Romans & histoires My Son Might Be A Villain

“There’s a million ways this could go wrong. This is Mr Jonah Jonah we are talking about. A notorious criminal, not a child.” “Of course he will have people ready to take you down if it comes to that.” “Not with the Australian Authorities laying around. I won’t let my son inherit an enemy when I could have ended it today.” “A bullet to the head, a bullet to the heart and you’re dead! I’d rather he inherits an enemy that have a dead father.” “Or a bullet to the leg, or a bullet to the shoulder and I survive and Mr Jonah Jonah is gone forever from all our lives.”

In every story they tell, there is always a villain; maybe he was a villain in my story. He shouldn’t have let his father mislead him, but he was a fool, young and powerful, who wanted to please his father. But he can also tell his father that what he wanted to do wasn’t good enough; who knows, maybe he will listen to him. Maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t have been a victim to the evil orchestrated by his father. Then there was Cassius Ironclaw, the Alpha of the Wolfsong Dominion Pack, where I was born and brought up. Where is my home? Here or there? It is hard to choose.

My mouth stayed shut, my chest tight. “But... Daddy, you almost hurt my baby sister,” I finally said as I recalled the milk incident. “You told me to make Mommy happy, to give her the milk she liked, but it almost killed her. Her husband saved her. You said he was evil, but... Mommy smiles with him all the time.” His eyes darkened. “So now I’m the villain, right?” “No! I didn’t mean it like that!” “Then prove it.” His voice softened, but it wasn’t the kind of soft that made me feel safe. It was slow... scary. “You don’t want to be my son anymore?”

But then again I don't think I knew him well enough. "You see, your father's close man killed my son. And according to the rules, an important life for another. And I wanted you" Sicko. Villain bends holding my jaw with his hands. "Now you belong to us. I'd let my men take good care of you" his eye glints evilly. The guy from earlier steps forward looking at me with lust. I'm about to make what could be the worst decision of my life. I close my eyes saying the words that will change my life.

He’s so over the top, "I would never use my power for evil. If you really think that about me, then you don't know me." "I know you perfectly well. I know you would definitely use your power ‘for good’. Like to get those poor people the pack they want," he says in a slow voice, like I'm dumb. I shrug, because that is right, "That would create a war, don't you get it? The Alphas in the Northern Alliance would rather choke on a dick than to have those ‘lowlifes’ living in our side of the country. That means you’d have to move south and that would be even worse because Alphas are messy and violent over there, you could get in real trouble and I... fuck, Ivy. I just don't want to think about tha

“Am I a bad daughter for keeping it cold between the two of us? Should I just follow him and let him have me?” Angelo brushed my hair with his fingers. The sunlight that strikes behind him, makes him more attractive than ever. “You’re not a bad person for what you did. He’s the wrong one. The villain. The antagonist in your own story. You did that because he ruined your family. Instead of being a father, he chose to kill the people you love. Although it’s unfair that you’re siding with Mila rather than him, it’s an acceptable choice.” “Do you think we’re going to accomplish what we’ve started? Are we going to win?”

“Three weeks in a coma, thanks to your adorable son.” Nikolai’s hands trembled, rage mixing with regret on his face. “I didn’t send him.” “Of course,” I scoffed. “Because your son doesn’t need your permission to kill, does he?” “Vince is vicious. Even I fear him despite being his father. He took after my father, dangerous, vicious, and unforgiving. He carries out missions without my knowledge, so when I tell you I don’t know anything about this, trust me.”

“Uncle has always targeted our family. He sees it as his duty to search for cracks to exploit. But he’s your brother. Killing him would stain our name, and abusing my authority against the minor branch would break tradition. You raised us to lead without crushing the lesser line. Uncle sometimes forgets he is the lesser.” Mr. Vale smiled: slow, cold, and faintly proud. “That man never forgets he’s the minor. And he will not kill you over that boy; he would never dare. I also would never harm my own son over a… boy toy.” He leaned back, folding his hands. “But I can certainly remove the toy if it distracts my son from what truly matters. Don't make me do it.”

Eden has turned you into him Me: what? Mother: look son, I don't care what he told you about me. I don't care about all the lies anymore. But please don't follow after his footsteps. Don't be a terrible villain like your father. Me : villain? You're calling the man who was there while you were paying for your own bloody debts a villain? The only villain I see here is you

THE VILLAIN Written By: Rosapearl EPISODE FOURTEEN I was still checking myself in front of the mirror when I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was my mum again. she is never tired of an argument, she love to know everything going on. I don't blame her though that is how our family is. we carry each other burden. "Nor again mum" I yelled, Miller open the door and I was stunned to see Miller. I buried my face in my hand like a soldier that just lost a battle.