Novel & Cerita Supreme Son In Law

He was his father’s only son in charge of the multi billion dollar business across the majority of the states. And Celine, the road trips. The whispered promises. The long shifts at the hospital where Celine, my best friend, covered for me just so I could race to Jeremy for dinner. The nights I stayed with her, crying about him pulling away, and she stroked my hair and swore she’d never let anyone hurt me. My stomach twisted violently.

"Mum, don't think like that. At no time did Stefan ever talk to Grandpa Sanjaya about inheritance. Even my husband never asked Grandpa for anything. If Stefan received anything, it was purely from Grandfather's gift, not from my husband's willpower." Suddenly the voice on the phone changed. Howling loudly, "Stefan the rubbish son-in-law is sneaky! My son, you must be careful! If he gets his share and Grandpa is dead, he'll leave you alone." Lionny gasped. "What are you talking about? Stop slandering my husband."

They were dangerous than what I thought. Cosa Il Sovrano is part of his family legacy. His the youngest son but his father given him the position. I don't know why, and I didn't ask either. He told me so many things, and up until now I still couldn't process all of it. He said that my father wasn't aware with consequence once I married him and accept his given protection, reason why Dad immediately agreed.

That is what always got him into trouble. “Cousin,” I say passing him the beer I ordered for him. “Thanks. How is my son?” He asks. I raise my eyebrows in surprise. “You know Zane is your son?” “Yes,” He answers. “He is well, living like a prince,” I take a drink of my beer. “I had plans for two years on how to make him Alpha Lord, you of course screwed me up. You have two heirs?” Jeffery drinks. “Yes are you coming after them?”

“I never knew that you two were friends. Now you cover him up while he goes for his weird outings right?” “Trust me, you don’t want to know where your real son is right now,” Jimin muttered under his breath and dug into his chicken with the fork lying on the table beside him. “Say what now?” Michael stared at him. “What are you saying?” “Nothing you need to know, Michael,” Jimin frowned. “It seems you have forgotten that I remain superior to you.” “Oh yes I know you are still superior to me,” Michael smiled. “But at least I don’t have to answer Sir to you anymore. I’m now the Alpha’s father and you would respect me as well.”

She doesn't deserve this, so I will play along until I discover why I am so attracted to Stella… I walked towards my dad's office and knocked on his door. His baritone voice sounded on the other side. “Come in, son…” My dad is the current Supreme Alpha, he is like the king that rules over the packs. We look a lot alike, blonde hair with blue eyes, I am a bit taller than him, with my 6 ft 2 inch height. My dad has always used classic military cut hair and clean facial hair compared to my modern hair, trimmed on the sides and long on top, and I do wear a two-to-three-day grown beard. And despite being the ultimate powerful ruler in our world, my dad has always been a loving, present father. I

“And... what am I doing?” He huffed out a laugh. “You try to drive a wedge between me and my son-in-law, but that won't work.” I blinked, processing his words. “So… you care more about your son-in-law than your daughter?” Cold laughter burst through his throat. “Of course, I care more about my son-in-law! He's a man, after all! He's the one who'll inherit my company, not some daughter of mine!” My mouth opened. He clearly headed for the Worst Father on the Planet reward. Then again, that explained why he had agreed to Brianna and Dylan's wedding in the first place...

I clenched my fists, the leather of the chair creaking beneath my grip. “You’d choose an outsider over your own son?” I said, my voice cold and dangerous. “In our world, an adopted son is no different than blood. You know that,” he said, his tone unwavering. “He’s got Kimberly,” I growled. “My woman.” “And you failed to protect her,” he replied, as calm as ever. I shot to my feet, unable to hold it in any longer. “Enough. I didn’t come here for a lecture.” Supremo leaned back in his chair, his gaze never leaving me. “Then why are you here, Leonardo?”

"In the catacombs, you knew exactly what the Elders were planning before Aiden even got the official notes. Today, you knew their rules. How can a student Alpha see right through the Council's deepest secrets, even before the overall Alpha king?" A heavy silence fell over the room. Alex looked down at his boots, while Aiden simply stared at Kaelen, waiting. Kaelen’s smile vanished, replaced by a cold, distant look. "Because Kaelen’s father is the Supreme High Elder," Aiden answered quietly. "He is the absolute head of the High Council." My jaw dropped. I stared at Kaelen in shock. The Supreme High Elder's son. The very man leading the hunt against my extinct bloodline was Kaelen's father. It

Not the slightest bit of panic nor haste could be seen but silence, for the head of the family has spoken. As much as the mother and son already attained authority through their family, they could disregard his words and take matters into their own accord. But they didn’t, since the man was most powerful, since he is indeed the director and owner of the wealth they have today. It’s nothing compared to the CEO that Christian is, since he is still under his so-called ‘father’s’ wing. Step-father, rather.