My Father In Law Novels & Stories

“I… work nights. Long hours. That’s why I’m tired.” She didn’t say the truth. She couldn’t. Not here. Not now. Not with the man who had just decided her entire life sitting across from her, watching every movement like a predator deciding which part of her to claim next. Victor’s mother laughed softly, not unkindly. “Long hours? That’s my boy. He works so hard it’s hard to keep up with him. But you’ll get used to it. Family dinners like this are the only time we really see him. He’s always in the air or in meetings.”

I yelled in a rage, "Emily, this is my dad—your father-in-law! He treated you like his own daughter. How can you say something like that?" Gregory was furious. "Emily, tell him who your actual father-in-law is!" Emily hesitated for only a second before staring at Dad and me with a sneer. "My father-in-law is perfectly healthy. Who do you think you are, cursing him like that? Your own dad is dying, so now you're trying to latch onto me to squeeze money out of us, aren't you?" Dad had been holding on by sheer will, but hearing her words, he lost all hope. He spat out a mouthful of blood and lost consciousness.

Just me and my increasingly vivid fantasies about the one man I shouldn't want. My father-in-law. Richard. He's forty-five, but you wouldn't know it looking at him. Broad shoulders from years of construction work before he retired into consulting, salt-and-pepper hair, strong jaw, and those intense dark eyes that always seem to see right through me. He'd started calling more after David left... checking in, bringing groceries, fixing that leaky faucet in the kitchen. Innocent stuff. Until the day I accidentally walked in on him changing after he'd helped move some heavy furniture. I saw it.

Hot tears stung the corners of my eyes all over again, blurring my vision. My boss is my savior. The legendary, feared CEO of St. Claire Global... and my father-in-law. Julian had spent two years making me feel like a repulsive, oversized burden, hiding me away in the dark and treating me like trash. Yet here was his father, a man who held the corporate world in the palm of his hand looking at my plush, curved, heavy body covered in nothing but a towel as if I were something precious. Something divine. "Thank you, Mr. Montgomery," I whispered, my voice breaking as a single tear escaped and tracked down my cheek. "You... you really don't have to do all this for me."

Dad groaned. "I think you should do what Mom says," I said. Dad looked me in the eyes while Brandon is still teasing my Dad. Dad then let out a heavy sigh. "Call me in case of emergency," he said. "And you!" He points the finger at Brandon. "Yes, father-in-law?" Brandon said. "Shut the fuck up and stop calling me father-in-law! If you would do something to my son, I swear to God. I will kill you," Dad gritted his teeth.

He says as he caresses bua's head as my father used to do it. Tears come to my eyes as I miss him. Father in law comes toward them, sighs and says, "Fine. I am strict but that doesn't mean I don't think about your happiness. I love you and I want best for you. Forgive me if I crossed any line." "Why are saying that it's my all fault, if only I had enough courage and trust in you, things would have been different. But I really love him. He is the one for me. Like sister in law is for you." Teju bua says hugging father.

He caught sight of me and stood up immediately closing the distance between us, it was somehow startling me, that I wanted to run away from him and scream Grey’s name. “ I’m your father-in-law, you don’t have to be scared of me.” I didn’t know if I should trust his words, because I don’t understand his terms with Grey. Also I kind of sense that he didn’t like me that much for his son, how can I believe his words? Or I should ignore them and just scream for Grey’s help? “ Let’s speak as the father-in-law I am to you, and I smell how afraid you are of me. I just want to ask you to do something for me.” he lowered his face.

my father asks he was looking at Zack, intently “a sort of sir, ” “Stop calling me sir I am going to be your soon father-in-law. Unless you don't have any intention to marry my daughter after what happened to the both of you” Zack's face lightens up for a second yet it turns back into a sad face.

Andrew and I weren’t supposed to be talking, but I couldn’t stop getting my hopes up and thinking he’d throw caution to the wind and get in touch anyway. “It makes me feel odd,” I said, dropping my voice. “Having sex with my dad’s friend. Wouldn’t that be weird for you?” “No,” she flatly said. “Say you dated someone your dad had never met, then ended up getting married, and then he and your dad started watching football games or whatever guys do together. That happens all the time. It’s called becoming family. My brother in law Damon, and his wife, Bethany were basically family first. Remember? His father married her mother after everyone was grown and shit.” Crack went another peanut. “Andr

My father said in a slightly serious manner, making me look at him quizzically. He finally spoke, explaining a little about what he had done to Chris when he was out of my sight. My father had apparently threatened the man not to do anything to me lest something bad happen that he probably never wanted to happen. "You said something like that to Chris?" I asked with wide eyes. The old man nodded. "You're my son, of course I'm just doing all the things fathers do for their daughters who are getting married. He's just a son-in-law and your future husband. Ah, also the father of my granddaughter."