Guardian-in-law Novel Novels & Stories

Surely, his future father-in-law would not set him up, would he? “Okay, I agree,” Stephen agreed. Believing that George must have his best interest at heart, he wrote a guarantee and led a group inside to search the apartments. Once inside, they were shocked to find that the million-dollar apartments were furnished simply. It was just the bare basics. The cost of a single table in George’s home could have furnished half of one of those apartments. Seeing it made George’s heart sink. Stephen ordered the search, but after more than half an hour, they found nothing. Refusing to believe it, he searched several more apartments but still found no evidence. There was only more proof that the women

Then it clicked. Anna. Her name, her file, her history. Every detail I had glanced at before suddenly made sense. She was the same woman—the new bodyguard for the estate. The one who had walked into my life unexpectedly. My lips curved into a small, dark smirk. This is going to be interesting. --- The hours that followed crawled, punctuated by small interruptions: calls, briefings, and minor inconveniences that should have been trivial. And yet, every minute, every second seemed stretched taut, a reminder that something in the day felt off.

But even as he pretended to turn his attention elsewhere, Jannah felt his eyes linger, unseen yet piercing, until she slipped out of the study. Her hands trembled against the banister as she climbed the stairs. Somewhere deep inside, she knew: Adrian Cruz wasn’t merely her husband—he was her gaoler, her judge, and perhaps, her undoing. The corridor was quiet when Jannah reached their room, but her chest still heaved as though she had run a long distance. She closed the door behind her, pressing her back against it, trying to calm the frantic beat of her heart. The walls of the mansion felt heavy, suffocating, as though the very air carried Adrian’s presence.

But as a security guard, I couldn’t refuse a resident reporting a possible break-in. I asked a coworker to cover my post and followed him to the 23rd floor. When he opened the door, I saw a woman standing in the living room. It was the same woman from the car. Mr. Reed put his arm around her and introduced: “This is my wife, Clara.” Then to Clara: “This is the security guard, Ethan.” Clara nodded politely, expression calm. She looked at me with total unfamiliarity—as if she truly didn’t recognize me. My suspicion grew even stronger.

and I didnt want to say something that would distress her. “So it is something dumb then.”She closed her eyes and fanned herself. “God it's hot in here isn't it?” “You should have stayed at home, my love. with your feet up.” Like an overbearing mother goose Gio flapped around her and it was comincal to see. He was a crime boss, head of the notorious family and feared all around the world and yet here he was making sure his woman was ok. Making sure she knew she was the centre of his entire universe.

This is also my responsibility as a parent! "You didn't read all the way to the end, father. Finally, due to the uniqueness of a marriage between two nations, there is a clause and provision that gives the heir the right to choose their own guardian. My guardian, as previously stated, is my uncle in Coulson. Father, you are not my guardian." "There is no way in hell that I'd hand over my property to the Coulson's! ”

then she sighed and took pity on me and answered my question. "Don't be scared... your guardian doesn't want you to stay in the asylum. You should be thankful that your guardian is so thoughtful. He has created the whole facility with doctors and nurses and everything in his house only. He has taken your full responsibility... From now on he will be in charge of your well being. He will monitor your ankle monitor and he will take all your decisions for you. You really should be thankful to him." She said and I am confused... what guardian? Is she talking about Dad? But he is in jail... he can't be a guardian. And Harper mom would die before she takes my responsibility... wait... maybe Jack..

He lifted the leather journal, tapping the corner of it lightly against her collarbone, right over her racing pulse. ​"Your grandfather was a visionary, Maya, but toward the end, he was a paranoid old man who trusted no one," Julian murmured, his gaze dropping to her trembling lips before rising back to her eyes. "He built traps inside traps. And if you go digging into those traps without knowing how to disarm them, you won't just get yourself killed—you'll burn down everything he built."

"Not just the stolen kisses or fleeting moments in the dark. I want to be yours completely." Lauren's heart thundered in her chest. No one had ever spoken to her like this—like she mattered beyond the perfect image, beyond being someone's trophy wife. She saw it in Louis’s eyes: raw devotion, fierce protectiveness, a man willing to burn the world just to keep her warm.

Don't act like you didn't like those muscles last night when you were ogling at him,' My wolf said, making me realize I need some kind of meditation to keep her in control because her interruption like this, seriously gets annoying sometimes. Going towards the head office, I smiled at the lady politely, who had a welcoming smile on her face before handing her my documents. "New transfer? Oh, Avyanna Roosevelt, I remember you. It's so sad to hear about your only guardian's death," She said, and I nodded my head before squinting my brows when her words registered in my mind, not understanding what she meant. Something was definitely not right. My only legal guardian? What is that even supposed