Father On Shameless Novels & Stories

“How could you be so shameless? On my wedding, in the presence of my guests! You’ve done this before and got away with it, and now you think it’s okay to do it again?” “I’m sorry this happened,” she said, shaking her head frantically, “but I wouldn’t do this to you, Rebecca. Believe me, I wouldn’t. I’m not that shameless— I wouldn’t humiliate myself like this!” Her voice cracked, and she glanced toward her father. Don Francesco’s face was carved in stone — no defense, no comfort. Just disappointment. “You’re such a sex freak,” I said coldly, “you can't even control your urges. And see where that’s gotten you.”

"Oh really? You two were wrapped around each other, planning how to drain the accounts and pin it on me, and somehow that doesn't make me your enemy? You think a few lines can turn black into white… and on top of that, you're dreaming about running away together?!" "What did you say?!" Mom's eyes shot to the backs of their necks. Sure enough, there were fresh red marks. "You… you shameless—" Dad clutched his chest, furious. Before he could finish, his eyes rolled back—high blood pressure—and he crumpled stiffly to the floor. "Dad!" I quickly dragged Dad to the corner while Mom broke down, sobbing uncontrollably at the two traitors in front of her. "Our family is cursed… absolutely cursed! Wh

I am dismissed. My father was ashamed of me. He admitted I was brilliant but he didn’t see me as his successor. No matter how much I excelled in my studies, or in music, I could only see shame in his eyes whenever he looked at me. He didn’t love his child. He only saw the kid his wife raised with her lesbian partner. I was the constant reminder of the fact that my mother left him… for a woman.

I heard Father ask Mom, "Shameless? What's more shameless than your daughter sleeping with a random man she knows nothing about? As she doesn't know his name, where he lives, and now, you're speaking about shame when she has lost her pride. I cannot say no to Chief Donald's son, except Thelma knows the name of the man she had shamefully slept with. Aside from that, let her know that she has to prepare to meet with Felix Ruben by next weekend." Father stood up from the couch, and Mom stood up angrily too, as she replied, "No, Conrad! Thelma is our daughter, and not because she made a mistake that you will now want to push her out to someone that won't value her. I won't let that happen, so it

“Been watching you avoid us for years. Knew it was because you’re a dirty little slut deep down. Spread those legs wider. Let me see how bad you need family cock.” My walls clench hard around my fingers. Shame floods my face, but it blends with the heat and pushes me higher. This is so fucked up. He is your father-in-law. Mark’s dad. Yet the taboo makes my clit throb even more. I rub faster, thighs trembling.

“ shouted his father. Rubbing his jaw, Liam staggered to his feet and spat, “The day you are laid in the ground, old man, I shall shut down your f*cking wh*rehouse.” And before his shocked father could respond, he had stormed off, with St Just behind him. And he had done exactly that a few months later when his father died of a massive cardiac arrest. *

Elder Dixon added. The other elder and my father nodded along to their words. I looked at my father and held myself back from laughing. How could he be so shameless? He brought all his friends to pressure me into doing as he wanted. Did he think I would continue to hide his part in this out of shame? Yes, it was shameful that I'd been deceived so foolishly but he had his share in this shame.

“As you’ve seen tonight, your daughter lacks the bearing and manners fit for the daughter-in-law of the prestigious Blackwood family. I hope that next time we meet… she will have been… tamed.” My jaw dropped so wide I must have looked like a fish gasping for air. I couldn’t even form words for a second. This bastard. This arrogant, cold-hearted bastard. Prestigious family? My foot. He had the nerve to shame me in front of my father, to talk about me like I was some dog needing training. My father’s face flushed red, anger and humiliation mixing in ugly streaks. He laughed nervously, the kind of laugh that made my stomach twist with disgust.

She took good care of her aging fair skin and her slim, majestic figure. Shane moved, with an air of indifference towards his father. He rudely ignored his father's guests and the smile of his despicable wife. "Father, you asked for me." Mark showed his disapproval at his son's dismissive approach, "yes, my guest wanted to see my son. They heard about your great doings in the company." "I'm not a show father, I actually have more important things to do," like bending Angela over till her spine felt his dick, "than performing for your guests."

Ken said hurriedly. "Then who's fucking fault is that. How did I give birth to a dumb and stupid". Ken's father roared in anger, which scared the hell out of Ken. This was the first time he was seeing his father this mad. All his life, he has known his father to be harsh, but not to this extent. "It was that bitch fault". Ken shouted and said. "You don't have any sense of shame, you are still blaming an outsider for your stupid mistake. Where have your senses gone too..." Ken's father fired back when he heard the shameless words of his son.