Supreme Son In Law Novels & Stories

"You don’t know as much as you think." I smile slowly. "I know enough." His jaw tightens. Then he leans in. "Then let me make it clearer. I may not be the best husband, but I'm the perfect son." He boasts adjusting his shirt. "Something you could never know, Cain." He steps closer, so close I can sniff stale breath. "Our father is stepping down, but only one twin can inherit controlling shares." He moves around me in slow circles. "The condition? present a stable marriage." He stops and stares at me with a stupid smirk that I want to slap off. "You have nothing to gain from lurking around, so just crawl back into whatever dirty, criminal hole you crawled out of."

"Don't scold him. Look at how cute and handsome your son is and he's smart, how can you scold him." "Just let him, we don't mind." He looked at them flatly. "Geez! I was just counting." "But it's going there, daddy," the son said. He looked down at him again. "They don't owe you," he told his son emphatically. The son shook his head and looked at the Supervisor. "You owe me right?" The latter immediately nodded. "Yes, what do you want? Since I don't have food right now," the old man asked.

Old Master Taylor chortled warmly. “Grandpa Taylor is right! Why didn’t you inform me earlier? If you’d told me earlier, I could have brought breakfast to your bed and even clean your feet every day! My god, my son-in-law is the Supreme Warrior! Does this mean I’m the mother-in-law of the Supreme Warrior? Then my daughter is the wife of the Supreme Warrior? Dios mios!” “Sigh! If you’d told me earlier, I could have bragged about it in front of my friends and classmates in the Middle Province! Sigh! Now, I don’t know anybody in this city, who am I going to show off to?”

I looked up at Scott. "The Jamesons' foundation is now tied to my son. Either you sign the papers and guarantee Connor's right to his inheritance in the future by making me a shareholder, or you reject my request and watch your relatives eat your family alive." Scott's fingers trembled.

Never knew which aggressive climbers on the family payroll might be eavesdropping. "It's simple. We get one of the Titans on our side to veto Tristan's bullshit claim to CEO. Without unanimous blessing from all four Titans, even the old man can't anoint his precious golden child successor and ignore proper order of succession protocol." Blaine allowed himself a ruthless smile as he delivered the coup de grace. "The title and all its trimmings fall back to you as next legitimate heir. And won't our dear cousin be choking on bile and envy watching his pompous dreams go down in flames after one fleeting taste. It'll almost be worth tolerating your useless ass actually in power just for that swe

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."

asked Emmy still getting suspicious. " I understand your concerns but son, Supreme ancestor told me that you have to go there and only then you would have your mate. If this chance goes away, I am afraid, you won't be able to do anything in the future. " his father said expressions his concerns. Although he had full faith in his Ancestor’s words, still he was a father and being concerned for his dear son was the only thing he could stop himself from doing.

She has this hot and cold relationship with my father and he can take her temper from zero to a hundred in ten seconds flat. We have complete honesty in our family and we share everything. My grandfather, Malachi, used to compete in death fights and he now holds the position of Head Alpha of The Council of the United States. He is the voice of reason in our family, which is weird when you know Aunt Jessica. She married Malachi without him even proposing.

Long Shitian was so proud that he didn't notice the movement behind him at all. He was still saying, "I just told your brother the good news. Your brother must be in great pain now. Ha, isn't he very awesome in front of me all the time? Well, I've thrown him behind my butt, haven't I?" He never cared about me! "My son is the eldest son of the next generation of the Sandler Family. At that time, he, William's child, will have to call him big brother..."

Damien declares calmly, " I have made things clear before! This is your family and I don't care about it! So if needed, you can discipline your own son! Chairman!" Mr Crawley flinches when he calls him Chairman. He stands up, furious, " You... You are like that Bitch. That worthless fucking bitch gave birth a worthless cripple. What do you think? This company will keep you as CEO forever! That's right. My son, my real son will take over it. And until then, you should suck it up and keep the company perfect." Damien looks at his father, his gaze shows mockery... " What are you looking at? You bastard!"