Seduce The Villians Father Novels & Stories

I want to scream but I suck in a breath, biting down on my lips as more tears stream down my face. “Wow! She must be a wild one then?” Mr. Vastlav whistles, “I could tame her if given the opportunity.” “Don’t fucking speak about my daughter like she’s some animal, you bloody bastard!” Father growls in warning. But the man only releases a dry chuckle. “I’m sorry for seeming disrespectful, Don Matteo. All I’m saying is that I’d love to take your daughter as a wife. We could become more powerful and our alliance would be built upon a stronger foundation.”

Until. "Fuccckkkkk!" I clasped her lips with palm silencing her screams as she climax. "Quiet my sweet, I'm just beginning...I'm going to make your knees tremble from my thrusts and you're going to take it. This is me being your fucking daddy..." my voice was ragged and harsh. She was whimpering already, clenching me hard inside her as I slammed my pelvis to her ass, and keep on fucking perform behind. Her knuckles were back to gripping the sheets, when I touched and play with her wetness.

"You're the one who framed my father!" "Oh, you finally guessed it?" Sif sneered gleefully. "Hahaha… You're smart, Vicky, but only that smart. Yes, I was the one who framed your father, and it won't just be you. I will bring down your entire family, and I will make sure Frank Lawrence suffers in eternal agony! Annulling my family's engagement, stopping my brother's master plan, and stealing his woman? You all deserve to die! And I will watch as every last Turnbull is crushed, while Frank screams on his knees in despair!"

stage. Who would have thought things would change so fast? Not long ago, he was resentful toward his father for being a cheater, and now he had done the exact same thing to me. They were no different. They were both womanizers. And things would certainly get intense if I ended up with his father. That thought jolted me awake. Maybe Lesly was right—revenge is a dish best served sweet. There is no rewind in real life; Mark cannot undo his mistakes. It was my turn to do something that would make his blood boil.

My tears fell, and I quickly wiped them away roughly. Father was indeed a handsome man, and it was impossible for any woman who knew him not to be captivated. He had a charm that women couldn't resist, plus he had money and power that dazzled those who were treasure-crazy. If Dad remarries, I swear that my stepmother will definitely hate me because she wants to inherit all the wealth that Dad has, and it turns out that Dad has already bequeathed most of it to me.

"Do I have anything on me?" He ignored me, still giving that intense fatherly look. How dare he; only my father gives me that look. He should be looking at me with love instead. My lips contorted as we continued our staring match. I had an idea to stop the impasse; he thinks he is the only one who can get a reaction out of me. I'll show him. "Mr. Clinton, do you like what you see?" I purred, biting my lips as I swayed my shoulder seductively.

Because some insults can't be bought away. My father carried out the hit. Killed your mother. But it wasn't just business. My father and Viktor were working together on something bigger. Something that would unite their families and their power. That something was you. Viktor wanted you raised by your father, kept innocent and sheltered. Then, when you were old enough, you'd be given to me. A marriage to unite the Moretti and Russo families. Viktor's revenge on Catherine, completed by forcing her daughter into the very alliance she'd run away from.

"For example, a mother who blames her daughter for the difficult childbirth, or a father who thrives off the flattery of others. Or even…" Looking at Leon next, I added, "Or even a fiance who, despite knowing the truth, chooses to turn a blind eye to it for the sake of personal gain." Leon looked up at me, regret in his eyes. "Elena…" Without giving him a chance to finish, I turned around and walked off the stage. My parents caught up to me in a corridor in the backstage area. "Elena!" Dad cried out frantically. "We didn't know Camilla would go this far…"

“Not before you damaged her. She was betrothed to me. My marked and claimed luna. My legal mate was assigned by the moon goddess yet you stole her from me for years.” “No, she was the mate the moon goddess chose for me too.” My father replied. “Liar. you just wanted her all along.” There was a sinister smile on his face, “Don’t worry, I’ll return the favor too. I’ll be getting your hidden rogue lover.” My father gritted his teeth, “Don’t kill Lilly.” “Oh, I won’t. I’ll just kill all your loved ones. Lilly, your daughter, and your pack members. Everyone except you so you will live in remorse all your life.”

Silas snarls, stepping towards Castor and immediately being held back by my father’s men. “I don’t know what you’re talking about! You probably did it yourself! Drive a wedge between us so I’m not there to protect her. You tried to kill her once, you’ll do it again!” Castor shouts, his eyes looking crazed as Ajax is forced to step in and hold him back. “At least I didn’t fucking groom her!” “She seduced me!” Those three words were all it took for my father to snap. His fist comes flying out like a cobra, connecting with Castor right in the centre of his face making his head snap back. If it weren’t for Ajax holding him, he’d be on the ground.