I Adopted A Villainous Dad Novels & Stories

“That’s not true! He didn’t even look at me when I first came. He was cold and distant. I had to fight for every bit of his attention. He didn’t even like me at first!” Dad gave a humorless laugh. “That’s what he wanted you to think. That’s how men like him work—they stay quiet until they’re sure they’ve got you trapped.” “Zavian isn’t like that!” I shouted, wiping my tears angrily. “You don’t know him like I do! He doesn’t use people. He doesn’t lie!” “Then why didn’t he tell you the truth?” Dad asked harshly. “Why didn’t he tell you he was the one who brought you here?”

“What the fuck…?“ I whisper, hands shaking as I stare at a picture of my father holding a gun to an already dead man's head and a writing under it: Send it to the Sandersons, tell them I will find every last one of them. “What sort of sick joke is this?“ I ask with irritation. “A sick joke? Son, that is your father's legacy” uncle Vito says and I shake my head as my father flashes in front of my eyes, my father isn't any of these. Dad was kind, dad was the one who taught me about the wonders of being an omega, my dad was the one who took me and my siblings to the park…

Stephen's expression shifted, revealing the complexity of the family history. Stephen: "From what I heard, Dad was trying to protect him. Being my father's first son, whose mother wasn't alive anymore, he was in a lot of danger, posing a threat to weaken my father. He was a stubborn kid, always throwing tantrums and running away, causing problems, getting jealous of my mother and me. He even got kidnapped a few times, almost getting my father killed. So, Dad decided to give him to the omega to raise him, which he didn't like, and he ran away. My father tried to find him a lot, but he was just…lost."

"What did Mom do for you to change like this, Dad? She never done ANYTHING! She didn't cheat! She never had an affair when she was still here! She's willing to give all her time for you but you do nothing but TRAVEL AND TRAVEL AND TRAVEL! You just went to that party because we're going to sail, right? Because we will be travelling from England across that vast ocean and that's the only reason why you came with us. You don't give a fuck about that party. You never give a fuck about the truce. You just attend that because of the sea. Just because you love travelling." "You are the most useless. The most worthless. Did you know that I was hoping that it should have been you who died instead of

I felt my nails digging into my palm, “How long will you apologize for her? How long will you cover up for her? Do you even consider me your daughter?” “You are my daughter, you are my first child, blood doesn’t have to make a relationship, I’m only apologizing on behalf of your younger sister,” Father folded his hands in front of my face, “I raised both of you with equal value yet only you carry the value.” I laughed mentally, Father had always been the villain in my eyes. The man who watched his wife make my life miserable yet he was talking about value. “Why did you adopt me?” I dropped the other conversations and moved to what brought me here.

“It is true my love. Victor wanted me. He saw me as a prize. When I refused he made threats. Your father the man who raised you helped me hide for a while but Victor never stopped looking. The Voss father learned about it and got me out. He risked a lot to do it. I never told you because I wanted you safe from all of it.” I slid off the bed. My legs felt weak. I paced the room with the phone clutched in my hand. The rain outside seemed louder now. The candles flickered wildly as if they too were shocked by the truth. Victor Marchetti. The man at the center of the war. The one who had ordered deaths and manipulations for decades. He was my father. Blood. Legacy. Everything I had fought agains

“Sit down.” “I’d rather stand,” I said tightly. He turned and his face was of disappointment and fury. “I heard an interesting story today. It seems my son, the future Alpha has been spending his time chasing a gutter rat. A Nolan, no less.” I glared at Vanessa. She didn't blink. “She’s a member of this pack, Dad,” I said. “And she was being harassed.” “She is a cancer!” Father roared, slamming his fist onto the desk. The wood splintered under his strength. “Her father tried to overthrow me! Her mother was a spy! And you… you are out there kissing her in the dirt like a common dog?”

"Oh really? You two were wrapped around each other, planning how to drain the accounts and pin it on me, and somehow that doesn't make me your enemy? You think a few lines can turn black into white… and on top of that, you're dreaming about running away together?!" "What did you say?!" Mom's eyes shot to the backs of their necks. Sure enough, there were fresh red marks. "You… you shameless—" Dad clutched his chest, furious. Before he could finish, his eyes rolled back—high blood pressure—and he crumpled stiffly to the floor. "Dad!" I quickly dragged Dad to the corner while Mom broke down, sobbing uncontrollably at the two traitors in front of her. "Our family is cursed… absolutely cursed! Wh

"Yeah. As I said, I wanted your brother's help, but apparently, these things happen. When you work with criminals, and you become a problem, it means you're gonna have to be completely erased." Vincent looked at him. "Which means it's all my fault. If I hadn't know..." "Why shouldn't you? Your company is going under because of what he did and still kept doing. Even without my help, you were gonna find out sooner, or later. You'll dive headfirst in saving your company before realizing what comes in the latter." Vincent sighed. "Tell me who got him into this. How do you even know all these?" "Because this person is my dad, Vincent. He's the villain in this book that's our life."

Karsyn shit was turning the story making me the villain and him as the victim. "Stop it!" He exclaimed. I saw how Dad's jaw tightened as his fist was clenching. "You little brat listen to me," I cried. "But Dad I was telling the truth that Dr. Karsyn is a bad influence on me! He is evil! Manipulative and psychopathic maniac! That's the reason why I don't want to go back to that company," I sobbed. "Shut up!!" And a blaring sound eluded from the table as Dad slammed his fist on it. I was shocked. I jolted.