Tony Stark And Peter Parker Fanfiction Father/son Romane & Geschichten

He knew that she was the one who told his father about this. "Father, I am a grown up and I think that I can do whatever I want. I don't need you telling me what I can do and what I can't do. For the record, you are already retired and I have done a better job with the mafia organization more than you had ever done in your life. I don't think that you get to tell me what I can and can't do!" He said coldly. Peter glared at his son when he heard this. "Have you lost your mind? What makes you think that you can talk to me your father in that manner?" He asked.

Never in my life have I ever dreamt that someday my father would want me married off to a mafia gang leader, never in my life have I thought that it would be a crime for me to get married to someone I actually love, Peter is the man my heart desires, he is the one I love with all of me, he is the one I want to get married to someday in my lifetime, I want to always have his hand to hold and live happily with him, I want to carry Peter child, I want him to be the father of my children, in my sight, no man is as perfect as Peter. I know how mad Peter would feel when he eventually hears this whole drama that is currently going on, I know he will be so hurt, I already promised to give him my vir

Peter looked genuinely startled “what the hell are you talking about? I have not seen your son. What would I be doing with a kid? “ “Wrong answer, I know that you have him. You have kidnapped him from Disney land and I want him now! “I yelled trying to intimidate him but the man fucking maintained his answer. I was so sure that it was him but now his straightforward answer baffled me. I pushed the gun deep in to his skin and I could already see the blood coming out. Peter produced a slight chuckle as he mumbled “Adrian, you’ve got the wrong person. I don’t even like kids. Why would I take your child? if I have an issue with you, I ‘ll come to you directly. You know that, Adrian “ Peter has a

“I know, and that gives me so much joy. I can’t imagine how I’d be without you around. Ace is busy. His father is busy. I’d be on their tails nagging all day if you weren’t here. So thank you, Ivanna. Really. I feel blessed to have you.” We stayed silent for a while, and then I popped in a question. “I’ve never met this close friend of his, the one he’s always out with. Is he a member of the pack?” “Sure. It’s his Beta, Peter, Draven’s Father. They’ve been buddies since middle school. And had gladly left the responsibilities of the pack to their sons.” Wow! I didn’t know Draven still had a father. We were not close, and I never asked my mate.

He's the spitting image of Valentine. The alpha from my hometown, Parker, and his father, who was alpha before him, were much more reserved and chill. Alpha Jared, Parker's dad, was a straight-up py. Parker, though laid-back and chill, was freakishly f**g strong and incredibly smart. His relaxed personality paired perfectly with his mate's headstrong ass.

Pulling me closer, he breathed me in as if he needed it like he needed his next breath. "Tell him to go away, Sofia. Tell him to leave. I don't want to see his face." He hated him. He hated his father. But why? Was Sinister the reason behind his hatred for criminals? I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Sinister Petrosyan was his father. "He will leave. But please, calm down. You're scaring me," I mumbled, running my hand through his midnight strands to soothe him. "I knew you would be good for my son," Sinister, who was silently watching us till now, spoke.

**Olivia's POV** "We shouldn't have told him that way," Peter sighs. "Uncle Justin isn't doing well with all this." "And who is?" "Olivia, you understand me. It's his father." "Peter..." I place the bandage over the wound, finishing the little treatment I did on him. "We did the right thing." "I thought I'd never see you again," he says, holding me close. "Spare me the details of how scared you were."

“Stop that nonsense, Jeremy. Those men are high-valued leaders. They don’t have time for childish threats. The earlier you let the past sleep, the better. I can help find this stalker, but you don’t have to involve the lords. You will regret it.” Oh. He just reminded me why we were never friends—never could be. I was disappointed in my father again, maybe for the hundredth time in years. I let out a humorless laugh. “Right. High-valued men. The type that made me wrap my mouth around him. The type that was chasing after a boy with gifts just to satiate his sickening fetish— a boy he is older than with more than twenty years age gap. Very high-valued indeed.” Stark sarcasm dripped from my tone

To his father. Everything slowed down. Lucian’s expression didn’t change. He didn’t blink. He didn’t smile. He just stared. Adrian turned to face him. Their eyes met. They didn’t speak at first. They just stared at each other. Alpha to Alpha. Father to son. Predator to predator. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even think straight. I was sitting there like a deer caught in the headlights of two massive black cars speeding at full force toward each other and I was in the middle of the road.

Alexander Brussel, he sent that man to spy on him! His father!..And the motived was that, he didn't trust them as tourists is his land. Alexander wants to know if they really are just businessmen. It all started when their eyes met at the restaurant. It was just a silent encounter, but the man was quickly interested in their whereabouts. Alexander might have left the mafia but he remains vigilant. And right at this very moment, Axel thought that his father must have already known about what he did to his spy. He wondered how does his old man would retaliate? With the help of the local police? Or all on his own. Axel just started a silent war with him by what he did to his minion, that is for