Romans & histoires Pregnant Father In Law

“ I will give you everything. Protection, power, status. No one will ever look down on you again. But in return, I want you to give me an heir. A child.” My fingers trembled slightly as I looked at him to be sure it's really him. I mean, Camden was my father in law. My Ex husband's father. Now he wants me to marry him. Be hi s wife and carry his child. But I wonder if he knows I'm actually barren, according to his son.

He is wearing a white shirt with two loose buttons that exposes his hairy chest where, if I peer closely, I can see the red welts I left on his body. “Joe, son, look at you!” he says, hugging his son. They slap each other’s backs, rocking back and forth while I stand behind them, waiting. My breath hitches, skin prickling. I am short of words. “Dad, I want you to meet my fiancée, Avery Pope!” Joe says when their hug breaks. He steps out of the way so I can come face-to-face with his father. For a second or two, we just stare at each other. The tension bristles in the air.

“No one is forcing me to do this. I’m doing this willingly.” Disappointed, my father pointed at me with a trembling finger and hissed, “If I had known that you would end up like this after marrying Steven, I would have rather locked you up, even if it means you’d become a spinster! Even if I have to tie you up, I’m dragging you back with me!” My father grabbed a coil of rope, as if to tie me up. I fought back furiously. With tears in her eyes, my mother said, “Listen to your father, Scarlet. We’ve found a good man from the next village for you. Steven is already dead. You don’t have to sacrifice the rest of your life for the Norn family.”

It is small enough. “I hate what fate did to us“ he said.The words were said in a low tone. Almost impossible for me to listen to but I heard them anyway “And I hate that you’re the one who has to pay the price. ” Before I could even give out a reply, he was gone, his heavy boots echoing down the hall. Leaving me in my thoughts wondering what the hell I just did.I just kissed my stepfather and he is my mate.This made me feel guilty for my actions.The mere thoughts of my mothers face was enough to increase it.

Julian lied, leaning forward, his eyes bright with false, desperate hope. “We can still fix this, Evie. My father... he’s an old man. He’s cold, he's ruthless, he doesn't know how to feel anything. He’s using you to get to your family’s shipping lanes. Come away with me today. We can fly to London, or we can file a motion to declare the marriage invalid on grounds of corporate coercion. My dad's lawyers can find a loophole. Just tell the press he forced you.” Evelyn leaned forward, mirroring his posture until her face was only inches from his across the table. The scent of her expensive jasmine perfume–a scent he had never bought her–filled his senses.

"Mom, Nicole can't stand the smell of greasy smoke since she got pregnant. Don't let her into the kitchen." After that, I gestured for ‘Nicole’ to find a place to sit before walking into the living room with the gifts in my hand. "Dad." "You're here." My father-in-law stopped tinkering with whatever was in his hand and turned to look at me. "You should make sure your mistress doesn't make trouble now that Nicole is pregnant. Don't do anything rash until the baby is born." "How did you know I have a mistress?" I was surprised at how calm I was.

he asked. “And I didn’t let her.” He shook his head. “Fuck, I don’t like that she even tried to talk to you. She had no right.” “I know,” I whispered, “but that wasn’t the worst part.” His eyes narrowed. “What else happened?” “She’s pregnant for him,” I said flatly. His entire face changed, twisting in dark and intense anger. “What?” “You heard me.” “Pregnant,” he repeated, voice rising. “She’s pregnant and he, my father... he–” He stood up abruptly, pacing. “He’s unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable.”

"Take your time. Give her a hug from me. Tell her we love her." "Will do." I looked at Luna, curled on the couch with her laptop, already researching "pregnancy while working big law." My daughter. About to become a mother. About to go through everything I went through. Fear. Joy. Exhaustion. Love. The whole beautiful, terrifying journey. "Luna?" "Hmm?" "Your dad says he loves you. And he's excited about being a grandpa." She smiled. "Even though he's eighty?" "Especially because he's eighty. He says he's distinguished enough to pull it off."

Reid said. "Yes , I am, I replied. He gave a nod and jotted it down. "Then the fact that you have come in here alone prompts me to inquire about the father of your pregnancy, because we are very particular about our policies so as not to violate any medical regulations," he began to elaborate as my heart raced with growing anxiety, terrified of what the conclusion of this meeting might bring. "The father of your child must be present at every one of your antenatal appointments. Even if he happens to reside outside the country, we would still have to find a means for him to be actively involved. It is a standard policy," Reid clarified.

"It was all a plan, I tried making your mum see the true colours of Ada, but she was so blind. Not until Ada tried seducing me. I played along with her, and showed your mum every message she sent to me. I don't know how you found out, but I'm guessing you read the messages she sent to me, and I still can't believe you had sex with that slut." "I made your mum see things clearly Kene. Sewa I got to know you didn't go for the surgery, cause you found out you were pregnant, you could have just gotten rid of the pregnancy but you chose to keep it, knowing the fact you won't get a chance for the transplant again." "Look what that got you, three miracles. My son is a sharp shooter." My father -in