One Night Stand, Eight Surprises: Pampered by My CEO Husband --- - Chapter 181: Chapter 181
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It started with a question.
Zane, kicking a soccer ball through the backyard, asked casually, “Dad, what would you do if someone tried to scam me out of money?”
Damien turned from the grill and stared at him.
“I’d teach you to make sure they never could.”
And just like that, Damien’s Dojo was born.
They cleared the garage.
Hung old photos of Damien in his younger, fiercer days—military medals, leadership retreats, finance seminars.
A makeshift chalkboard was nailed to the wall, and every Sunday became a lesson.
Not about school.
About life.
First came finances.
“What’s your net worth?” Damien asked.
Zane blinked. “Uh… I have an allowance.”
“And a phone, and clothes, and equity in this house. Net worth is more than cash. It’s value. Learn yours.”
He broke down budgets, taxes, compounding interest, investment basics.
Aiden, who once thought money was just something you had or didn’t, took notes like gospel.
Then came protection.
Damien brought out boxing gloves.
Not to teach violence.
To teach awareness.
“When someone grabs you by the collar, what do you do?”
Julian deadpanned, “Tell them I’m emotionally unavailable?”
Laughter.
But then seriousness.
Damien taught self-defense, but more than that—how to de-escalate. How to walk away. How to protect someone else.
“Strength isn’t domination,” he said. “It’s the choice not to use power when you don’t need to.”
Then came honor.
“Every man is tempted. By ego. Lust. Fear. Arrogance. What defines you is not the temptation—but your response.”
He gave each of them a journal.
“Every time you make a choice, write the why. You’ll start seeing your soul in patterns.”
The final lesson was choice.
They played a simulation game Damien designed himself—each brother had a path with dilemmas.
Zane had to choose between fame and authenticity.
Julian had to choose between protecting a sibling or telling the truth.
Aiden had to choose between comfort and calling.
They debated. Laughed. Argued. Even cried.
Then Damien ended with this:
“The only thing I ever feared more than failure… was raising sons who didn’t know who they were.”
Silence.
Then Zane hugged him.
Then Aiden.
Then Julian.
That night, they gifted him a plaque: Damien’s Dojo – For the Battles That Matter Most.
He hung it on the garage wall.
Next to it, he added their journal entries.
Because this wasn’t just his legacy.
It was theirs.
Sons who would walk out into the world—not perfect.
But equipped.
And deeply, unmistakably—loved.
Zane, kicking a soccer ball through the backyard, asked casually, “Dad, what would you do if someone tried to scam me out of money?”
Damien turned from the grill and stared at him.
“I’d teach you to make sure they never could.”
And just like that, Damien’s Dojo was born.
They cleared the garage.
Hung old photos of Damien in his younger, fiercer days—military medals, leadership retreats, finance seminars.
A makeshift chalkboard was nailed to the wall, and every Sunday became a lesson.
Not about school.
About life.
First came finances.
“What’s your net worth?” Damien asked.
Zane blinked. “Uh… I have an allowance.”
“And a phone, and clothes, and equity in this house. Net worth is more than cash. It’s value. Learn yours.”
He broke down budgets, taxes, compounding interest, investment basics.
Aiden, who once thought money was just something you had or didn’t, took notes like gospel.
Then came protection.
Damien brought out boxing gloves.
Not to teach violence.
To teach awareness.
“When someone grabs you by the collar, what do you do?”
Julian deadpanned, “Tell them I’m emotionally unavailable?”
Laughter.
But then seriousness.
Damien taught self-defense, but more than that—how to de-escalate. How to walk away. How to protect someone else.
“Strength isn’t domination,” he said. “It’s the choice not to use power when you don’t need to.”
Then came honor.
“Every man is tempted. By ego. Lust. Fear. Arrogance. What defines you is not the temptation—but your response.”
He gave each of them a journal.
“Every time you make a choice, write the why. You’ll start seeing your soul in patterns.”
The final lesson was choice.
They played a simulation game Damien designed himself—each brother had a path with dilemmas.
Zane had to choose between fame and authenticity.
Julian had to choose between protecting a sibling or telling the truth.
Aiden had to choose between comfort and calling.
They debated. Laughed. Argued. Even cried.
Then Damien ended with this:
“The only thing I ever feared more than failure… was raising sons who didn’t know who they were.”
Silence.
Then Zane hugged him.
Then Aiden.
Then Julian.
That night, they gifted him a plaque: Damien’s Dojo – For the Battles That Matter Most.
He hung it on the garage wall.
Next to it, he added their journal entries.
Because this wasn’t just his legacy.
It was theirs.
Sons who would walk out into the world—not perfect.
But equipped.
And deeply, unmistakably—loved.
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