My Father In Law Novels & Stories

“He used you, has been using you all the while betraying you.” “Yeah, seems to be a running theme.” “So, I am all for giving him back some of his own medicine, I suggested we kill him, so it isn’t like I have any room to talk about what is right or not.” “Killing him doesn’t sit well with me,” I told her honestly. “His biggest crime is that he is my father’s lawyer and under his spell.” I didn’t give a crap if those two cohorts, However, I did care that my father was able to use him to get what he wanted.

He said, intently keeping his stare. I held my son tightly as I gave him a nod of respect. "Good day, sir. I'm Sophie Cordero. Can I address you as a father? You're obviously twice my age. You're old enough to be my father... Father-in-law." I said with a smile.

Her voice was loud, panicked. “Father! That’s her!” She pointed at me, her face twisting. “That’s the woman I told you about who's trying to steal my fiancé!” The world froze around me. I stumbled back a step, my lips parting in shock. Father? I stared at him, my chest rising and falling fast. The man who had promised to help me burn the world…was Amira’s father? The room spun. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak. My mind screamed, but no words came out.

He says unfeelingly. "Don't worry, I'll give her all the attention she needs," My father- in law says, meeting my gaze and giving me a discreet wink. Heat floods my cheeks in response. ... And my oblivious soon to be ex- husband just nods, going back to scrolling on his phone again.

Then, her breath caught. A pair of ice cold ocean eyes staring back at her. Her whole body stiffened, a sharp sensation running through her as she stared back into his unwavering gaze. The man seated with his arms crossed, evenly narrowed eyes, a scar across his brow half hidden by his thick dark hair, and a presence that screamed power, was none other than Viktor's father, Dante Krüger. He stood out from the crowd, and it wasn't because of the domineering aura that surrounded him, but because of the deep, disapproving frown sitting on his face.

He couldn't even keep up his groomed pretence for long before shaking like a chicken. What a pitiful excuse for a son ! “ You don't look like you did” I said, eye sharp as my jaw worked. He stiffened, turned to look at me, then forced a smile. Great! A breakfast of pretenders and forced smiles? Well, very much except me! “ What drug is it this time ? Marijuana? Cocaine?” “ Father..”hia voice came out pleading… “ Answer me” I barked and he shrunk into his shell of endless incompetence.

My father appeared at my side looking ready and swallowed as everyone moved into the church to wait for the bride. My father, Don Dagon, tall, iron-gray, the kind of man who entered rooms and made conversations die. I barely saw him. Meetings in his study were rare, always brief, always about duty. Today he looked at me once, eyes unreadable, and offered his arm. “Fai onore alla famiglia,” he said low in Italian, voice like gravel. “Metti la famiglia al primo posto.”(Make the family proud. Put family first.) I nodded, throat tight. “Sì, Papà,” I whispered, the words small and obedient.

We’ve been trying for kids for years, and every failed test strips away a little more of his patience, turning it into resentment he tries to hide but can’t. Across the fire sits my father in-law Victor, Fidelis’s father. God, where do I even start with him? At 52, he’s a force of nature—tall, broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair that falls just right over his forehead, and a jawline that could cut glass. He’s built like he spends his days hauling logs or wrestling bears, muscles rippling under his faded flannel shirt every time he moves. His eyes, deep brown and piercing, always seem to find mine across the flames, holding a secret promise that makes my thighs clench.

Khira's POV Daughter-in-law… The word hung in the air. It sounded so wrong. How was this man with the way he looked, my father in law. Alex had told me that his father ended up in jail and died of a heart attack. It should have made me sick, what this man was saying. It should have made me scream. But as I stared into Adrien's abyss-like eyes, all I felt was a strange, vibrating numbness. "You're lying" I whispered, though my voice lacked conviction.

I turned my face from the window staring at her I narrated what Kaden told me about his father to her "He did. I was fucking shocked. We all knew he died from a heart attack so I just couldn't put together where exactly that came from," I mumbled, shaking my head I would be lying if I said I didn't think about it throughout last night. If I were to describe my late ex-father-in-law. I would first of all talk about how he was a very jovial being, who always has this smile all over his face all the damn time