The Masked Son In Law Novels & Stories

“We'd have been able to meet more frequently if it weren't for my father's stupid rules.“ Jake laughs for a while. “I bet he doesn't know you're here, does he?“ “Of course, he doesn't,” replied Alvin. Jake laughed again. He was one of the only people who knew everything about Alvin; even the fact that his father was the infamous yet faceless Mafia Lord Andrew Miller who everybody in Los Angeles and America knew about. “You still have to wear a mask? I thought that shit is—” “Is what, Jake?!“ Alvin asked in anger. “Gone? Disappeared? Ugly?“

But my mind could only wander so far. “Hey,” Denver touched my arms, drawing me back to reality and when I looked at him, I followed his eyes to the center of the stage. “He’s here” Both our eyes fall on Jaxon and his most proud bride in his right arm. The masquerades gave away as confetti hit the air. It should still be my father they celebrated. Not him. Because his mask barely covered his eyes alone, I could unfortunately see the grimace across his face and nothing riled me up more than that. I was spiteful, especially seeing Sienna behind him and knowing of his plan.

“I wanted my son’s law license revoked so he’d return home to take over the family business, but I didn’t want him locked up! Do you not understand a single word I’ve said? “We had an agreement! You promised me everything would go smoothly. I thought you were reliable, but this is reckless. Now my son is in custody, and I expect you to get him out immediately.” The masked man turned to face her. Even though the mask hid his features, Mrs. Lucas had a sinking feeling he was mocking her. “Mrs. Lucas, haven’t you heard the saying, ‘When you set a trap for others, be careful not to fall into one yourself’? We’re not family, so why would I go out of my way to help you? I’m not running a charity.”

We talked and laughed, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. Just as we were in the middle of our conversation, the door creaked open, and a tall, dark-skinned man walked in. My head instinctively turned to greet him. Just as I raised my face to greet him, I felt a jolt of recognition run through me. It was the same guy from the masked party! I couldn't believe it; I had unmasked him in the washroom while we were kissing. I didn't know I'd remember his face ever again.

They deliberately haven't entered the room just to see this pitiful human come home. Robert and Luchy stared at Stefan very intently while rubbing their noses. Her mother-in-law looked on with disdain and wanted to vomit. His father-in-law was also so, very fed up, then said loudly. "How was today's order, damn son-in-law? Crowded? Your wife needs money for shopping tomorrow!”

The identity of the masked man could be revealed after the party so he didn’t understand why they had to ruin the party mood. “Then they expect my son Caddaric to fight, unmask, kill, and take the position of the masked man. So, my only job would be to get the masked man there, which I am delegating to you since you are better at finding people,” Casper said impassively. It was time for his wife to know exactly who her son was.

"The thing is, you remember Mr Daniel my best friend, the CEO of the Daniel Multi Purpose PLC." "Of course, the father of the boy who everyone in the city called a ghost that no one has ever seen his face?" Mandy explained, Edward just nodded. "How could I forget him? The one time that you brought me to his mother's party, he was the only masked man there, we all know that he is ugly that is the reason he prefers to go on mask." Mandy said, Sharon smiled, this sister of hers, is not only stupid but naive. "It's a good thing, you know him, our main topic is the mask boy." Mandy's eyes go around the three in a blink and then rest back on her father.

He looked at his mother and handed him the paper in his hand, “Mom, take a look at this and you might understand why.” But before she could take the paper, the old man took it and tore it apart. He looked at the man in the mask and warned, “You, I don’t know who you are, or where you came from, but I will not allow you to slander me. I only have one son, and he is right here with me.” “Old man, I knew that you would not make it easy for me, so I came prepared.” The man in the mask raised his hand and removed the mask from his face.

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

Tomorrow was supposed to be my engagement party with my fiance, Jason Miller. To surprise him, I flew back a day earlier after spending three long years studying abroad in London. The moment my plane landed, I called him. But he just laughed and casually dropped a bombshell. He had lost a high-stakes poker game, and he had just wagered me off to his friend as a free maid for a month. Before I could even speak, my phone lit up with a notification. He had added me to his wealthy inner-circle group chat. The title was vicious. [Congrats to Marcus on his new ugly maid!] Jason dropped a photo of me, from before I left the country, into the chat. In the picture, my skin was broken out,