All Chapters of My Mate's Father Wants Me : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

216 Chapters

1|At a nightclub

ELENA PETERS-Now, do you believe me?-The message written under those scandalous photos set my heart ablaze. I took another sip of my whiskey and the burning sensation in my throat strung up more tears to my eyes. Was it the whiskey or was it my bleeding heart?“Fill up my glass,” I slurred, pushing my empty glass forward.“Yes, Ma'am.” The bartender bowed. Again, I was back staring at the photos. Photos of my mate in briefs with my half-sister in panties, having fun in one of the five-star hotels here in our Pack. A few months ago, I got an anonymous message that my mate was cheating on me. It was the most ridiculous shit I've ever heard. And I immediately dismissed it as some unrealistic scam. Why not? Trent loves me to bits. He's been my mate for three years now and he's been the most romantic and the perfect gentleman to me. So why would he cheat? And even if he was cheating I'd feel it, right? Because of the mate bond. But I wasn't feeling anything. I got so upset that I

2|One-night stand

ELENA PETERSThe ride was silent. We haven't said a word to each other since we left the bar. My heart was thudding really loud and I deeply prayed he wasn't hearing all that chaotic sound. Glancing at him was a mistake because now, I'm staring at his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Oh, goddess. Holy goddess. Don't let me do this. I looked out of the window instead, trying to ease my racing heart. But then I realized this wasn't the route to my house. “Where are you taking me?” I half-panicked. “To my house,” the voice was excitingly deep. “Trent called. Said he wasn't gonna be home tonight. Whatever meeting he's having will take all night. So I figured you should spend the night at my place.”Tears blurred my vision at another harsh reminder of Trent's infidelity. I kept my eyes out the window, refusing to let him see my tears. “Why were you drinking, Elena? Did something happen to you?” What do you care?! “Nothing,” I replied dryly. I could never tell him that his supposed

3|A night at Father's

ELENA PETERSHearing my phone buzz had me frozen in a spot. But my heart dropped when I checked the caller ID and it wasn't the man I wanted it to be. It's been a week since the night we shared. It was certainly alcohol speaking when I told him I wouldn't regret what happened between us. Because I came home the next day and I bawled my eyes out. I never thought I'd do something as dirty as sleeping with another man aside from my mate. And worse, his father. The fact that I did made me feel so horrible. I hated him instantly and didn't wanna talk to him anymore. But that hate watered down into a burning longing and craving a few days later. I get endlessly tempted to call him, but when I pick up my phone, I lose the courage to. And he hasn't called me. We haven't seen each other either. That part left me more unsettled. Had me thinking he was either ignoring me or what we had didn't mean enough for him to keep in touch with me. Maybe to him, it was just a one-night stand; just so

4|Terrifying truth

ELENA PETERSEveryone else was having fun, chatting and drinking, but I hadn't spoken to anyone in the last twenty minutes or forty. I don't know. I wasn't checking.I was totally lost staring at the finest man if every other thing and every other person seemed not to matter anymore. Vince Walker. Dressed in a white tuxedo, hair sleek and in a small bun, classic shades, and real Italian white shoes, a million-worth watch around his wrist, and a couple of real gold around his fingers. He was a sexy mixture of thug and elegance and had effortlessly stolen my attention from the minute he graced the party with his presence. Beside him was Aunt Vanessa, Trent's mother, my mother-in-law. I've always loved her to bits but right now, I can't explain this vile feeling of jealousy that stirred up inside me seeing her latching onto him. I know it's crazy, and she has every right to stay next to him. She's his mate for fuck's sake. But I can't help it. Seeing Vince got me very nervous, and f

5|An invitation

ELENA PETERS My eyes were still fixed on Vince's phone. My heart was shaky, racing with millions of questions and emotions. “What is it?” Vince asked again. A dark edge tainting his voice. He still had the unhinged and hooded look in his eyes. I ignored him. He came closer to me. Making my breathing hitch. His cologne filled my nose. Intoxicating me with the intense scent. It made it harder for me to speak. “Did you see something terrifying in my phone?” I couldn’t answer that. It was all too much. His proximity. His beautiful eyes. The terrifying truth was that he could be behind the pictures and I might have been some pawn in his little game 'to lure me into his arms.' It made my mind fumble, and I didn't see his hand getting closer until he snatched the phone out of my grip. “I'll take it back.” He said mostly to himself. His eyes scanned the content on the phone. And he grew mute. But his expression did get more colder. “I’ll see you back at the party.” He said and tur

