Romans & histoires Pregnant Father In Law

Dax ignored everyone, drew a chair, and made me sit, like I was his guest and not the center of the storm. My legs barely held me, my brain couldn’t even piece together fear properly. This couldn’t be real...could it? Pregnant for him? Was that even legal? I wondered if there was a secret mafia rulebook with a chapter titled What to Do When Your Bride Is Carrying Your Dad’s Child. Jasper approached slowly, shock etched deep but voice low, and respectful. “Father… How can this be? It doesn’t make sense. You can’t…”

The black sheep son of Garrett Rothschild, who had blown his trust fund a long time ago and wanted to make a name for himself in the business world. We’d met at a mutual friend’s party in Seattle that summer, six years ago and had fallen in love almost immediately. Worst part of all was how much I enjoyed playing the rebel. So infatuated was I, that nothing else mattered but our love that summer—not even my parents, who were strictly against our relationship. They opposed Julian Rothschild, like he was sick with the plague. Didn’t think him good enough for me. But like a fool, I had fought against them; the tooth and nail kind; comprised of sobs and loud yelling, until finally, they decided

he defends himself "You know what I mean, we need you to see a doctor. We should have you seen by several doctors! One of mine and one of the pack doctors. Fuck, maybe a healer too. Hades' hell, I can't believe you're pregnant, I am too young to be a grandpa" "Seriously? You're 700! Why is that what worries you, out of everything else?" Aylin snaps, and smacks him upside the head. "No more hand to hand training, Father can continue to train with your magic, but until we understand this pregnancy better you need to take it easy. I'm calling a pack doctor over now, you need to call your mate, and you" Aylin pauses looking at dad "go get Dr. Debake." Dad nods before he comes up to me and hugs m

Noticing Eoin coming to my side, my father bowed before they, too, embraced. "Thanks for bringing her back to me safe, Eoin." he whispered. "So am I forgiven for this mate thing?" Eoin asked, raising an eyebrow. "Maybe." My dad responded with a slight smirk, "but I'm a little young to be a grandfather." he added as I folded my arm of my growing bump. This was awkward as hell. The pack didn't really officially know the future king had a mate, and here I was pregnant. True in the fast-moving world of the mate bond, unplanned pregnancies and youthful pregnancies were the norm, and such a common occurance it was nearly expected, but it didn't make it any less shocking.

"So what's wrong with her?" "She's pregnant," I tilted my head upward and tilted it to the side puzzledly. "She almost died after Rihanna was born. The doctor warned her against another pregnancy and they have been careful but my father… haa," he sighed, "let's just say there was a mistake and now she's pregnant." He ran his palm over his face and hunched over dejectedly, the curls of his creamy blond hair falling over his nose.

I said seriously with a mixed tone. I noticed the rolling of her eyes when I let him go. I stood up and walked over to her. We almost fell because I suddenly hugged her. "Kobe, be careful. Your wife is pregnant, you might forget." Mama's sermon who is here near us with my father always frowning. "Yeah, I will Ma. Of course, she's my wife and I'll take care of her with my love." I laugh. "Come on, let's go home." Father's said seriously as he started to walk.

Myriam wrinkled her nose and blinked repeatedly. “What?” She questioned perplexed, “things are not as you think, the only reason I said that was because of Tony” she declared, “my ex-husband wants to claim paternity, alluding that I had insemination when I was married to him” she snorted, “I just want to protect my son. Gerald tensed every muscle in his body as he heard Wilson's intentions. "What does that unhappy man want?" he inquired, muttering, “you have no rights, I am Anthony's father” he declared firmly.

"I never knew he was my father-in-law when I met him on that plane. I was heartbroken, shattered, and heading to Spain. I thought he was just a rebound. But when I came back, he treated me like a woman should be treated. He treated me with so much respect, kindness, and love. I only discovered who he truly was weeks after our first encounter." Winston reached for my hand, but I kept talking. "I tried to walk away, to cut him off. But it was hard. Because Winston loved me. And I loved him back." Killian stepped forward, eyes blazing. "None of that matters! I am the father of your child. You have to remain married to me. It is an abomination for you to even think of marrying my father!" I laug

I responded. He nodded and wrote it down. “Then seeing that you are here alone makes me want to ask about the father of your pregnancy, because we are very precise with our policies so as not to break the medical rules,” he began to explain as my heart beat faster, afraid of what the outcome of this meeting might be. “The father of your baby must be present at your times of antenatal processes. Even if he lives out of the country, we would have to find a way for him to be a part of it. It is a general policy,” Ken explained.

I say hugging him. "Yes," Oliver says quietly. “Let's go downstairs and wait for our mothers, I'm sure we'll laugh about all this later…” I say, pulling away a little and kissing Oliver on the cheek. We go downstairs and Jennifer and Enrico are in their world hugging and emotional, Dad is silent looking at a fixed point deep in thought, and my father-in-law is sitting on the sofa with his hands together, he seems to be praying. “I’m praying you’re pregnant.” My father-in-law says looking at me without the slightest ceremony.