Super Dope Son In Law Novels & Stories

The old man was getting — well, old. "Dad, are you okay?" I handed him his drink. "What do you think? Our family is on the verge of a full-on war. My son is a walking time bomb because of some woman. And I have a nephew with the potential to be the next American psycho walking around the house." I took a seat across from him. "You forgot having James as a future son-in-law."

" How are you? My son in law has grown so much into a man and looks more fit for my daughter now, I can't wait for the royal wedding where we get to televised it, it's going to be the best marriage in town. " I became lost, if I say this isn't coming to me as a surprise it's a lie because I thought , I and my parent had discussions on this that I and Sophie are accepted then why the son in law and Lucy saying she is my princess? I thought.

The caption on the livestream was poison: "Rich wife fakes poverty, abandons husband and child, targets Harvard son." The comments were already a dumpster fire, class resentment and rage-bait all funneled directly at me. One comment in particular: "Anyone else notice the antlers in the background? I think that's a hint he got played. My money's on the HR guy. Rich girls always play dirty." "Walking out on her own son, this woman has no soul. I'd put that kid on a pedestal." "Harvard son and she still left? Something is very wrong with her."

I remembered complimenting him on how cute his kid was. "Mommy!" The toddler's bright voice made my pupils dilate. Cynthia froze too, but the moment she saw who it was, her expression melted. She scooped the four-year-old boy into her arms and kissed his cheek. "What are you guys doing here?" The man just smiled. He looked at me and offered a polite nod. "Hey, I'm Bradley Wilson. We met yesterday, remember?" So this was her ex-husband. "Theo is still young. He needs his mom. I figured moving into the apartment right below yours would make things easier for everyone."

"He's 24. Trade school graduate. He makes 450 bucks a month and spends his days in internet cafes. My mom said they had to make his wedding look impressive so that the bride's family wouldn't look down on him." "Well–" "Edith, I'm not jealous of him. I just want to know if I'm really their son. I fight my way through life just to build a home, and they tell me to rely on myself. But Logan? They throw money at him." "Evan, don't think that way. Your parents only did it for your uncle–"

“Their stock crashed this morning. They’re being forced into a merger.” “A merger?” I murmured, my stomach tightening. “With a giant,” he added. “One of the biggest entertainment empires.” Before I could ask which one, the car slowed at a red light. Noelle tugged my sleeve. “Mommy,” she whispered, pointing out the window. “Who is that man?” My blood froze. A massive digital billboard glowed above the street. Obsidian Holdings. And standing at the center of it— Dominic Montgomery. He looked sharper than he had five years ago. More dangerous. More powerful. The pain I buried clawed its way back to the surface.

Sophia's father, James Parker, smiled broadly, his eyes shining with happiness. As the newlyweds were pronounced husband and wife, the congregation erupted into cheers and applause. Ethan and Sophia shared a tender kiss, basking in the joy and love surrounding them. The reception was a lavish affair, with champagne toasts, gourmet food, and a live band playing the couple's favorite songs. Ethan and Sophia danced their first dance as husband and wife, surrounded by their friends and family. As the night wore on, Ethan couldn't help but feel grateful for this new chapter in his life. He had never felt so loved, so accepted, and so happy.

I was shaking, sobbing with pleasure, “Goddamn, listen to you—screaming for Daddy’s cum like the campus slut you are. My son’s texting you right now and you’re creaming all over his father’s cock—fuck, I’m right there—gonna breed this tight pussy—gonna knock you up on my desk—take it, baby—TAKE DADDY’S LOAD!” He slammed in to me last time and exploded. “Fuuuuck—I’m cumming—Daddy’s cumming so hard inside you—feel that, princess?

She responded with a smile and a nod. “Then about earlier. What happened? Are you sure you are okay, and how are the twins? Are they okay?” This wasn’t the first time the CEO was showing so much worry about her. It had always been like this ever since she saved his wife from the brink of death. He cared for her much like a father would do to his daughter. As much as it wouldn't have been needed, Sophia could say that Mr. Johnson, the CEO, has over the past months clouded the space of a father that she yearned for.

They just wondered what Dominic and Kayla must be discussing. “Is that the Dominic guy who you said troubled your high school days?” Sonia asked Kiran, who responded with a nod. “I know that man. He’s among the best lawyers in the state and in Italy. The chairman of DnW, where my husband loves to buy his jewelries from. Believe me, Dominic is so hot. Where was this guy when I was single?” Sonia gazed at Dominic, smiling seductively. “He grew up with that big smile on his face which irks the crap out of me. I didn’t know he could still smile after losing his friends,” Kiran said.