Seduce The Villians Father Novels & Stories

His voice dips low, almost a whisper, filled with twisted longing. My entire body goes rigid. "You tried to kill me!" I hiss, my teeth nearly grinding together from rage. "That was a stupid mistake," he says smoothly, reaching for my hand. "Leave my father, and come to me instead." Disgust twists my stomach. I jerk my hand away as if his touch burns. "You’re insane, Chad. You don’t regret a damn thing!" He smirks, stepping closer. "Oh, come on, baby. I do. Let me prove it to you."

Coincidentally, she handed it over to my father on the same day his own mother died—found hanging in the foyer, her neck attached to the banister by a cable. He got attached real quick. "Four is a death sentence." But maybe I should push this up the fun scale a little. "By hanging," I conclude with a smirk. He swallows, pupils shaking even worse than the rest of his body. With a shaky breath, he goes for the next. "Five means my crimes will be forgiven, and I will be spared." He's one to learn from his mistakes. Good. Now we are down to six, the last number. Without haste, I push off the table and step towards him. He's scared. It shows by the way his nails dig into his hand, by the tremble

“I thought I might start by introducing myself to his father.” He smirked, just slightly. “Stepfather.” “Details,” I said, turning to face him fully. “Such fragile things. Like trust. Like bloodlines.” A flicker of something crossed his face, could it be approval? Curiosity? It was gone before I could name it. “Careful, Miss Virelle,” he murmured, stepping closer, so close I could smell the quiet heat of his cologne smelled of cedarwood and something older. “You’re playing a game where even the winners bleed.”

“You said you want to become manipulative.” Father sits up in his chair, trying so hard to ease his expression. “I want to use the picture to get her to surrender,” he says smoothly. “I will threaten to release the picture if she doesn’t step back and renounce that nonsense power of opposing me that she holds. So, what do you think about it?” He seems not too pleased about it and clearly needs my suggestions. “Damon suggested it, but I find it somehow… cowardice.” I know I’m supposed to agree with Damon and should even be excited about getting a free ticket to the throne, but just like Father, I find it cowardice too. It is proof that I’m no better than Nerrissa and River, or maybe I’m even

Johannes licked a slimy trail behind her ear, and she gagged. “Here’s how this is going to work,” His mouth moved to her neck, “You’re going to go to the bank and give me the money I need. You’re going to do it today, and every time I request it. Otherwise, I’m going to get you and the duke arrested for treason.” She swallowed her knee-jerk reaction to agree to his demands. Anything to get this man off of her, anything to get home to her husband. But she would not yield, “I will not.”

My dad collected some bribe from the family and marry his secretary just a month after my mum's burial. Home is hell, I live like a nobody even in my father house because the house is controlled by my suppose step mum. I live like I don't exist in the house to avoid her trouble. to be continued **rosapearl**.

And that just made me want to push harder. "Oh, I think I do, Gabriel," I whispered, my voice surprisingly steady despite my hammering heart. I pulled my wrist gently, testing his hold. He didn't release me. His thumb, almost unconsciously, brushed against my pulse point, and a fresh jolt shot through me. His eyes narrowed, still blazing. "This isn't a game, Tiana. You're a child. My best friend's daughter. You're living under my roof." Each word was clipped, laced with a desperate control.

is it wrong that I find it strangely arousing? My eyes fall to my father, where they are shoving him into an SUV and I get flashes of my nine-year-old self, sitting out in the dead cold as they haul my Dad in an SUV similar to this one so the Alpha could tell him whether he lived or died. Tears trail down my cheeks soundlessly and I shove Kaden aside to get to him. I'm not fast enough. Kaden grabs my waist and keeps me locked in his hold as I scream for him to let my father go. The SUV is filled and rolls off of the clearing as un-pretty sobs leave me.

Just what that girl has that his father is being so reluctant. "Father you know I already have a mistress and she's enough for me. I am fine with her. She's good in bed and I have no mood for another woman now. When I will have. I will gladly bring that cagna here for my entertainment."(-Bitch) Mr Valentino shot him a glare. No matter how much of a ruthless and dangerous man Xavier is. He can never say no to his father when he got a threatening gaze from him.

He said with a sharp gaze, that could make one shiver. Despite this, his father didn't budge. "I would rather have you hate me than let you and she be together. She will only destroy you." He said and further asked him to make his decision fast, because he's one second away from giving the order to kill his lover. "Dad, please. I beg you." He pleaded and the man picked up his phone as a response. "No, please." Alex stopped him. "Give me your word that you will never set your eyes on her again after tomorrow and I will make sure to act like she doesn't exist.