Rather Than The Son I'll Take The Father นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Not all men are the same. Just because that bastard treated you like—” “I don’t care,” I cut him off, sharper than intended. His brows rose, but I pressed on before he could lecture me again. “All I need is my son, Father. No one else gets to be a part of my life again. No man. Not ever.” Silence stretched between us for a beat before Julio sighed, shaking his head. “Stubborn as always. Just like your mother.” “Runs in the family,” I quipped, giving him a pointed look.

She tried to pull her hand out of my grip, but I gripped it even tighter. "YOU'RE CRAZY!" my father shouted into the phone. "NO!" I said sharply while glaring at Sheryl. "I JUST WANT TO BE HAPPY IN MY OWN WAY." "Xander, you can't do that," my father's voice softened a little. "You are my only son and this pack is your inheritance. You must--" "If you think so, then stop pushing things that I hate and just accept everything I decide. Or, you can find someone else to replace me, someone you can arrange and control as you wish," I replied coldly.

I felt like he would have accepted me at first, then after he had claimed me, he would have rejected me. His gaze turned lustful, and that was when I knew that even now that he has lost his father’s favour, he still hasn't learned his lesson. “Oh… Goddess, so you allow both father and son fuck you.” He took a step closer, whispering, “Tell me… who does it better? The Alpha or his son?”

I want to fall in love someday like my parents but I am scared. "Son, I know the world we live in is a dangerous one but you have to look at the bright side" my father said. "Okay father, I will do that, I will get married " I said "Well, I already picked the perfect person for you" my father said, I just looked at him weirdly "Who?" I asked "The Smith family" my father said "No, never , anyone but them, don't you know about their family? Paul Smith and his wife are greedy people and let us not talk about his daughter, Jade Smith, she is always in the spotlight" I argued

I conceded. "Son, I understand your worry and how you feel. Things will improve, and you will find happiness again," Dad assured, his hand resting on my shoulder. His empathetic words and reference to me as 'son' for the second time comforted me. I felt less alone, knowing I had my father's sincere support, unlike my mother, who had only ever shown greed.

I immediately had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "Eden, come here." My father held Eden's hand and looked around at everyone around the bed. "I declare that I will pass the position of Alpha to my youngest son, Eden!" What? I thought I had heard him wrong at first. "What are you saying? No! Why is it Eden?" I was consumed by rage. "I am your eldest son.I should be the one to take over the position of Alpha!" In my anger, I pushed Eden away and walked to my father's bed.

you are horrible. - No, I am a person who cares for the power entrusted to him. I am in the running for mayor this year, and I will not allow a tramp like you and a thug romance to take that away from me. Your father's company was a great gain for you and my son. Take care of him. I would hate to have to take over something that your father had to give up in such a painful way. - Damn you... I don't care about this company, much less about your image, I won't stay a second longer next to your son.

I said, fiercely. He nodded, his eyes darkening. “I know. Dad was always so quick to forgive Simon’s mistakes, but not mine. This is my chance to take it all, to prove that I’m the one who should lead this family. Simon may be the eldest, but I’m the one who’s capable. I won’t let him win.” I smiled, proud of my son. "You’re right, Tom. You deserve everything that Simon has been given.” I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper. “We’ve worked too hard for this. We won’t let him take what’s yours.”

Who knew Father has other thoughts? My heart pounds in my chest, but I force myself to remain composed. Slowly, I rise from my seat, bowing my head in deference before speaking. "With all due respect, Father, I must decline this role." Father’s piercing gaze lands on me, unflinching. "I lack the necessary training for such a trial," I continue, choosing my words carefully. "Surely, there is someone more suited—" "You are my son," Father interrupts resolutely. "And my heir."

“You’ve been chosen to marry Nico Ravazzani, his heir. It’s a strong match, Ana. A privilege, truly.” A privilege? I stared at the man who once vowed I’d earn a college degree before ever thinking of marriage. Who told me I could choose who I’d marry. Empty promises. Every single one. “No way. I’m not marrying some stranger across the world. I don’t want a mafia husband. I’m starting school this fall.” My father’s expression turned cold, a mask I didn’t recognize. It wasn’t the face of my dad—it was the face of a ‘ndrina leader, someone capable of cruelty without flinching.