Forced To Be The Villain's-son-in-law Novels & Stories

She knew the answer but just wanted to get this through her stubborn son’s head. "No Mom, I have no one. And this is not the same as earlier. I agreed on marrying that Dhriti girl, not her cousin! Someone has deceived me. I should have given her punishment, making her regret trying to defame my family’s name but what am I doing here?" "Nothing! F-ck!" He yelled and turned around. He fisted his hand, hard, looking away. This all was getting on his nerves. He is a controlling man, he liked to be in charge. He did not like that someone tried to mess with him. And got away with it. Well, except his mother, she turned the big bad billionaire into a big soft teddy bear.

“The old men, your father, his circle, the Five Families, they live and die by onore. You put Rino on display as the man who dragged the Capone name through filth, and suddenly your father has no choice but to act. He won’t be covering up a scandal, he’ll be avenging his daughter. Cutting out the infection before it kills the house. Once we do this, your engagement isn’t a union anymore. It’s poison at the table “I’m scared…” I whispered, my voice so small it barely reached him. He flicked his eyes over me, “You don't have to be afraid. You do every part I tell you. You cry only when I tell you to. You show the bruises where I point. You repeat the words: ‘he forced me,’ ‘he brought them in,

Someone forced into a role he didn’t choose. For all his faults— Adrian was bold. Everything he had done… Every reckless move… Every public gamble… Had not been for power. It had been for survival. For her. His sister. He had burned his own reputation. Stood beside enemies. Played the villain— Just to keep her alive. My expression softened for a fraction of a second. Then I smiled. And winked. A flicker of relief crossed his face. Good. His supposed wife at his side. His father behind him.

“You couldn’t handle it. So you called daddy.” His fangs slid out with a soft click. “You think my father did this for me,” he growled. “You think I wanted the council involved.” “Oh please,” I said. “You get exposed for being sloppy and suddenly I’m the villain who needs to be silenced. That’s not coincidence. That’s privilege.” His hands clenched at his sides. “I didn’t ask for this,” he said. “I didn’t ask them to force you to lie.” “But you didn’t stop it either,” I shot back. “You’re letting them crush me so you can walk away clean.”

“Don’t worry. Once you marry into our family, you’ll be in charge of the household. We won’t treat you badly.” As she spoke, she kept watching my expression carefully. I used to wonder where Jason learned his expert-level manipulation from. Now I knew. Like mother, like son. His son was the one cheating and playing both sides, yet somehow, if I didn’t back down, it became my fault. There was no way I was going to give them any face now. I took the ring from his hand and slammed it straight into his face. “I’m making a scene? Lady, get your facts straight. Your son is the one fooling around behind my back. He was with me while still going after my best friend, and he was even out there sleepi

“You couldn’t handle it. So you called daddy.” His fangs slid out with a soft click. “You think my father did this for me,” he growled. “You think I wanted the council involved.” “Oh please,” I said. “You get exposed for being sloppy and suddenly I’m the villain who needs to be silenced. That’s not coincidence. That’s privilege.” His hands clenched at his sides. “I didn’t ask for this,” he said. “I didn’t ask them to force you to lie.” “But you didn’t stop it either,” I shot back. “You’re letting them crush me so you can walk away clean.”

Things never pan out the way you envision or hope. The first night we got back from Tolba, Gillian warned us that she blew up on her father and, also let it slip that Tristan was her mate. She warned Maydor to not say anything. Like the true asshole that he is, a vindictive, narcissistic, greedy dirtbag, he immediately started to rally the other Lords and high-ranking big cat shifters from the kingdom around him. He then filed charges against his own daughter for breaking her marriage contract. I couldn’t imagine my father doing something as underhanded as what Maydor has done to his daughter, let alone contemplating having me thrown in cells all because I met my fated mate.

“What can I possibly do? You’re the ones who said you wanted to reunite with your son.” Steven and Margaret exchanged bewildered glances before Margaret’s eyes burned with rage at her being mocked. “What’s the meaning of this, Scarlet? Are you telling me that this idiot is Steven’s and my son?” I nodded with a smile. “Exactly.” The words came like a downpour. [The villainess is saying that the beggar is the protagonists’ son? What a joke. Did she even think before she started lying?] [I want to see the protagonists get their good ending! Just leave already, villainess!]

This makes the couple's love last forever. *** Why is the title of this story The Bad Son-in-Law? Because the men in this story are not good sons-in-law, they are bad. They marry women without the permission of their parents or family, and they do not involve the role of the woman's family in this married life. This story begins with a mistake that ends happily. So that makes women blind with a demonic figure behind the bodies of the men they love.

"Yes. But who can blame him? When Chase Aniston wants something he gets it. That's what makes him Chase Aniston, and your niece knows that and that's why she sent him to talk to my client even though Stark had already refused to sell the company to her." A wild laugh left Maria's lips, drawing everyone's attention to her, and her father's brows knitted. "Ridiculous? You come into our home, uninvited, and deliver threats on behalf of that spineless, backstabbing coward Stark? He's the one who betrayed us, and now he's trying to play the victim? He should have thought about the consequences before he sold his company to my cousin." Her words were sharp, her anger seething.