The Senators Son Novels & Stories

"Marianne is a good friend, and I respect her, but I don’t see her that way." "So, what is it exactly that is between the two of you? Are you having fun with my daughter?" I sit up and look at him with a straight face. I won't have my reputation tarnished because of an over-clingy person. "Senator, I know that you are aware of the ploys that your daughter is pulling and you know that I am not that kind of man. If anything, your daughter is trying so much to get herself attached to me. She knows, and I have explained to her that I am not interested in her romantically. If I need sex, I know where I can easily get it with no judgment. I won't ruin my reputation by messing around with a dignita

the senator began, his voice dangerously calm, “I don’t think you quite understand the gravity of the situation.” James crossed his arms, masking his unease with a casual shrug. “I get it, Dad. You want the Montgomerys on our side. We’re going through this marriage, I’m keeping up appearances—” “It’s not just about appearances!” Senator Reynolds barked, cutting him off sharply. He exhaled, reigning in his temper, though his knuckles whitened as he gripped the edge of the desk. “It’s about securing the future of this family. Our name. Our legacy.”

“Can you at least look like you're not being forced?” “I am being forced,” I said dryly. Her fingers dug into my sleeve. She smiled wider. Of course, it was all shades of fake. “Senator or not, you’re still my son. Behave like it.” We stopped in front of a cluster of old men. They looked like they would die of unhealthy living anytime soon. “Good evening, gentlemen,” she began. “You all remember my son. Lucas. Newly sworn in.” They all turned to me at once, eyes sharp and weighing. My father stood behind them with his signature proud-but-distant expression, the kind of act he pulled when he wanted to look like he was not mom's toy.

One of them was Zac, Veronica's uncle, who always moves with Senator Noah and the other man was my father. I had totally forgotten they were friends and he too got invited to Senator Noah's dinner. Senator Noah's eyes landed on me and he gave me an award winning grin. “Ah, there's my future son - in - law, come over dear.” He approached me. “Your father said you would be late, so we decided to wait for you over some tea.” "Join us Son.” I watched the table with disinterest, yet managed to pass a polite nod to everyone present at the table.

“The senator’s security team is alive. They were Tased and zip tied. Medical is checking them out. We have a name and positive identification on your man.” “And,” Brack asked. “Leonard Tyler Cochran. Apparently his mother has worked in the senator’s household for years.” The name was a punch in my gut. I played with Leo as a child. Hell, when we were five years old, we planned to grow up and marry someday. Oh hell no, I thought as memories swamped me. “I married him.”

The year my daughter was born, I buried my identity as the queen of the Italian Mafia, stepped into the legitimate business world, and gave Emily the safe, ordinary childhood I had never been able to have. Along the way, I took in four boys who had nowhere else to go. I raised Jack, Alex, Daniel, and Ryan as my own sons. I gave them my home, my name, my connections, and eventually enough authority to become the four most powerful men inside Carter Group. Senior executives praised them constantly, calling them the future of the company. Even I thought their growing confidence was a good thing. After all, I had planned to give them far more than Carter Group someday. Then my daughter called me

My father looked over at me, his eyes narrowing slightly as he took in the quiet stress on my face. "Oliver, go wash your hands for dinner, please," my father said gently. "Grandpa needs to talk to your mom.” Oliver dragged his feet down the short hallway toward the bathroom, muttering quietly under his breath about his missed playdate. My father folded his newspaper and set it on the side table near his armchair. "Daisy. What's going on?" I stood near the entrance of the kitchen, lowering my voice so Oliver wouldn't hear through the thin bathroom door. "It's official, Dad. Maple Grove is the main stop on the Kingston Global Foundation tour"

"I'll tell what you want to know! Just please!!! Don't so that!" "Okay. First question. How did the Senator know about Speed's sister?" Drake held the knife just above the man's penis ready to make a slice if he didn't answer. "She was one of his playthings for a while. She was into pain and the Senator liked to give as much as she like to get." "Who did the deed with the Senator's wife and daughter?" "The Senator did his wife and had some low level guy shot the girl? He didn't know that it was the his family. He just did what he was told and then the Senator shot and killed him out in the woods by the safe house in Canada."

“Mommy's right. My dad's so cool~” … The father and son duo is now walking on the busy hallways of the University of Centriona. The father, Chase, looked attractive with his black suit and tie. The son, Eon, looked adorable with his neat uniform. Just by looking at his uniform, they can infer that the child is a young genius. The kid looked young and yet the uniform he was wearing is for the third-grade level. Chase and Eon arrived outside the lecture hall that was packed with students attending Rui's class.

He looked at Jax, then at Chloe, who was standing by the door with her head down. "You caused a security breach on my property, Jax," the Senator said. "You put my daughter in a state of distress." "I know, sir. It won't happen again. My father... he would be devastated to know our families were at odds over a lover’s quarrel." The mention of Jax’s father—the Miller money—did the trick. The Senator’s expression softened. Just a fraction.