The Senators Son Novels & Stories

Before Felix could check the suit he was wearing, the door opened and a little angel who had worn a suit made by a professional tailor in just one night smiled at him. "Daddy." Sean called out and walked towards his well-groomed daddy. Felix gave him a big smile in return and immediately asked his son to come closer and then he took him in his arms, "What a handsome boy father." God, Felix never believed he could be that happy. To have such a wonderful son and soon he would have the woman he wanted so badly. "Handsome like Daddy," Sean replied, seemingly teasing his father who was indeed looking extraordinarily handsome at that moment.

“I’d like this to take place with as little fuss as possible, so come alone. Get your boy, and then you and I will talk.” “Okay …” “In those twenty minutes, I’m sure your guys will run a check on me. I assure you, no matter what, you’ll be able to leave here with your son, both of you unharmed.” I hear him draw in a sharp breath. “You’re Senator Paul Bennet’s son. How did you just happen to find out about my boy?” “I’ll explain everything when you get here, Mr. Petrosky. Here, talk to your son.”

"Yes, please. The Mallerton thing tonight and then we leave in the morning for Somerset. We'll drive back Monday evening." "I'll see to it. Should be no problem." As Frances left I picked up the Los Angeles Times and looked up the article about the senator. I wanted to be sick. The slippery serpent failed to mention how his precious son was stop-lossed just recently, but that was no surprise. I wondered what the son really thought of the father. I could only imagine the dysfunction in that family, and it wasn't a bit nice.

The only voices I could recognize were Judith's and my father's. I can hear a few words as soon as I reach the stairs. "We can fight him together, if only your daughter agrees. If she decides to marry my son, we will help you with Carrington. He's a terrorist." I could tell it was Senator Jackson. I sigh. "He still hasn't given up?" I whisper to myself. I listen some more, but I get impatient and I rush down the stairs. "Senator, how pleasant it is to see you again, but I must tell you something; I will not be getting engaged to your son."

The man shook his head, chuckling to himself before allowing Sydney to lead him out of the room. "That was intense", the senator mumbled as the door shut closing in on the two of us. I just wanted to go home. "Are the two of you truly..?", The senator trailed off. "No", I said abruptly, sitting down to take in a deep breath. I was tired, down to my bones tired. "The vampire said something about your father", the senator talked with his hands again. "Who was he?" "It's none of your business", I said coolly, staring into space. I could feel my head begin to ache and my jaw panged with a throb.

He offered me a ride to Avalon's University, and he's Senator Jerry's first son, Shadrack Edward. As soon as the message showed sent, Helen's phone rang aloud, and it was her older brother, Patrick, calling her.

Katherine speaks, her voice soft. "Not as bad as it looks?" The Senator clenches his fist again. This dude seriously needs to do some meditation or some weed or something. Like, whoo-sah, man. If he weren't talking, I wouldn't believe he was even taking a breath. "Tell me, how exactly do you think it looks for the daughter of a United States Senator to be on the front page of the newspaper, directing her middle finger at the son of his fiancé?" Probably better than for the headline to read Senator's children fuck around, I think. But I hold my tongue. Mentally, I congratulate myself for my superb act of self-control.

I smiled when he said that. “I'm not saying you're old, Marcos. I'm just curious.” “I know, miss. I've been working with Mr. Lorenzo for two and a half years.” “Hum ... So, you know the family well, don't you?” “Yes.” “What do you tell me about his son?” “He's a good boy.” “Good boy? I know ... What else?” “What do you want to know?” “Nothing.” “OK.” “How old are you, Marcos?” “Twenty-six.”

Alden answered with a sad face. Antonio smiled; he realized that his son had indeed had a crush on Alesha for a long time, and this was not just because Alden wanted to be responsible for what he had done, but this time his heart had also taken part in it. "Just pray. I hope Alesha can accept you. The most important thing is that your responsibility to Alvin should not be neglected." Antoni gave advice and a message for his son; however, now Alden's focus is on Alvin.

Her blood red lips are spread into a wide open smile that leaves her veneers on display. I fight the urge to roll my eyes. “Was that Julian across I just saw leaving so angrily?” She asks, catwalking towards my desk. “You know him?” She laughs. “Know him?” Her chest bounces with every step. Does she have no clue how irritating her antics are? Or does she get off from constantly embarrassing herself. “That’s Senator Jubril Cross’ son. And he’s the last person in the country you want on your bad side. He has a reputation, you know?”