Romans & histoires The Dominant Son In-law Drama

“Come on. If we stay out here too long, my father will think we’re actually getting along.” We returned inside the house. Alpha Aesop stood up when he saw us. “Ah, there you are,” he said with a satisfied smile. “I assume the two of you had a productive conversation.” Dominic said nothing. My father shook the Alpha’s hand respectfully. “You’ve raised a remarkable daughter,” the Alpha said to him. “She has the strength and character this family needs.” I forced a polite smile. Then Dominic spoke suddenly. “That’s not the real reason for this marriage, Father.”

She let me rest on the couch as she handed me more water. “Thank you,” I told her. “I am very grateful for what you did for me.” “No need to thank me, my dear. You might think that we are not observant with all that’s happening in the pack house, but that’s far from the truth. My husband served there as a guard all his life, and when he passed, his son took over. I don’t mean to pry, but Dominic didn’t fail to notice the Alpha’s sudden change in decisions. For no reason at all, he seems to favor the mistress more than any other thing that sounds reasonable.”

His father pleaded, I held onto Dominic and gestured for him to listen to his father which he did as he finally sat down and I sat beside him. “Son this is what happened, when my boss was about to die he handed me all of his properties and pleaded with me to look after all his family members which I have been doing till today, his family all based in Italy. There was this his little granddaughter that he was very close with, back then he saw how I raised you in a good way and he made me promise him that you two will get married when you finally grow up, I agreed back then because I thought that when you both grow up you can make your own choices I never thought a day will come will she's goi

he said slowly, “to give one hundred thousand dollars to the same half-brother who told his friends I was a house pet. Who mocked my wife online using a burner account. Who still owes me three thousand from ten years ago and has never acknowledged it.” Margaret gave a tight-lipped smile. “He’s your brother.” “No,” Julian said. “He’s your son.” Her hands tensed around the teacup. He placed a bill on the table and stood. Margaret stood, too—fast, angry now. “You think those people love you, Julian? You think they’ll keep you when they’re done using you?” “They’re not using me,” Julian said calmly. “They’re listening to me.” Margaret scoffed. “Then you’re a bigger fool than your father.”

"Why even keep her on the show? The director should have kicked her out. This is so embarrassing." "Madelyn, you'd better apologize to Kiara and admit you were making things up, or you'll be getting sued!" I fumed at the sight of all those comments and decided to confront her. "Who the hell are you? Are you my husband's mistress?" Even though deep down, I didn't want to believe Richard would cheat, the coincidences were starting to mess with my head. The marriage certificate, the acquisition contract, the live stream appearance… I couldn't think of anyone but a mistress pulling this off.

Dominic continued, turning to Vivian, “will go to my wife. It is only right that she oversees the home that has been the foundation of this family.” Vivian’s face softened into a pleased smile, though I caught the flicker of satisfaction in her eyes. “And to you, Daniel,” Dominic said, shifting his focus. “Your loyalty has not gone unnoticed. You’ve been a reliable son-in-law, and for that, I’m entrusting you with oversight of the Sterling private investments. It’s a significant responsibility, and I trust you’ll handle it with the same diligence you’ve shown so far.” I glanced at Daniel, catching the tightness in his jaw and the forced smile on his face. It didn’t fool me. He wasn’t pleased

"But when families are legally bound through marriage, that's different. There's no backing out of the deal. Not for them. Not for me." The cold, calculated way he laid it all out fascinated me. Dominic treated human lives like pieces on a chessboard—always three moves ahead, always accounting for every possible angle. That was one of the things that attracted me most: his ability to see the whole picture without being slowed down by pointless sentimentality. That, and the way he made dirty money as effortlessly as most people racked up credit-card debt. "Then you're going to love knowing this," I said, barely containing the malicious satisfaction rising in my chest. "The family is more unit

"There is such a thing?" "Allen Peterson, why haven't I heard of it? He is not the blood of the Smith family, is he?" "Indeed! He is the son-in-law of the Smith family and the husband of Ava Smith-!" The housekeeper replied. Hevn Letis suddenly said, "I remember. It is said that Ava Smith- married a man with a crap at the beginning. Should it be him? But how can he know David Pevi?" "I don't know this!" The housekeeper shook his head. "Although someone has been sent to investigate, there is no connection between them at all."

But now he had competition for when Gavin retires later down the line. The strongest of the two would take over the Landry Foundation and the Silver Crescent Pack. The other would also be an Alpha of a pack of Gavin’s choosing, though, and of course, be a part of the foundation. The last thing I wanted was for Matt to feel like he was coming in second place just because of a new baby. “Yes,” Gavin agreed as though he could read my thoughts, just as he could read my emotions. “Another son.” He kissed my temple softly, and I could feel his contentment; he was happy.