Father In Law Novels & Stories

each word stabbed heavily, as if he was just moments away from dragging me out and punishing me myself. "Marky is too blind to see your true colors, but I am not. I am his father. And in this house, my word is law. If you want to be filthy, don't do it in front of me and don't do it under my roof!" "My Daddy Matthew is so angry..." I whispered, deliberately dripping malice into the word 'Daddy.' I looked him straight in the eye, devoid of any remorse. "If that's how you lecture you, it makes me want you to discipline me even more... punish me in bed, daddy. I am all yours…”

Instead, I could only think about how alive I had felt with him. But he's my father-in-law. Old enough to be my father. Oh, God. I'm fucked. Completely fucked.

The fucking bastard. But it wasn’t. It was worse. It was his father. Mr. Jonathan Blake. Billionaire. Silver hair. Black custom suit. Cufflinks that probably cost more than my soul. He was cold and tall and beautiful in a terrifying, movie villain kind of way. Sharp jawline. Piercing grey eyes. Broad shoulders and a voice that made you sit up straighter without meaning to. He was also fifty. And my future father-in-law. At least he was until thirty seconds ago.

Not only did he struggle to get hard, but even if he could get it up, he only lasted a few seconds. Sometimes, he couldn't even get it in. As time passed, I no longer expected anything from him at all. With nowhere to release my pent-up desires, I had no choice but to secretly rely on the toys I purchased online. Peter could also sense my growing indifference toward him, but he simply assumed I was just too tired out from caring for him. Thus, he suggested that we get his father, a farmer from the countryside, to come over and share the burden with me. The next afternoon, my father-in-law, Anthony Clarke, arrived by public transport. He showed up in a white shirt and a straw hat, looking eve

It was clear from the way he pulled me in that he didn’t want to let me go. “Let me introduce you to my son, Ethan Mason.” He said with a smile that made him look twenty years younger but I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. No. No. There’s no way the man I had a one night stand with is my husband’s father.

I hid my anger and asked calmly, "Have you not been able to satisfy your wife so far that you think she would come running to her father-in-law for getting fucked?" Aaron's face turned red, a mix of anger and humiliation as he spoke with contempt, "Don’t you feel any shame after seducing your son's wife?" "Aaron, you are crossing the line this time. You can't gather us in the middle of the night to spout such nonsense, he is your father, and you have to respect him no matter what," father scolded Aaron. That's what you have to tolerate for accepting a servant's son as your grandson.

he said, puffing another smoke to my face. I coughed and cried as I realized that the previous day was the deadline for us to send the money, which we haven't even gotten. "And from today, I will become your father-in-law. You need to stop crying already. My son wouldn't like a whimpering lady for a wife " Father-in-law, my son, Wife....were all I heard before I fell into a total blackout.

During the Luna choosing ceremony, Veyra's boyfriend ditches her, breaks their promise and chooses her best friend as his Luna and mate. In an attempt to get back at him, she hatches a plan; seduce his father. What starts as a dirty game of lust turns into love. Is there a chance for this forbidden relationship to bloom to something beautiful?

After marrying Cindy Chapman, I began working for her family's company. Initially, everyone mocked me behind my back for marrying into the family and leeching off them. However, I eventually relied on my own merit to establish a firm foothold within the company. My father-in-law, Eason Chapman, recognized my efforts and appointed me as his new right-hand man. But in a meeting today, Eason suddenly suffered a heart attack. Without a second thought, I carried him on my back, got us into my car, and rushed toward the nearest hospital.

“Excuse me?” “You heard me,” he said, walking forward with a sheepish grin. “Stepmother. Don’t get all shy now. We both know my father can’t stay away from you for more than ten minutes at a time, and yet here you are, somehow still married to my idiot of a brother.” “Augustine, stop.” He raised his hands innocently. “Look, I’m not trying to stir the pot. Honestly, I’d prefer it if you ended up with my father. So, I’m just gonna keep saying it until it becomes reality. Manifestation is the new genie, haven’t you heard?”