I'll Take Her Like A Father Novels & Stories

“Please pay attention to what I’m saying, my son. Please, do not emulate your father. I might not handle it...” I nodded, despite my inability to grasp what she was saying. “Yes, mother. I will not be like my father.” She put her arms around me and gave me a bitter smile. “Don’t like your fellow man,” she whispered into my ear. I nodded in accord. “There’s no way I’m going to like another guy!”

“You try anything… and you’ll find out just how much of your son I still am.” Her lips twitched. “So you’d really choose her over me?” “No,” I said softly. “I’m choosing me for once.” She looked stunned. For a fleeting second, she seemed smaller—like the air had been let out of her anger. But then she straightened, more desperate than ever. “If your father brings that bastard into this family,” she said, voice rising again, “we’re both finished. Don’t you understand? He’ll cut you out. He’ll replace you. And me? I’ll be nothing. Forgotten.”

He said to me . This is a big ask and frankly I know that she will help us and this plan might actually be the plan that we need to get to Bradley, my father loves his fiance and so he trusts her fully, I know it for a fact that my father talks freely about everything in front of her because she would never betray him. She loves him and that is why he trusts her so much.

She spat, unblinking. Her father’s rage was one thing she took from him. Okay, what the hell am I supposed to do now?!

"There has to be some misunderstanding... d-dad... dad can never do this. He saved me. He got me out of that hell.. that orphanage... how can he be a bad person... Aiden... There has to be some misunderstanding. I will find out who did this to you. please trust me... I will...." she tried to put her hand on mine but this time I took a step back... she is talking like a true Jones... this is who she is... she can never see fault in her father... what was I expecting? That she will sympathize with me... with my family... against her father? No... she is a Jones and now I will treat her like one. I am done being nice...

It would just be another beating for myself. “That’s not something you’ll have to worry about for a while,” my father said. “But just know that when we find her, there will be nothing that can stop us from taking everything. I will be a king–no, a god.”

" Ask your father or I'll use you in my own way. And by the way, I'm sure no one would like it." "If you dominate me like this, then I swear I won't be able to deny you. Just accept me and I'll be at your service." She tried to hug me, but I pushed her away. "Don't test my patience. You'll help me or I'll use you against your so-called "bastard dad." I gripped her jaw. She flinched in pain and nodded her head. "I don't know where she is. But I'll talk to Dad and let you know."

She whispered back. I closed my eyes to fight that bleak image of our son refusing us, holding tightly onto his adoptive parents. I kissed the back of head hard, like a stamp of affirmation. “When I saw my bald mother take that poison for me, I couldn’t hate her for being weak and letting my father take me. He’s your son too, kitten. So he won’t be that dumb.” She finally chuckled. “I wonder what he’ll be like when he’s older.” “Better,” I murmured, welcoming sleep.

Her skin was cold from the night air, but her eyes were filled with fear, hope, and something that looked dangerously like love. “I don’t give a fuck about the repercussions,” I said, my voice low and rough, vibrating throughout the room. Her breath hitched. “You should,” she whispered, shaking her head slightly, wrapping her fingers around my wrists like she was trying to hold me in place. “You don’t understand my father. He doesn’t just get angry, Adrian… he destroys people. He ruins them until there’s nothing left.” “I know exactly what kind of man he is,” I muttered, tightening my jaw, my grip on her face a bit tight but not hurting her. “And that’s exactly why I’m not letting him decide

She looked over at me while Father had his mouth on her. “Watch this, Felix,” she said. Her voice was flat. “Watch how he licks me. You have to see every part of it because of what you did with Greta.” I stroked my cock harder. My hand moved up and down. Pre-cum came out and made it easier to slide. I watched Father’s head move between her legs. His tongue kept working on her clit. His fingers pushed in and out of her pussy. Eden’s breathing got heavier. She grabbed his hair with one hand and held him there. Father licked her for a long time. He did not stop until her legs started to shake. Eden came on his tongue. Her body jerked and she moaned loud. Father kept licking through it until she