The Dominant Son In-law Drama นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Grieving Drew looked emaciated, and his mother had wept, pleading with him to eat, but he remained unresponsive. That evening, as heavy rain fell, Alpha Dominic had reached his limit. He stormed into his son's room, but the boy did not acknowledge his father’s presence. Dominic approached his son, disregarding how frail he had become, and grabbed him by his shirt, dragging him out of the room. The boy remained silent, and the Luna rushed to her husband, begging him to leave their son be, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

“It will twist the bond. Turn it volatile. Transform their instincts into madness. They’ll become erratic, territorial. Dangerous. The magic feeds on proximity. The more time they spend together, the worse it gets.” A light of understanding flickered in his eyes “You’re saying they’ll destroy each other.” “Precisely. And no one will blame you. Or me.” Dominic didn’t speak for a long time. I watched him as he paced around the too-small room, his jaw clenched, weighing political gain against paternal shame. He would never accept what his son was. Not really. Not unless he could twist it to his advantage. “What do you need from me?” he asked finally as he came to a stop.

"You gave me everything I ever wanted, and so much more. God, Eve. I love you so much." "He definitely has your temper.” A wet, exhausted laugh escapes me as the baby continues to scream his displeasure at the bright lights of the room. "He’s a Grimaldi," Dominik murmurs, a fierce, undeniable pride settling over his features as he looks down at his heir. "He’s going to demand the world. And we’re going to hand it to him on a silver platter." Resting my head against the pillows, my eyes drift shut, listening to the furious wails of my son and feeling the solid, unbreakable presence of my husband beside me.

Dominic declared, aiming his gun at Ivan while the other men stood by, watching the confrontation unfold. Ivan smirked, his eyes narrowing. "Liar? Last I checked, she signed the divorce papers, didn’t she? And who did she marry after that? Me. So yes, Dominic, that’s my wife, and that’s my son," Ivan replied. "Over my dead body!" Dominic shouted, his voice trembling with rage. "You will never be a father to him. Never!" "That can be arranged, and I will be a father to him, just as I have been since his birth, and I always will be. You can do nothing about it, Dominic," Ivan retorted sharply.

When I walked into the Romano Group’s marble lobby that morning, I didn’t expect to see him with her. Giovanni Romano — my husband, my son’s father — stood by the glass elevator, gently brushing a strand of hair from Elena Duval’s face. She was all soft laughter and pale perfume, the kind of woman who looked like she belonged in champagne ads, not in the same world as me. And the way he looked at her — like she was the air he hadn’t breathed in years — burned straight through me.

"He didn't send me, Dominic. I come because we need help. We need a loan to bridge the gap until the market stabilizes." Dominic lets out a short, dry laugh. He sets his glass down and leans forward, his imposing frame casting a shadow across the desk. "A loan. You want me to throw good money after the bad that my son has already wasted. Julian is weak, Sarah. He always has been. He treats his life, and his wife, like things that will just always be there, regardless of how much he neglects them." I feel a flush of heat creep up my neck. "He’s your son."

"Are you just going to forget about him? He made you suffer. He doesn't deserve to be called your father. He needs to die" Dominic frowned. "Okay, you're acting very strange. This is so unlike you. What's really going on?" He asked. "I'm acting really strange? Would you remain calm and collected if someone kidnapped your heavily pregnant wife because her dad is owing him a lot of money?" Dominic narrowed his eyes. "Where is Rielle?" "He took her. The bastard fucking took my wife" Dominic's eyes went wide.

Originally is Egbert Leon not yet received receipt of this premium silk fabric gift, Darius Frank saw that his son was angry with Tadhg Walter, immediately recognized this man. It turns out that this is Tadhg Walter, is Vivian Arnold's husband, is the son-in-law Arnold family. At first, Darius Frank saw Tadhg Walter and did not recognise, but why was Tadhg Walter with Egbert Leon, what happens before his eyes, Darius Frank is the best person who knows the best determined is related to Vivian Arnold.

As if she was about to faint and had just heard something distastefully scandalous. “Sacha will you stop joking around, can't you see that your mother is about to have a mental breakdown and your aunt a heart attack!” Her step-father admonished with a glare. Sharply aimed at her and at her new husband while trying to hold back his enraged wife. Her uncle was also now giving her a disappointed stare. While her cousins had smug looks and were laughing under their breaths whispering snide remarks aimed at them. “That's the thing...I am not joking around! I did get married and this here is MY Husband,” Sacha finally snapped back, annoyed by how over-dramatic they were all being. Acting as if she

"Who is this? It's Christmas. Natalia, is he your friend? What's all the shouting about? The relatives inside can hear everything. Take it outside if there's something you need to discuss. Don't cause a scene in the house." I suddenly laughed, the sound harsh even to my own ears. "Do you two not even recognize your own son-in-law anymore? Were all the money and gifts I sent during the holidays for nothing?" Liliana's expression changed drastically, her voice turning shrill. "What nonsense are you talking about? We don't know you at all!" The house was filled with what appeared to be visiting relatives. They were whispering among themselves, but every word reached my ears clearly. "Son-in-law