Taking His Son To Back Her Up Novels & Stories

“Why are you letting her win?” “Because nothing is more important to me than you. Matt and a guy named Trevor are both on their way, but they won’t get here in time.” “Then I’ll stop her,” she whispered so softly only he could hear. “Tell me what to do.” “To save me?” He shrugged like it didn’t matter, but his black eyes pleaded. “Don’t. Save you. Save our son.” “Please don’t give up.” Her voice cracked. “Please.” “Turn around and walk away. My end won’t hurt, and you’ll be fine. Go.”

He is shirtless and Luca can see that he is bruised in several places all over his torso and arms. "I came here to stop my son from his suicide mission" Luca snapped. He should have talked to his son years ago. But he thought when the right woman comes into his life, his son would change his mind. The right woman came alright, but his thickheaded son is hurting her and he is hurting himself.

His eyes are welling up with tears. “Come sit down,” I grab his hand and pull him towards me on the bed. “I am sure something must have happened. I know she wouldn’t leave her son unless something bad happened.” I press my hand to his cheek. He closes his eyes and breathes deep. “Your touch always makes me feel calmer.” He says with a relived smile. “What are mates for?” I ask pulling him into a hug. He pushes me back on the bed and lifts my dress up to kiss my bump. “I will do whatever I have to do to protect you and our boy.” He tells me. I start to feel Slade go crazy with kicks. It is like he always knows when his father is around.

The jarring pain up my back and in my leg threatens to topple me over at any minute, but I am not about to let my body give in, in front of my children. He looks at Zaia once more before he turns to me and nods. “Deal!” He says before he steps forward and flings his arms around my neck, almost sending me backwards. My heart hammers as he holds onto me tightly, his heart beating strongly, and I close my eyes, trying to hold myself together as I catch him. My son. I wrap my arms around him tighter, rocking him gently. This is my son. I kiss the side and top of his head.

I pull myself up straight, my back ramrod, as I try to give myself some false bravado. I try to get the words out. To tell her that I am okay, but my tongue is heavy, and the words refuse to leave my mouth. She gently pats my shoulders. “I understand. Go and take a seat. It looks like your son needs a shoulder to lean on right now. You can be each other’s anchor.” I do the only thing I can. I nod my head before leaving. I get to Gunner and sit next to him before pulling him onto my lap. We hug each other, holding on to one another.

"She's taking us to court, Wyatt. She's trying to take our son away from us." Wyatt sat down next to me on the couch and put his arm around me. "We won't let that happen. We'll fight for him with everything we have." I'm grateful that Wyatt is here, which lightens my heart, even if just a little. It's a good thing I told him about this, or else I wouldn't know what to do. I don't know how I would have faced this alone. I'm thankful that Wyatt is with me. I nodded, appreciating Wyatt's support. "I just can't believe this is happening. We love him so much, and he loves us. How could she even think about taking him away?"

Confident in her righteousness, the socialite declared, “Now that your son has hit someone, you think it’s over just like that? If your son does not get expelled today, I will not let this go!” Her glaring eyes showed she would be troublesome to deal with. Seeing her son still crying, she comforted him, “Son, don’t be afraid, Mom’s got your back! We’ll get this little brat sent right back home!” Hank sobbed and mumbled a response.

the Don replied, his gaze unwavering. “If you’re worried about what my son will think, then consider this…sometimes, protecting him means doing what’s necessary, not what’s easy.” He paused, his tone shifting slightly. “I know my son. He has this… need to carry every burden alone. It has never ended well for him. I am using this chance to bond with you, as my son’s lover. I need to make you strong enough to stand by his side.” He gave Julian’s shoulder a firm pat and left the room.

I raise her hand, making me stop walking. “No, no. Granny West was praying for your success at your first board meeting. I can't let you delay anything at work. I will go instead…” She paused as her eyes dropped on Jason. “And I will take him with me” “No,” I disagreed strongly, remembering the raw hatred I saw in Liam's eyes. “It's better that my son stays with the security men. They are nicer,” “That is not proper…” “It's better that way," I told her, but she wasn't happy about that.

He knows how to pull his strings so well that he will never get into custody but that does not mean that his reputation will be destroyed without repair. “Siding with him was a huge mistake. I wish you both luck.” I whisper back to her before walking past her. As I sit on my chair. Dad leans over to whisper to me, “You are not going to win this, son. Come back to your senses before it's too late. You are alone. You have no support.” I scoff at his words.