Novel & Cerita Taking His Son To Back Her Up

“I will give back that money soon once my son takes the lead. I know he’s destined for this thing and I will make sure it happens for him. You’re going to need that money because we’re kicking you out of the Bratva.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Kicking me out? I’d like to see you try. How long have you planned a takeover and who has backed you up?” “A few politicians are backing my son. They’re tired of being under your thumb and they want a new face to lead them.” “Mother—“ “It’s true. I’m not lying. I want him to know that he’s going to lose this game sooner rather than later, and if he would be wise to surrender that position rather than let us take it from right under his nose.”

“I need to see her for a moment. I'm going to that pack to check on her because we have a lot to talk about.” They looked worried about me the moment I mentioned going back to that place. It's not as if they can do anything to me now since I still have his son. No matter how much he wants to sacrifice his son, he won't do it at a crucial moment like this. Besides, it's too stupid for him to use his only bait on someone probably useless like me.

“I need to find the people responsible. They think she’s dead. But if you walk in as her… they might make a mistake.” A cold chill ran down my spine. “That’s insane.” “Maybe,” he admitted. “But it’s also your only chance. If you want to get your son back, you need my help.” I clenched my jaw. The idea was ridiculous, dangerous. But was I really in a position to refuse? My son. I had no power, no allies, no way of reaching him. But this man did. I looked down at the picture again, then back at him.

She was stuttering so badly and her voice was so low that I had to force myself to hear her. "Don't say that, Katherine. Nothing will happen to him. He'll be fine. stay here in case he comes back and it's all just a childish prank." I knew that the best way to keep her calm was by allowing her to go with me but I couldn't. Someone has to be here, to wait for him when he comes back. "Alex..." I shook my head firmly. "Katherine. No. Stay here. I'll be back, nothing will happen to my son."

"The doctors say he will recover. But he is weak. He cannot—" She stopped. Looked at Vance. Then at Nerissa. "He will not be happy to see you," she said. "Either of you." Vance nodded. "I know." Lily touched his cheek. "He is still your father." "I know." Lily looked at Nerissa then, and hold her hand. "Thank you, for staying with my son. But.... It will be tough." Nerissa rest her other palm on Lily's hand on hers. "I know. But he is not alone. Not anymore. And we are here for you..."

Mason says. He pulls back just enough to look me in the eyes. His expression is furious and determined. "I won’t let them get away with this. We’ll hire the best lawyers in the country. We’ll make sure that little girl doesn’t grow up without her mommy. You are not alone." His unwavering support gives me a tiny sliver of strength. I lean back into his warm chest, letting his presence cradle me. Mason is fighting for me when my own husband doesn’t care if I live or die.

She might already be planning her next move. “Of course, my son. We both know you are the rightful person to lead J4. Don't worry, I will help you. I will support you all the way. Leave it to me. I’ll also talk to the other board members to back you up.” “Thank you, Mama...” I said with feigned joy, hugging her while looking up at my father's portrait. Don't worry, Father, I will bring justice for your death. I will make sure your wife pays for everything she has done. A knock sounded at the door, and when it opened, the butler entered to inform her of an important phone call. She excused herself briefly, leaving me alone. Shortly after, a maid came in and placed a tray containing tea and sw

“Fuck that. Look at the crowd of awful people you brought him into? What am I supposed to do when they come knocking?! How am I supposed to protect my son?!” “Our son”, he corrected, sitting back down and focusing on her with an intensity that made her palms a little sweaty. Every time he said that, she wished she could grab a drill and push it through his skull. “My son. You wouldn’t take YOUR child to that kind of place”, she snarled, still high on her guard and moving slowly away with every word she said. The more distance that was between her and the awful man, the better.

She seemed as if she were going to snatch my son away, but held firm and lifted him up before she could do anything. I glared at Austin's wife as she stopped in front of us. No one, royal or not, was going to lay a single finger on my son. "I'll take my son and leave-" I started to say, but as I turned to move, Vanessa's hand clamped down on my shoulder. "I'll tell the Alpha King," she spat. Her nails dug into my skin, but the pain didn't matter. I was in protective mode and my only concern was my son.

His hands settled on my shoulders, thumbs digging into the tight muscles with perfect pressure. “I need to know what they’re saying,” I replied quietly. “If I’m going to fight back, I have to see the battlefield.” He turned me gently to face him, crouching so we were eye-level. “You don’t fight alone anymore, little girl. You’re carrying my son. Let me handle Lilith.” “No.” The word came out stronger than I expected. I placed my hand over his on my belly. “I’ve spent my whole life letting other people fight my battles. Alex. You. Even Bianca. This time I want to stand beside you. Not behind you.”