I Adopted A Villainous Dad Chapter 1 Mga Nobela at Kwento

Coward. "Why didn't you tell me about Poe?" Dad asked, releasing my arm once I was steady on my feet. "That he could-" "What, like you told me I was adopted?" I turned away from him, heading for the door of the Vault. By the time I got there, I had to grab the edge of the stone to keep from falling again. The pain blurred my vision and made me feel as if I was trying to walk on a ship in the middle of a hurricane Dad came up beside me, looping one of my arms around his neck for support.

He’s gone, kidnapped by my ruthless dad who’s seeking revenge for a decision I have made. I lean forward, resting my head in my trembling hands. The sharpness of my actions drills down on me like a vice, piercing and crushing my very soul. "It's my fault," I whisper, my voice choking with anguish. "It's all my fault." My mind drifts back to that pivotal moment, the reckless decision that had led to this nightmare. And in the process, I have made dad my enemy - a powerful and ruthless enemy who has vowed vengeance. He has struck swiftly, more swiftly than I have anticipated.

I laid beside my dad refusing to get up all covered in snow. It's been three days since I laid there motionless, weak and exhausted. With no idea where to go next if I get up. I was better off on the ground waiting for death. But even death has refused to rear it's ugly head. All the while I laid there, I hope my dad would magically open his eyes and tell me it was a prank, he was joking. My eyelids were numb and heavy from crying. I was the only family my dad had aside from aunt Maya. I knew I had to pull myself together and bury my father. Ava would not be showing up for a while. Cosmas was dead for a second time and this time he was dead for good. The spear that had struck my father's che

I need a drink. “I said, come take a seat. You owe me that.” She sighed deeply, but she listened. She took the seat in front of me, and we were facing each other as she started to traumatize me further. “I met your dad on a good day. We dated for a while, and we lived together. I don't know what came over me, but I abandoned a little boy that did nothing wrong to me, for my own survival, because your dad told me to. I'm not trying to apportion blame but looking back, I was simply foolish and vile, but it wasn't just me.”

Is he really going to hit me with a belt? "D-dad... what are you doing? You can't..." I was backing away on the floor but he kept coming near me... There was an inhuman glint in his eyes... "I can... my dear so-called daughter... You know the biggest mistake of my life is... adopting you! It was my mistake to get trash in my house and now that trash thinks that she can order me around to get what she wants... trash wants to play games with me... well that won't happen. Today you will learn your real place... Bitch!" he said and spit on the floor near my leg and I shivered.

And the whole time he spoke, she noticed he looked everywhere, but her. "What's the essence of this story?" He finally looked at her. "It's simply means we get ignored by the world no matter how good we are, and no matter how hard we try to get their attention. But the moment you become a villain,the moment you take the wrong step, they come glaring at you." He emptied the last of his tea into his mouth and rose to his feet. "I believe I should give you that privacy now. Goodnight, Adira." "Your father," she suddenly said, making him pause. "What happened to him? And how did you end up as Mr. Wyatt's adopted son?"

“Well, the wolf story is not true. My dad framed her and even burnt her to death because she was trying to gain custody of me and everything. My dad has been a villain all along” Both of them remained silent, looking at him with sad eyes. Abel was the first to speak “Are you okay? How do you feel about this?” he asked “I don't know. I mean I knew my dad was evil, but this evil? I never thought it could be possible to be this evil, and you know what happened, he lied to me. Why would he lie to me? And make me hate my mum all this time. I don't just get his agenda to the whole thing”

Dad gazed at me threateningly, as if saying, "If you dare utter a single word out of line, you're dead." I set down my apple and timidly raised my head, my eyes clear and innocent. "Dad said that if I don't be a doormat, he'll feed me to the wolves in the back hills. Mom said Callie is a princess, while I'm a servant. And servants are born to be stepped on by princesses." I pulled back the blanket, revealing the circle of bruises around my ankles. "This is from the iron chain Dad used to lock me up. He said it was so I couldn't run away."

It was expected. It was the only thing in my life that was apparently going as planned. My plan certainly hadn’t been to become Alpha, but after Victor lost his mate, he came after my mother. That didn’t even come close to the fact that he’d killed my father a year ago to become Alpha in the first place. Stepfather. Fuck, what did it matter? He’d been the one who’d raised me, and Victor had easily beaten him in a challenge. Too easily. I’d always suspected foul play, because my father had always been the strongest Alpha in the pack. There was no way Victor could have fairly beaten him. I didn’t believe it then, and I still don't believe it now.

"Everything in my life has been so... unsteady.” "I think you should lay down," I said, but I didn't let go of her arm. The heat of her skin felt like a brand through the dress. "Do you want to hear a little story?" She stepped closer, her body swaying toward mine. "My father, Victor Vancouver was a bad man. He told me that as long as I followed the rules, the world couldn't touch me." She took another drink, her eyes clouding over with a sudden, jagged grief.