Cerita Ngentot Keluarga Novels & Stories

Their faces twisted in confusion, anxiety flickering in their eyes. Whenever they wanted me to give something up, they’d slap me with one hand and offer candy with the other. It never failed to work. All they had to do was take the first step and reach out, and I’d cave every time. This time, no one was on the other end of the call, eagerly calling them “Mom” and “Dad.” “Honey, Laura’s not exactly the sharpest at work, so why do you keep spoiling her? When we’re gone, she’ll burn through the family’s fortune in no time.

"Lord Malcolm is now engaged to Ms. Seraphine, yet he still acts so irresponsibly." "How many responsible men are there in the Entes family?" Curtis's tone dripped with sarcasm when discussing this topic. Carol nodded in agreement. It was true that over the years, the Entes family members had been the subject of many scandals due to their reckless behavior. Inside, Bianca was seated on the sofa, having returned earlier than usual today. Seeing her exhausted expression, Curtis exchanged a glance with Carol before she headed toward the dining room with a food box in hand. When Bianca looked up and saw Curtis, her expression softened slightly.

The cottage belonged to my mother's family and was offered to us out of pity after my father lost all we had to gambling, booze, and fast women. Per my father, the story my relatives received wasn't the truth. A bundle of desperate lies, naturally of course, concocted by my bastard father, claiming an accidental fire burned our home in Scotland to the ground, as my mother explained when we showed up one cold, rainy night unannounced on my grandparent's doorstep. We were all filthy, our clothes tattered, starving, and without a single shilling among us.

… Since the incident at the party three days ago, even those who had not attended had heard about what happened. The situation with Penny's peculiar parents also became a topic of much discussion. The disdain toward her within the social circle was severe. "Her mother used to be in that line of service, only quitting to marry someone after giving up her past. Her dad has even been to prison, and her brother is still in jail. Tsk tsk, it's like the whole family is made up of criminals." "People from inferior families only produce inferior genes. Has Caleb been bewitched by her? Otherwise, why would he choose a woman of such origins?"

He thrashed on the bed, trying to sit up, sweeping everything within reach onto the floor. "The Ritualist," he rasped. "Where is the Ritualist? Why wasn't it you who got hurt?!" "He ran," I said calmly, pulling the blanket back into place. "But I helped you report him. The police already caught him. He's a fraud. A professional con artist who targets rich people." I met his eyes. "Especially rich people with no conscience. He's scammed over 20,000,000 dollars in total. You'll probably see each other in Hell."

Kemal: Bimantara? Yeah, just like that. No extra fluff needed. Kerokero: Bimantara cut ties with the Wibowo family. "Huh?" Jeruk: Word is that the Wibowo daughter hurt Mr. Adam's great-grandson. Serangga: Oh, a great-grandson? Kemal: Bimantara has a new family member? Who got married? Kerokero: Dunno. Jeruk: Just heard the rumor. Kerokero: Yeah. No further details.

She chuckled halfheartedly, concealing her ‘not so subtle’ forced smile. As I sense she won’t continue her stories, I shrugged. “Well, my family isn’t any good. My dad had an affair with his secretary. He even has the guts to divorce mom, just to marry his mistress.” Rosie doesn’t have to feel any less of her family because mine is just as worse. Rosie’s eyes widen as I stated it casually. As if it hits her, she knitted her eyebrow. “Is it safe to say that we both have a broken family?”

Two months ago, I went back to my hometown for my grandmother’s funeral. He said he had work to do, so he did not come with me. Because of him, my entire family said that I was ruthless. It seemed he had not been busy with work. Instead, he was sleeping with Penny. “Then… you should save her…” Jared hesitated. I was disgusted by the two of them. Since he wanted a child, I would not let him have his way. I immediately flipped through Penny’s phone. I found a photo of her pregnancy test report.

"Don't blame Connie, Mom. It's my fault. I have caused you so much trouble. I shouldn't have taken the coat from her…" Before she finished, Dad grabbed me and slammed me to the ground. He roared, "A cold-blooded thing like you doesn't deserve to live in this loving family!" I cried and begged him to stop. But the more I cried, the more he was convinced that I felt no remorse. His claws landed harder and harder. Mom and Nathan stood at a distance, their faces indifferent. It was as if I weren't part of the family, just a filthy rogue they didn't recognize.

At the same time, a system prompt sounded in my mind. [Condition 1 met. Reclamation of your mother's dance talent initiated.] My father, who had just finished a work call, came in through the door and frowned when he saw the state I was in. "What happened here?" I strained to speak with my last bit of strength, "Dad... save me... please spend some money to treat my injury..." Before I chose to stay in this world, my father was just a laborer who worked at construction sites during the day and cleaned toilets at night to support his family.