Novel & Cerita Father I Won't Do Anything Novel

“So what, don’t touch her? Easy. Done. I won’t lay a hand on your foreigner. But you and I both know, she’ll break before I ever touch her. I won’t even need to lift a finger.” My father raises his hand. “Stop talking over me, the two of you.” He says, flat, but the authority lands all the same. “I’m still here.” Then he levels his gaze at me, those yellowing eyes, his skin papery and dull. Liver failure. He thinks I don’t know. Thinks he’s still untouchable. “Son,” he begins, “marriage in the Drognov family isn’t something you do willy-nilly.”

“Do you even know what kind of man Alex Newman is? You’re playing with fire, son. He won’t take kindly to someone using his daughter for their gain.” “I’m not afraid of Alex Newman,” I replied coolly. “I know what I’m doing.” My mother placed a hand on my father's arm, trying to calm him down. “Noah, maybe—” “Maybe nothing!” my father snapped, turning to her. “This is madness, and you know it!” I let them argue for a moment before cutting in. “Look, I’m not asking for your approval. I’m telling you what’s going to happen. I’ll handle Alex Newman, his daughter, and everything else. You two just sit back and let me fix this mess.”

My breath caught, my chest tightening as the reality settled in fully, impossibly, making everything feel like it was moving beneath me. His father. I slept with my fiancé’s father. This couldn’t be real. The dizziness came fast, overwhelming, and I instinctively held onto Ryan, my fingers gripping him tightly, because I was certain that if I let go, I would collapse right there in front of everyone. “No, we haven’t met,” his father said calmly. His gaze never leaving mine. “Nice to meet you, Elara.”

No, nova become more audacious and she asked the gentleman to leave and take this extravagant gifts along with him. "Whoa, that was rude". Anna said, she couldn't even allow Nova's mother to speak to her daughter.. " Rude, do you think I want to marry a stranger?". Nova faced her.. " And do you think I'd sell you?". Her mother answered her. " Sell me, you haven't been good to me for a while now , and how come Orion and I don't have the same father, who did you sleep with!". Nova's arrogance earned her a slap on the face by her mother..

"I am the man in charge here, and I will do what I please! The woman stays locked up there! And she will do so until she agrees to marry me! And when she does, I will have my wife back! End of story!!" Gio smiled incredulously at his father. The Don had gone crazy. Then, he stood to his feet and said, before walking out, "And when this whole thing spirals into an all out war because of your adamancy, believe you me, Father, I will not go down with your ship.. End of story.."

His nostrils flared, a dark shadow settling into his face. “I don’t care about father, and he knows that. You know why?” He leaned lower until he was staring at me. God I wished they’d stop doing that because they got too close for comfort. Too close I could see their ugly souls right through their crazy eyes. “Because I am the best thing that has ever happened to the Bratva. Father is old and tired. Even his methods are old, just like him. The Bratva needs a new ruler and even his own people are well aware of that. So no, your grace, I do not fucking care about what Father has to say.” I eyed him for a minute longer, my molars working in grinding the chunk of the granola inside my mouth.

Still and all, father appears unbothered, which makes my blood congeal in anger. Through the untamed noises, father speaks, “Don’t underestimate my intelligence, Allen. I know you’re mad because I made your mate the ultimate sacrifice.” “Ultimate sacrifice?!” Frank growls. Frank then aggressively slides his arm through the gaps of the gates in an attempt to grab father. But since father is standing quite far from the gates, he fails to do what he intended to do.

His lips curled in disgust at the mention of the moron. I sighed hating the fact that Owen and father never got along. “I'm fine, daddy, and Owen's not a moron,” I answered sitting on the table. “Did you take down the news?” I asked, trying to place the words written on the book. Father nodded, turning to the next page. “I took it down, but you can't shut people's mouths and minds. They know and they'll talk,” he said, still focused on the book. “That's nice. It's the truth anyways.”

“Do I have to pretend to be nice to you when I don't even like you as a person? you make me sick to the stomach and I want nothing to do with you, if you must know what I want is for you to just disappear and never come back here ever again, but then that will not be possible until I get the DNA results and shove it right up to your face, that way you will realize that you made a very big mistake by coming here and insinuating that I am the father of that bastard that you came with” “ He is human you know, and even if it turns out not to be your son, do you really have to call him a bastard as though he means nothing to you” “ You are insane, do you think this boy means something to me? Wh

He runs over and hugs me tightly. “You’re not a nuisance,” he whispers in my ear. “Dear Father, thank you for what you did today, but it doesn’t change anything. You’re still a bad father, and I still find it hard to call you ‘Father.’ I hope you won’t stay there for too long. Your wife and son need you.” Yours truly, Phoebe Meyers *****