6|Mr. Anonymous

ELENA PETERS I sat in the taxi, lost in my thoughts. I didn’t know how I was going to handle being with Vince in his house. Especially after what had transpired between us.I had tried everything in my power to ensure I didn’t hop on this taxi to his house. But it was fruitless. Cause my father was hellbent on me coming over.I had tried having my stepmother speak to him. But she didn’t seem to care about my dilemma.I had offered to my father to let Tracy go. But he refused saying Vince asked for me. And it would be disrespectful if Tracy was the one who showed up.In the end, I was taking a taxi to his home.The small tap on my leg jolted me out of my thoughts. I whipped my head to look at the cause.And it was then I noticed that the taxi had stopped moving. And the tap was from the taxi driver.“We are at your proposed location.”I let out a tight smile. As my nervousness increased even more, I fisted my hands, trying to calm my raging heart. I am here. I am in Vince’s house. “

7|Terrifying confession

ELENA PETERSVince walked into the opulent living room. Ignoring my question. I followed him. Angered by his actions.He took a remote that was on the center table. And I watched as he pressed on it.And a vault appeared from the walls. And pictures of me were on full display.Pictures of me on my 18th birthday to my recent 21st birthday.It gave me the chills. Literally.How and why did he have my pictures? And How long had he been stalking me? And why?His intense gaze came into my confused and scared eyes.“I know this may seem overwhelming and shocking. But it answers part of your question. Which is the fact that I have been in love with you for a very long time, Elena.”I stared at him blankly, still in uttermost shock.“I have been from the moment I laid my eyes on you in the mating ceremony. Clad in that pink dress. With your hair falling down your back. And your bright eyes. It took everything in me to control myself and not kill my son when he was pronounced as your mate.”T

8|Craving her

VINCE WALKERI slammed my dick into Vanessa's creamy hole, enjoying the friction it gave me. Her moans were loud and strained with her ass to my face.I squeezed her ass cheeks harder and then swapped at it to move in rhythm to the way my dick slammed into her. Her face was on the pillow and her hands clutched the bedspread tightly. But she was riding my dick, just as I was slamming into her. But then her breathing got more labored and her hands trembled, indicating she was gonna cum soon. This would be her fourth orgasm. And yet, I somehow couldn’t reach mime.Maybe since the person I would instead be fucking was Elena.Oh, Elena… the thoughts of her made my dick hardened. Her beautiful face. Her body. Her lips.I hastened my pace in slamming into Vanessa. I could feel my sperm load building up. I was taken back to the night I fucked her. The night I tied her down. And took her shamelessly. I defiled all parts of her body.I slammed even harder into Vanessa. Her moans had increas

9|Disoriented

ELENA PETERS The fresh air that met my skin was chill and soothing.A dark contrast to how I felt on my inside.I was rested in the hammock. Looking at the beautiful sky. While my mind raced with thoughts of how my life had been.I slurped on the orange juice the maid had brought me a while ago.I did miss staying here. The fresh air. The beautiful maid service.Everything was perfect—the life of a princess. Living with Trent was also like living the princess's life. Except my mental health had taken a new stance.I was always alone and lonely because he was barely at home. And now, my insides are chaotic knowing he's cheating on me with Tracy. Compared to when I was at my father's house. I didn’t have to worry about anything.I just lived. And I was genuinely happy.“Elena?” My stepmother's voice brought me from my thoughts.She stood at the entrance of the terrace. I sat up immediately.“Mother.” She gave a warm smile.“I see you must be bored to death. Seeing as you're staring

10| Scandal

ELENA PETERSThe blaring sound infiltrating my ears made my head hurt.I opened my eyes and was greeted by the familiar structure of my childhood bedroom.I stretched, feeling the softness and warmth of the bed.My eyes went to the cause of the hurtful noise. It was my phone, ringing real loud.The call had ended though. I picked my phone up and saw it was Trent that had been calling me. He dropped ten messages and twenty missed calls.I squeezed my eyes tightly. Trying to erode the sleep in them.I also wondered why Trent was blowing up my phone this early.The phone began ringing again. And he was the one calling. I picked it up.“Hello?”“Elena, sweetie, are you alright?” His tone was urgent.More confusion filled my head. “Uhm. Yeah. What's going on?”“You don’t know?”“Know what?”“The news. Haven’t you seen the news?”The loud noise coming from outside my room caught my attention instantly, making me wonder what was going on. It seemed the TV was on.But why was it so loud? “I’

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