All Chapters of Falling For My Ex-Convict Father-In-Law: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter One: The heavy silence of betrayal.

PrologueAmanda povAmanda was numb as she walked into the private visitor’s section. It was a complete eyesore to be honest; the benches were almost falling apart _unhinged from the nails that once held them together. The table was filled with crawling ants and evidence of a possible termite infection.The paint on the walls, which she thought was once white –or blue-or gray. At that point, no one could tell. The open area was surrounded by prisoners in orange. Their gloomy expressions a far cry from the vibrant orange hue: Most were in tears and others were overtaken with the feeling of loss and yearning caused by months apart from their loved ones _who they only got to see for 30 minutes. Others were held in high concentration, carving the faces of their lovers in their memory probably to keep them company till the next time they got a chance to meet again. Unlike the other prisons, that would only be for another year.Yeah, she was in the shit hole of prisons if one had ever heard

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Chapter Two :Mind Games.

Amanda POV.Amanda pretended to look away, embarrassed now that her future father-in-law caught her staring. She turned her back away from them. The woman, finally noticing someone else in the room, hurriedly got off her knees and picked up her trousers. She was completely flustered and couldn’t run out of there any faster. Her footsteps echoed down the corridor, leaving behind the weight of what had just happened . Amanda stood frozen, her fingers gripping the ends of her t-shirt. Her cheeks burned, whether from shame, curiosity or something far more dangerous. She couldn’t tell. The silence stretched between them, taut as a wire. Amanda couldn’t bear to face Cyrus just yet, she was breathing heavily. The rise and fall of her chest betrayed her anxiety. “What the fuck just happened”!The sound of Cyrus cursing broke her trail of thoughts,“You had better have a damn good reason to have interrupted me during my lunch”.“Lunch? Was he serious?”She could feel Cyrus' eyes throwing dagg

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Chapter Three: The Hunt

Chapter ThreeCyrus PovThe color draining from her face gave Cyrus immense pleasure. He could hear her heart beating from where he stood. Somehow among the blaring sirens it was even louder, the rise and fall of her full breasts followed in the same rhythm.He was tired of the games. He didn’t send any bloody letter to anyone, and he was sure she wasn’t there because of some letter. No one knew he was alive, to the world he is a dead man. He didn’t exist, he was worse than a dead man. A dead man is remembered, the grief of his loved ones a burning candle keeping him alive even when he is long gone. Cyrus was non-existent. Dead was too merciful a term. So how could the dead then send letters? He didn’t know what her motive was, but he was sure of one thing: she wanted him. He saw it in her eyes when he was in the bliss of his blowjob, the innocence in her eyes corrupted with pure desire. It was such a turn on, watching her deny the arousal she felt. He wanted the security pass to his

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Chapter Four: Raw Desire

Amanda POVI can’t believe the son of a bitch locked me up in here, the initial desire and hunger she felt earlier was soon replaced with blind anger. What kind of sick game was he getting at? Why the hell didn’t she just stay home? What if Marcus starts searching for her? They were supposed to meet up for dinner. He probably tried reaching Layla by now and Layla was terrible at keeping secrets .she must have definitely cracked and told him the truth. Her heart was beating at an uncontrollable rate as the reality of what just happened started to dawn on her. The walls seemed to be closing in on her and the main source of all her problems stood there leaning at the iron clad door that sealed her fate with that dirty smirk on his face.“What the fuck did you just do!” she screamed at him heading towards the door with a determined stride. He moved out of the way watching her struggle for the door, hitting the prison door with all her might. She had to get out of her, the sirens were gett

Last Updated : 2025-05-06

Chapter Five: Sex Tool/Handcuffs?

