Rejected By My Boyfriend's Dad Novels & Stories

When his gaze landed on me, relief flashed across his face so fast it hurt. “Sammy,” he said, stepping forward. “What’s going on. Why am I here.” I swallowed. Before I could answer, my father spoke. “Let us not beat around the bush,” he said coldly. “Reject him.” The words dropped into the room like a blade. Jayden froze. Slowly, he turned toward my father, disbelief written all over his face. “Reject him,” Jayden repeated. “Really. Your son is not a toddler you get to command like that.”

My appetite was just gone. “Jackson—” he began. “Can we not?” I asked. “We have already talked.” “And you don’t seem to listen.” “I hear you!” I exclaimed. “No, you don’t.” “Dad…” “Maybe it was time you considered a rejection,” my dad said, shocking me.

My appetite was just gone. “Jackson—” he began. “Can we not?” I asked. “We have already talked.” “And you don’t seem to listen.” “I hear you!” I exclaimed. “No, you don’t.” “Dad…” “Maybe it was time you considered a rejection,” my dad said, shocking me.

just he wait and see what l do to him. Gosh! Not like l can do anything anyways . I sighed heavily. I remembered Ryan and take my phone from my bag to give him a call when mom and dad shows up. I stylishly kept the phone back. Actually, Ryan is my boyfriend but Mom or Dad never approved of our relationship. "Ava, you are back? " Mom asked as they both settled on the couch. "Yeah. I didn't get the job " I replied. "I knew you wouldn't get it and you look like someone who got into a fight "Dad replied and i itched the nape of my neck.

I am pretty sure that if Karen had known about our relationship he would object to it since he isn't a fan of Addison. “Would it be wrong if I say that he rejected the warrior as his mate? “I uttered with a forceful smile. My father’s hands dropped down weakly, his mouth ghastly opened, he did not care to look at my face, probably he was not bold enough to do so. I went closely towards him and looked deeply into his eyes, I wanted to be sure that he was alright. “Rhoda, you said he rejected you?" he scoffed, holding my hand “Look at me and repeat those words," he said in a crackly teary voice.

He smiles at me as I lift my head to met his beautiful green eyes, I cupped his face and kiss his lips before I went inside the house. My Dad was on the couch, siting with his legs crossed while holding a cup of tea. "Boyfriend huh?" he said in sarcasm, "I know that you are aware that you cannot be with him, so why you both wasting each other time?" He said calmy without looking at me. "You guys are never meant for each other," he added. "Dad, I love him," He stares back at me as he put back down the cup. "Can we just break the agreement, that we have? Please, Dad," I begged.

This must be a dream. No, a nightmare. There’s this heaviness, this tightness I feel in my chest as I looked at them while they try to adjust themselves. “Ari, Dear, I can explain this.” My Dad said as he tried to reach for me. “What exactly do you want to explain, Dad? The fact that you’re gay or the fact that your dick was just in my boyfriend’s mouth?” I shot at him. Then I turned to my so-called boyfriend, scratch

he muttered effortlessly as if his words were not harshly bruising my soul. ‎When Lexa was rejected as his bride-to-be, Father insisted that I must marry him. They were dating in school then before the alliance came. Hence it was supposed to be easy for them, but his grandfather ended up rejecting Lexa as she seemed too exposed and attended clubs. I didn’t want it, but Dad already made it seemed like a it was a must. It felt like I'd be disowned that minute if I didn't listen to him. Hence I had no choice

I’m pretty sure that these boys are mistaken but I don’t have the heart to tell them. “Look, I know this is going to sound harsh, but you can reject fated mates.” “The pack historian said you can’t!” Lou argues. “He said there are consequences!” My eyes narrow at that last part, but I’ve got a bunch of upset teenagers in front of me who are behaving like I just told them Santa isn’t real.

He stood and looked down at me with the arrogance of a man who'd just won something. "From now on, stop embarrassing yourself chasing me around." "You can't give me the kind of love I want. All you can do is weigh me down with society's expectations." I looked at him — earnest, deluded, convinced he was a romantic hero. "Okay. Wishing you both all the best. Long happy life." I stood up — and right on cue, Felix's mother Mrs. Davenport stormed in. "Felix! What did you just send?!" Mrs. Davenport shoved me aside and stumbled to the laptop.