Who Is Sans Dad Novels & Stories

“I made your father who he was! I built the Vale empire! That fortune belongs to all of us, not just him. You think your father was a saint? He betrayed me! And now fate is giving me what’s mine.” “You mean fate is rewarding a vulture,” I snapped. “A thief waiting for his younger brother to die so he can pick at the bones he never helped build.” His mouth twisted. “And you? You’re nothing but a whore!” “Better than you who has never worked a day in his life! Tell me, what are your achievements? What's your company name?” I dared him. “Oh, I'm not a cheap thing like you, Sansa. The last time I checked,” he said with a sick smile, “you were whoring around town with different men. You can’t run

Besides, the aura surrounding him is so intense that even I don't feel like I should stand anywhere near the man. "Oh, my apologies, this is my buddy Sathanas, but we can call him Than since he's family. He's the father of the demon living inside your brother, which makes him your stepfather. Please be kind and accept him just as Lenox and I did." Dad slaps his hand on Than's shoulder while we stare at him like he's absolutely crazy.

"I'd like to use this opportunity to clarify some things. I, Talia Sanders, have nothing to do with the Sanders family of Asterville. I achieved what I did thanks to my mentors' guidance and the country's support. My success has nothing to do with the blood that runs through my veins. "As for the shares of Sanders Group," I said as I shot a mocking look at Dad. "You can keep them and use them during your senior years. Although, according to what I've heard, there's probably only about a day or two left before you'll be forced to declare bankruptcy." I turned around after I was done speaking, not bothering to spare them another glance. "Don't go, Talia! How can you be so cruel? I'm your fathe

HEER Suddenly dad laughs bitterly and stops before saying, "I can't believe you." "Because you don't want to," Sanam's reply came so fast. "You're right. I just don't want to believe you. Even if you touch the height of the sky, I will not give my daughter to you." I feel a pang of heartache when I hear him. Why doesn't my dad want to understand that Sanam has changed now?

I felt heat rising in my cheeks. “He’s so damn hot. He never looked twice at me. My brother said it was the bro code and no one on his crew would ever touch me. Caine isn’t bad either but he’s scary as shit. You never know what that guy is thinking. I don’t think we want to know.” “Dante? Family?” I reminded her. She rolled her eyes and her grin widened before turning serious. “His father is The Father if you know what I mean.” “I don’t.”

Most parents wanted to talk about their kids but Lily’s dad seemed not to want to talk to her at all. Just when she was losing hope of seeing him, the sound of a motorcycle shook the building. She watched the man getting off the huge black Harley looked like something from a bad dream. He was tall and wide, he walked with a lot of confidence, his dark hair was pulled back, and even from far away, she could see the tattoos on his arms like sleeves. "Are you the teacher?" His voice was rough as he approached which made her want to step back. "Ms. Vance," she said. She put her hand out with a fake smile. "Thank you for coming, Mr. Miller. Please, have a seat."

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

Dad shouts, his eyes red with fury. I have never seen my level headed dad so furious and resentful. And most importantly, the handsome demon's biography terrifies me. He's that Leonardo Cassano? And he didn't kill me when I slapped him in the morning? Did dad make a mistake? Impossible! Dad is a retired member of the secret service, the information must be correct. Besides, who else but the deadly Leonardo Cassano can afford such luxurious dowry worth billions of dollars? He sighs at that moment, drawing my attention.

"Um... Sure, but I still don't know who's speaking sir." "Ah, it's me, Rohan Suryavanshi. Vikrant's father." Sarita almost dropped her phone. Almost, but she thankfully didn't allow it to slip from her hand. How did he get her number? "Kalyani gave it to me." He answered her question. "Oh." She muttered. "What did you want to talk about sir?"

As my gaze focused on his face, I noticed the scar I had inflicted on him had already vanished, a clear indication that these bastards possessed formidable healing abilities. "Considering how you both advise me to give zero fucks about my dad's life, it seems like you've long abandoned your poor family to die all alone. Who knows, you might have even killed your own father," I chuckled, the bitterness seeping into my voice. "Fucking pieces of shit!" Matteo's jaw clenched tightly, his teeth grinding together in frustration. He appeared to be teetering on the edge of losing control.