CHAPTER FIVE.The kiss was a wildfire-untamed, all-consuming. Cyrus pulled her to the bed, underneath him. His body pressing against hers pinning her in place. His hands were rough, demanding, sliding under her shirt and cupping her large breasts, he growled clearly having no patience for taking off her t-shirt.“Damn, princess your breasts are a work of art” She moaned into his touch, his words sending a wave of her pleasure between her legs.“I want to see them bounce, when I take you from behind” He said pinching her nipples and his mouth right back to violating her lips.“This is wrong” She whispered in between the shallow breaths of pleasure to voice out. She didn’t want to do this, she was betraying Marcus but her conscience was saying something and her body was clearly not listening.“Yes baby, you are so wrong” His mouth left hers and went to her throat, nipping at her flesh.“But I did warn you about playing adult games” she gasped as he lifted her t-shirt, using it to cover

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Chapter Six: Just Fucked my son's Fiance,shit!

CHAPTER SIXIn less than a heartbeat he pulled her against the concrete wall of the cell pressing his arousal against her ass. He wrapped his hands around her hair, Amanda moaned softly“Still feel like teasing me?” he growled fisting her hair harderShe shakes her head in response the intensity of her lust stopping the words from coming out.A rough chuckle escaped him as he tried taking off his jumpsuit with this other hands. Which was quite a difficult task because he wasn’t left handed. Perhaps it was the buildup sexual frustration he had over the years, but the orange jumpsuit was gone in seconds. He pressed his hard manhood to her naked cheeks, teasing her entrance with it, rubbing it to the pool of wetness between her legs.“I want to fill all your holes”“I’m going to fuck you so hard , you won’t be able to walk out of here” He growled still teasing her ,oiling his dick with her liquids, watching her eyes rolled back ,gasping ,panting for him to take her.“Your parents should

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Chapter Seven: The Lies We Tell

Cyrus POVThe rage completely blinded my every thought, I thought back from the moment she walked in here. How could I have been so foolish? So moved by her pussy that I failed to see it. Being the greatest Heist legend, I couldn’t afford to be foolish. I never used my dick to make decisions yet I let the taste of a good pussy cloud my judgment. But I had to admit it was indeed a tasty ass pussy. But I need to clear my thoughts off her. I need to know what her plan was, what if she was sent here to kill him. How dare she wear the engagement ring of the only woman he had ever loved? How dare she desecrate it with her filthy hands? He needed answers or he was going to kill her without batting an eyelash. He didn’t have the tolerance for liars and she was a conniving, manipulative lying slut. He applied pressure on the cuffs, the waft of her arousal on the cuffs, he used to fuck her almost making him lose his focus. It was poetic justice he thought, the same cuffs he used to fuck her,

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Chapter Eight:The confrontation

The air in the cramped prison cell was suffocating, thick with tension and unspoken truths. Amanda leaned against the cold stone wall, her heart pounding as she processed the weight of her actions. It came flooding towards her like waves in a bad weather. Cyrus stood tall, arms crossed, a smirk of defiance on his face as he faced his son, Marcus.Marcus strode in, a cocky grin plastered on his face. The moment his gaze landed on Cyrus, the atmosphere crackled with animosity.“Get away from her,” Marcus said, his tone dripping with disdain.Cyrus’s smirk widened. “And what? You think you can just waltz in here like you own the place? After framing me?""Locking me in this hell hole for 10 years" Cyrus growled “Framed you?” Marcus laughed, a sharp, mocking sound. “You’re still playing the victim card? Pathetic.”Marcus voice lowered in a menacingly, cold and devoid of every emotion.“You killed my mother in cold blood, you deserve to rot in here till you die” he seethedAmanda’s heart

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Chapter Nine: Behind the mask

Amanda was uneasy the entire ride, she couldn’t get over the events that occurred in the last 24 hrs. It felt like it had happened in days. She couldn’t get the deadly look on Cyrus’s face off her mind nor the words he said to Marcus. A promise of vengeance, a promise of what is to come. The uneasy feeling was like a weight on her shoulders, heavier than the silence that enveloped her and Marcus in the car. She could feel him seething from his sit, his hands occasionally unfisting the steering wheel of the car. But she didn’t care, he had lied to her.That was rich coming from her, considering the fact that she just fucked his father. The guilt over whelmed her internal turmoil and she spared a glance at Marcus , checking to see if somehow he could read the dark secrets she harbored in her mind. The images of losing her virginity in jail, attacked her, she could still feel the cold shiver of the handcuffs Cyrus used to fuck her. But the cold quickly ex

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