Married To My Ex's Dad の小説・ストーリー

I eyed the length of her. “Is Glenda your ex?” Her curious gaze was set firmly on me. She interpreted my silence to be consent and gasped as the realization hit her. “You brought your ex into your father's home?” She asked incredulously. “I didn't bring her here. She was forced to marry him… Lucy, you don't know the half of it. Leave it!” I snapped at her. “How do you think your father would react when he finds out about this?” Her tone dripped with astonishment.

“What's wrong? You didn't enjoy it? Oh, no, wait. Don't tell me you are surprised? ” The room tilted slightly. My heart was beating loudly in my ears. He is my ex's stepfather; I fucked him, and I just accepted to marry him. What's worse? I was willing to do it over again if the opportunity presented itself. To hell with whatever rules my pack had against that. A bitter laugh gurgled in my throat, but it never came out. Of all the people I could have ended up with — of all the men I could have thrown myself into a deal with — it had to be him.

For a moment—just a moment—his touch was gentle again and almost tender but when I finished heaving and he handed me a warm washcloth, his face was a mask I couldn't read. I cleaned my face with shaking hands, unable to look at him. "I married my ex-fiancé's father." "Technically, you married me before he was your ex." His tone was dry but there was an edge to it now. "So really, he's your husband's son's almost-bride. Or—fuck, the grammar doesn't work." "This isn't funny!"

Even though our mother passed away ten years ago, he seems unable to turn his back on her. “Malik!” I still haven’t got out of bed. Isn’t it too late to visit? This time I heard Dad call with a slightly more urgent voice. Why is my dad so impatient? I can understand if he is so enthusiastic about his new wife-to-be. A week ago, when my dad returned from his job giving a seminar in the state, he immediately said he would marry again. We were all very surprised. Who is this woman? Moreover, my dad told me that she already has a daughter the same age as me. I thought my dad would choose a young woman instead of a widow.

“Your grandpa won’t even ask questions. He’ll just start going off on him.” “Even if you caused the fight,” I added. “Exactly. And that’s how it should be. When you marry, you gain family, not enemies.” It stuck with me. “Tell me about him,” she said. I did. I told her about Adrian, even mentioning how he watched her shows, just not who he really was. She smiled. “He sounds like a good man. I’d love to meet him.” I quickly shook my head. “That would be weird. Who introduces their ex to their mom?”

Maxim chuckled with a condescending look at Avery as if assessing a worthless object, “She betrayed your son with another man, have you forgotten?” “So?” Leonard's tone was as flat as his expression when facing Maxim. Maxim stepped closer to his father, “Father, are you crazy? She's my ex-wife.” He rubbed his face roughly, “What were you thinking, marrying her without any of us knowing?” “Go inside, Avery,” Leonard asked, and the woman immediately obeyed, stepping inside Leonard's private quarters, leaving the man and Maxim behind. Leonard looked seriously at Maxim. “You, get out of my sight right now,” he ordered.

He trailed off, his mind filled with memories of her laugh, her resilience, and the way she made his world feel more vibrant. Mr. Joe nodded thoughtfully, his eyes narrowing as if he could already sense his son’s hesitation. “Then why don't you marry her,” he said simply, as though it was the most obvious solution. Raymond’s expression darkened, and he looked away, feeling the weight of complications pressing against his chest. “Dad… it’s complicated,” he muttered. “Why?” Mr. Joe pressed, leaning forward slightly in his chair, sensing there was more to the story. Raymond hesitated before answering, his voice heavy with regret. “She’s been completely destroyed by her ex-husband, Dad. She lost

He replied that he was happy and waiting at the company so we could go together to get his bride. I was signing the marriage contract for my son that afternoon. I checked the time. This was 11:45. Alliances through marriage are a part of our world. There is nothing anyone can do to prevent this. As I got off the elevator I met my son Gulio and my right-hand Cesare on the floor where the boardroom is located. Gulio looked happy over the marriage, meaning I had done well. I found out my son was head over heels for the eldest of the Calvinos. But we are yet to discover which one of the calvino's daughters will become his bride. The eldest one will be an icing on the cake though.

~I woke up wet this morning.~ Xavier POV: Couple of days ago, Dad told me he is dating someone with marriage in his mind and I don't care. I seriously don't. My Dad was never married. He had me while he was dating and that woman, whom I should be calling mother, gave birth to me and left. I have never seen her nor she showed up. It has always been me, Dad and his work. So, now when he wants to find happiness for himself, there is no way I am going to be a hurdle in the way of his happiness.

“ But he already got married to someone else? I asked. “ Whatever he is right now is his business, all I want back is my Mira” I said. “ We need to plan” my dad said. “ Yes, what’s the plan dad? Because I am scared my Mira might be going through so much from in his hand, I just want to bring back home my Mira” I said. “ Son calm down, there is still more, Mira ex husband belongs to Sheryl’s group, My ex betrothed who try hurting your mom back then” I said.