Seducing The Villains Father Novels & Stories

Xavier said, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I nodded and took a deep breath, letting my mind relax. I decided to make the most of the time to my advantage. "So why don't we do something to take my mind off my father?" I wiggled my eyebrows, stroking his chest with my finger. A sly smile spread across Xavier's face as he leaned closer, his lips caressing my neck. As his hot breath fanned my skin, he whispered seductively, "As you wish, daddy's girl."

“He stopped. Can you believe it? Big bad Dominic King, the CEO who screws his way through half the city, couldn’t even put his cock in me. He fingered me until I came so hard I nearly cried. He had me writhing, begging and dripping all over his hand but then after that he just stopped, tucking me into bed like some precious little doll." "Yeah, I know that was the plan, but I still couldn't help looking forward to what it would have felt like to be fucked by the same dick screwing my mom” Kai’s throat bobbed, quickly looking away. “Jesus, Aria.” I pushed off the counter, sauntering closer until I perched on the arm of his chair. “What? You asked.” I traced my finger down his shoulder lazily.

He never stopped. His fingers curled under the hem of my top, yanking it up to my neck as he loomed over me, his dark eyes glinting with something cruel, something vile. My hands shot up instinctively to push him away, but he caught my wrists in one hand, pinning them above my head. “You’re just like her,” he hissed, his lips curling into a wicked smirk that sent ice down my spine. “Your mother… she seduced my father, didn’t she? Made him cheat on my mom.”

"And?" He leans into his stolen seat, one leg resting on the other. "I also believe you know who the underworld calls the Collector." My father. Without an audible response from me, he breathes, then continues. "During one of his infamous 'collections', he added the blood of Mateo Valdez to his long stretching victims." He pauses. "He was the heir to the Sonora District." "Why are you bringing this up after all these years?" His eyes rest on me for a second. "I was aiming for a soft landing." He shakes his head. "Surely, you must have noticed."

“We go together. As husband and wife. As the true heads of Calder and Villareal. We let Vincent show his hand. We let Elvira think she is winning. And all the while… we gather our own evidence. We finish what your parents started. We take down my father. We reclaim Obsidian. And we make sure no one else ever pays the price for their brilliance again.” I slipped from the bed, crossing to stand before him, wrapped only in the tangled sheet. I reached up to finish buttoning his shirt, fingers brushing against the strong, steady beat of his heart. He covered my hands with his own. “You really think we can win this?” I whispered. “Against your father… against Serrano… against Elvira and all the p

Her mind filled with the same forbidden image that always pushed her over the edge: Lucian Cross. The 41-year-old billionaire. Her father’s most dangerous enemy. Tall, muscular, commanding — a man who looked at her like he wanted to devour her whole. She imagined his large, rough hand replacing hers, his thick fingers stretching her virgin hole while he growled dirty words in her ear.

All men’s downfalls began when they started to fall for a woman. It made me feel powerful to know I had charmed men into falling for me and then transferring all their assets to me. I found that playing a victim worked better than people thought. “Veronika?” “Yes, Father.” “Don’t fuck this up. You don’t want me to get mad at you, do you?” I shook my head rapidly. Father smiled and kissed me on the forehead. “Go and pack your items. I’m making sure you move into Maxim’s mansion. Make sure to watch everything he does and report back to me. The answer to taking the throne for ourselves is in getting close to him.”

“Punishing you?” “Yes!” she shouted. “You tried to humiliate me in front of the council!” “I tried to show them who you really are.” “And what is that?” “A hypocrite.” Her face flushed. “I didn’t cheat on anybod, that's was former video.” “No,” I snapped. “but You just have to fall in love with my father.” The room felt smaller. “You think I planned this?” she shot back. “You think I woke up one day and thought, ‘Let me ruin Alice’s life for fun’?”

He fell on his knees, and his dad, Lord Lucifer, grabbed his face. "You are Vincenzo West Pecaminoso… Son of Sin. You will only act like your father. You are my puppet. I gave you life; I made you. I could have let your mom abort you, but I didn’t. So you will act like me, do what I want you to do. I heard you when you said you would never hurt a woman. I won’t let you be a simp. You will kill your mom with a gun." He whispered.

He said this as he took a step toward him, making me take a step back, memories of Julien’s death flashing in my mind. “Keep her down there; have your way with her. I do not care, but do not leave a mark on her body,” Father said, making me look up at him with sadness. “And who are you to tell me what to do?” Viktor sneered, looking at Father with anger. “That is all I am asking, Viktor. Our plan is almost a victory; don’t spoil it over an emotion.” Father pushed Viktor on the chest and took my hand, but Viktor stopped him.