Father Unrivaled Novels & Stories

Raveen just wanted Lavina to know that the only thing Lavina needed was him. “Still dealing with Swan? Didn't Uncle Louis finish the rest?" Raveen was having a conversation with his father on his phone. He was still lying on the bed with his chest naked. He shifted his gaze from time to time to the woman next him who had fallen asleep after their hot bed activity earlier. It was nice to remember what they did previously. Raveen was very satisfied.

Lyra’s POV I was ten when the world lost its color. Alpha Julian was the man who became my father after he found me shivering in the Whispering Woods. I was five, but he didn’t see a stray orphan. He saw a daughter. He gave me a name, a home, and fierce, protective love that felt like armor against the entire world. Then the Great Northern Skirmish took him from me. I was ten. The light in our house dimmed forever.

I watched my father’s expression switch from the warm one he use with the officer, to the scary on he used in staring at me right now. He sat down slowly, his shoulder shifting like an animal as he stared at me. “Sofia… one job-” I gulped. His voice held this deep tine that sent chills up my spine. How did his tone go from fatherly to pyschotic. “I gave you just one job. Get to Patrick Vanners, seduce him and get evidence against him.” I gritted my teeth as I forced myself to hold his stern cold gaze. “I did as you asked. But-”

"You should get used to him baby doll. He is going to be your father-in-law and he's one of the best men I know. You know I only choose the best for you." "But Dad, you chose his son for me." I point out the obvious. "Of course I did silly girl. What I'm trying to tell you is that a good man will raise a good man. That's all." "Alright Dad. When do I get ready?" "I'm sure Anthony will text you the details." "But he doesn't have my number." "He's highly resourceful and influential. I'd be surprised if he didn't already have your number." That sounds wrong on so many levels, but I let it be.

“Three times today, princess. Filled this tight little cunt while he was texting you like a worried puppy. He was right outside that door, and you were in here naked, legs wrapped around Daddy, whimpering as I came inside you again. How’s that feel, baby? Knowing your man’s hunting for his sweet girlfriend while she’s dripping his father’s load?” “Oh my god, Adrian—Daddy—shut the fuck up! You think that’s funny? your son—was right there, banging on the door while you fucked me. What if he heard us in the shower? What if he pushed in and saw me like this—naked, marked up, pussy swollen from your cock? Fuck, he’d lose his shit, call me a cheating whore, and you’d be the one explaining why his

I hadn't expected my uncles to support my plan immediately, but unity is strength, and they were seasoned businessmen. Uncle Leonardo, now the head of the family, had faced many temptations yet managed to remain uncorrupted—a fact I deeply admired. Uncle Lucius, on the other hand, was a master of networking and negotiation. I might tease him about his far-fetched stories and questionable decisions, but one thing was certain: when he entered a deal, he rarely lost. Except, of course, in his battle against Marianne's fertility—three kids later, it was clear he had waved the white flag there.

I loved the way my mother thought. Ruthless. Calculated. The exact opposite of Brittany’s naive little heart. Which was ytming up with her to get to revenge against my father was the best move I ever made. A beep interrupted the conversation…. And I pulled away to glance at the phone screen. Someone else was on the line. I checked the caller ID and smirked. “Hold on. Adam’s calling.” I switched lines. “What’s the updates?” Adam Willis’s deep, commanding voice filled my ear. The billionaire didn’t waste time with pleasantries.

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

Not to mention her son didn’t even like me. “I’m sure she’ll demand I walk down the aisle with him either way. Besides, don’t you know your uncle is in surgery and you’re here telling me that I haven’t visited a man who tried to rape me while my own father fights for his life in the surgery room? I would be a monster if I chose Tom over my father.” She looked surprised because she hadn’t heard the news yet. Her father knew that his brother was fighting for his life, but he hadn't come to see him once. And apparently, he hadn’t even told his children that their uncle was on the verge of death.

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.