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

“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.”

“Grandpa, the reason that the live-in son-in-law is so arrogant is because you’re too soft-hearted. Besides, you didn’t suppress Mandy Zimmer’s power and dominance entirely.” “I know that Mandy has helped us Zimmers tremendously. Moreover, she’s your granddaughter, so you don’t want to act so cruel. After all, you can’t give either side up since both sides are important to you. But it won’t do if it continues like this.” Zack said with a deep voice, “Let me be the villain then.” Hearing that, Senior Zimmer frowned. ‘Do you want me to let you be the villain?’ “Could it be that you want me to give you the post as the CEO?” Senior Zimmer said with a deep voice.

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.

As if they had rehearsed it from a script, they spewed out lines so naturally, that these three could star effectively as villains in a TV drama. "Okay then, mom." There was an evil smile on Valery’s face as she gave an arrogant glance at Sonia. ‘Know your place, you cockroach! How dare you compete against me?!’ Valery made sure that Sonia was having a miserable time as they ate together. ‘What the hell! I can’t stand this anymore!’ Sonia was controlling herself but actually wanted to curse them. ‘Aren’t they in their right minds? I’m the legal wife. Why should I be treated this way?

“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.