Uncle Samsonite X Mr Dad Novels & Stories

It was already dusk when they left the hospital. Andrew promised Sheila that he would come the next day to see her. "Dad! Let's eat dinner out today," Andrew, who seemed to be in the best of mood, said to his dad. Jake hummed in response to his son's request, almost halfheartedly. Andrew grinned in delight, and then turned to Maddie who was sitting right beside him in the car, at the backseat, whereas his father was sitting in the front with the driver. They were riding in a black Mercedes-Maybach S580 with a similar car but grey in colour in front of them and an SUV behind them, both containing the Conat's bodyguards.

"Hello, sonny! How are you doing?" "I am doing great and you?" "Oh! I am okay, just a bit pooped and needs some rest." (Um! Dad, this is Sam, my friend, he was the celebrant.) "Ah! The Tega's boy, am I correct?" "Yes, you are, Mr. Enzo." "Happy birthday son." "Thank you." (Um! Dad, he understands French; he was the best in French classes back in high school.) "Son of a gun!"

"All my father care about is my elder brother... Currently he's in London for his studies and my dad doesn't care for I and my sisters, could you imagine he deprived me of my right of his Empire. Just imagine, what kind of dad would do such to a son just because of a little mistake, it wasn't intentional that I had transferred billion out of sheer mistake. Stress was overdue on me and I had transferred billions into the wrong hand. Father was now like, I had rendered the Empire hopeless and make them go bankruptcy. How is that my fault, huh? All he tells Lizzy is that my elder brother is good.. he's good... he's great__ So what? He opened his business and he's tremendously progressing... and

"We haven't met yet, but I'm Noah's dad, Barron Samuels." Realization dawned upon me. "Oh, hello, Mr Samuels." I nodded at him. "Hey, listen. I'm really sorry for my wife's behavior," he said, guilt overpowering his expression. "She's a bit tired from the journey, so..." "That's alright. Don't worry." I sent him a smile. He seemed like a good person, and possessed a lot of resemblance to his son. I supposed Noah really took after his dad, and somehow I was grateful for that.

Ivy and I have been friends for the longest, sharing wo and together. I stared at the call for long and as much as I wanted to know why she was calling at this early hour, I also wanted to know why the hell I was dreaming about my best friend’s dad. Mr. Lucan Cyrus. The coldest and most dangerous man to ever walk the surface of this earth. He is a business tycoon, one with the largest literature firm in the whole of America. I hate him. I have never liked him, and trust me, I still find it pretty hard to gush over a man like him.

Enjoy his daughter's young cunt as long as he could. "Your daughter loves dick and she always will," Sam shot back, slamming into her ass even harder, his balls slapping against her. "Accept it, dad. We'll disappear. Your reputation will stay safe. It's okay." Then to Lucy, he said, "It's okay, baby. Enjoy those dicks fucking you. Be happy."

He looked like a man who was winning his war. As the front door closed, Finn looked up from his pancakes. "Mommy, is Uncle Eric going to be my new Daddy?" The question hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been dreading this. How do you explain the complexities of the past to a five-year-old? "Do you want him to be your daddy?" I asked, gauging his reaction. "I like Uncle Eric. I wouldn't mind," he said simply, taking a big bite of food. I took a deep breath. "Finn... Uncle Eric is your father. He’s the one who put you in Mommy’s tummy-tum-tum."

"But fear not, dear, I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to catch up later." With that final barb, he swept out of the room, leaving behind an oppressive silence that hung heavy in the air. As the echo of his footsteps faded into the distance, I turned to Amelia, a storm of emotions swirling within me. Amelia’s eyes bore into mine, her brow furrowed with concern as she sought answers in my gaze. "What happened? And where's Dad?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.

" Samar?? Why are you asking this all of a sudden? " " Just like that.... tell me now.." " Samar is a very nice man, easy to talk to, a successful lawyer, independent, dependable, friendly and lively. " " You really think so ?? " Uncle asked me with a smile. " Yes... Why uncle?? " I looked at uncle he was grinning like anything and when I did not get any answer I looked at Samar he smiled and shrugged as he was also looking at his dad with surprise. Then I looked at Sagar and he was so furious that I was scared...