich. His son was smart and adorable. After moving to Jorath Elementary, he got first place on the entrance exam. “The father and son are here in Jorath to find someone.” “Find someone? Is it the child’s mom?” “Yes. The father looks really sad. He must have lost someone important.” “Maybe they moved to our street because the child’s mom is near here?” … “Ms. Johnston, you’re home,” Charles said with a big smile as he placed a cake on my table.

I was shaking, sobbing with pleasure, “Goddamn, listen to you—screaming for Daddy’s cum like the campus slut you are. My son’s texting you right now and you’re creaming all over his father’s cock—fuck, I’m right there—gonna breed this tight pussy—gonna knock you up on my desk—take it, baby—TAKE DADDY’S LOAD!” He slammed in to me last time and exploded. “Fuuuuck—I’m cumming—Daddy’s cumming so hard inside you—feel that, princess?

I just entered a taxi real quick. Memories flooded me as I sat in the car. All the moments spent with Jeremy.Jeremy was tall with dark brown hair, a sharp jawline with a hint of stubble.His hazel-green eyes were my favorite features and his broad shoulders with bulky muscles. He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states.

“I will handle this,” Maverick said as he dropped the phone call, and soon enough, he arrived. He looked at the sorry excuse of a man his brother had become and wanted to kill him. “What do you have to say for yourself?” “I wanted to test that little morsel your son has upstairs. I thought maybe he would be more of a team player than you ever were.” The man spat out. “I mean, he has his own version of his mother, a simpleton and whore.”

his tone had a tinge of pride and self-assurance. This angered Mr. Herbert Norman, who felt Sly was in deep shit and needed his help but listening to Sly's side of the story, he felt Sly was pretending to be in full control. "I know that her name is Monica but how long have you known her? The last time, you said no woman was worthy of your love and suddenly, you are married. I'm your father and I have more experience in these things. You can't fool me son, is she one of those models? Does she have something on you that she's using to blackmail you? You can open up to me son," he assured. Sly scoffed. He was embittered by his father's words. To him, his father wanted to lure him to confess, a