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MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW The Family Dinner
Emerson sighs, giving me an apologetic smile before turning back to Eric. "Please just eat the food, Eric. It’s not like you’re allergic."Eric begins, "Even though you’re taking her side…" but Emerson cuts him off with a firm, "Eric, please." Emerson’s gaze on him is layered, suggesting there’s more behind tonight’s dinner than the dishes on the table."I’m not eating this," Eric says, voice tight with frustration. "If you didn’t want to have us here for dinner, you shouldn’t have asked me and my wife to come." He gestures towards Rita. "I didn’t bring my heavily pregnant, beautiful wife here to eat food she doesn’t even like."But as he glances back at Rita, he’s met with the sight of her plate already half-empty, her fork poised with another bite of seafood. The way she’s savouring it only adds to Eric’s agitation. He glares at her, disgust flickering across his face, which only makes me smile. I know how much Rita loves seafood; it seems pregnancy has only deepened her cravings.
Last Updated : 2024-11-13MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW The Villain
“Why don’t you just let the poor woman have her food and enjoy it?” Emerson said, his voice calm but cutting through the tension at the table. “She’s pregnant, so whatever she feels like eating, just let her have it.”Eric’s gaze snapped toward his father, Emerson, accusingly. “You know what? You didn’t even want me here,” he retorted.Emerson sighed, his patience fraying. “I was the one who asked you here for a family dinner,” he reminded him.“Yes,” Eric countered, “and then your wife made this whole thing her stage for revenge, didn’t you?” He threw a sharp look in my direction.“Eric, please sit down,” Emerson said, his voice a bit firmer as he tried to keep some semblance of control. But Eric ignored him, now standing, looking ready to storm out.“I’ve had enough of today,” Eric spat. “We just came back from our honeymoon, where I was with my beautiful pregnant wife, enjoying our time together. And the first moment we get back, we’re thrown into this mess where people are trying
Last Updated : 2024-11-14MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Fine
I looked at Emerson's double doors and then asked myself, why not? I mean, everything was going great, and the dinner was just perfect, until for some reason I disappointed Emerson. But that doesn't mean that the night has to end badly. There's still a chance that tonight can end wonderfully. That tonight can end in wonders. And so, I changed directions and started heading towards the master bedroom.I stepped inside, heading straight to the bathroom, and let the hot water cascade over me, breathing in the scent of Emerson’s shampoo as I washed. Using his things made me feel so close to him. After a long, relaxing shower, I wrapped myself in a fresh towel, dried off, and started brushing my hair in front of the dressing table mirror. I smiled at my reflection, feeling a sense of excitement. I was planning to surprise Emerson tonight, imagining his reaction as he walked in and saw me here waiting for him.Just as I was about to move towards the bed, I heard the bedroom door creak open.
Last Updated : 2024-11-14MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Day Off
Minutes later, I heard a knock on the door."Mina….Mina, please open the door." His voice was quiet, and I stayed silent, sliding down until I was sitting on the floor with my back against the door, staring into my empty bedroom.He knocked again, more gently. "Mina, I can hear you. I know you're there. Please open the door. Let's talk."I still didn’t respond. There was a long sigh, and then I sensed he, too, had sat down on the other side of the door. The faint thud of his head resting against it was barely audible, but I knew he was there, just inches away, separated by the door."I'm sorry, Mina," he said quietly. "There are things I wish I could tell you, but I don’t think you’re ready to hear them yet. Sometimes, when you do things, I let my jealousy get the best of me, and I end up hurting you. But I don’t ever want to hurt you. Can we please just talk? I can’t let you sleep like this, knowing you're mad at me and…."He fell silent, waiting for my response, but I had nothing to
Last Updated : 2024-11-15MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW maybe
When Emerson and Madeline notice me descending the stairs, their reactions couldn’t have been more different. Emerson’s face lights up with a warm, genuine smile, his happiness at seeing me evident. Madeline, on the other hand, visibly frowns, her displeasure practically radiating. I can’t say I blame her. She isn’t exactly thrilled about my presence in this house or Emerson’s sudden attention toward me, as he leaves her mid-sentence. Emerson strides over to meet me at the bottom of the stairs, gently taking my hand in his. His touch is firm yet soft, an unspoken promise laced in the gesture. He lets me lead him outside, where he opens the front door for me with a flourish. Turning to the chauffeur, he waves him off and opens the car door himself. “I’ll take care of this,” he says before gesturing for me to step inside. I slide into the seat, and moments later, he joins me from the other side, placing my bag carefully in the space between us. I frown at him and he playfully says
Last Updated : 2024-11-19MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW A Promise
Emerson looked down for a moment, his hands fidgeting slightly as though he was collecting himself. When he finally spoke, his voice was steady but tinged with vulnerability.“Mina,” he began, “I know I haven’t been the best fiancé. I haven’t been the best partner to you. I’ve tried to keep boundaries between us and build up walls. I know you’ve felt that.”I nodded slightly, keeping my gaze on him.“That was because everything happened too fast, too quickly,” he continued. “I have to admit—I thought you didn’t know what you were doing. Everything felt impulsive. You had just found out about Eric, you were brokenhearted, you were hurt, and you were seeking revenge. All I wanted to do was help you.”I froze, the words hitting me like a cold gust of wind. There was no malice in his voice, only honesty. I realized he wasn’t accusing me, was he? As telling me the truth and laying himself bare.“I knew it! You're marrying me to help me…. I know it stupid to get hurt by this considering eve
Last Updated : 2024-11-19MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW A Suprise
As the car rolled smoothly along the road, I leaned back against the seat, my curiosity growing with every turn. I glanced at Emerson, his calm demeanour doing little to hide the playful smirk forming on his lips."Where are you taking me?" I finally asked, my tone laced with suspicion."It’s a surprise," he replied smoothly.I raised an eyebrow. "A surprise? I’m your boss, remember? Shouldn’t I know these things?""Madam," he said, a teasing glint in his eye, "please, just this once. Let me."I sighed dramatically. "Okay, only once. But don’t do it again.""I won’t, Madam, everything is designed to your satisfaction." he said, his voice dropping slightly on the word 'satisfaction'. The way he said it sent a shiver down my spine, reminding me of just how dangerously captivating Emerson could be.He wasn’t just a great partner—he was a great lover who knew exactly how to ignite the fire between us. Though I had often taken the initiative in our intimate moments, he always found a way t
Last Updated : 2024-11-20MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW A Taste of Paris
"Thank you," I told Emerson as I pulled away from his embrace. My eyes locked with his, searching, needing him to see. I needed him to understand just how much this moment meant to me. He held my gaze, steady and unflinching, letting his vulnerability shine through. His transparency made my heart swell, and then he shook his head."You don’t have to thank me," he said softly. "From now on, I’m going to dedicate my life to making you happy."I couldn’t help myself—I hugged him again, tighter this time. But even then, it wasn’t enough. There was something more I needed, something deeper, something that couldn’t be expressed in words or gestures. So, I kissed him.I kissed him hard. I kissed him like my life depended on it, like this connection between us was the only thing that mattered. I kissed him until I couldn’t breathe, until the world around us melted away until there was nothing but him and me.By the time I pulled back, Emerson looked a mix of dazed and amused. His lips curved
Last Updated : 2024-11-21
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MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW A Dinner I Never Wanted
Trey just grins. "I try."I roll my eyes at him. "I can’t believe you’re actually defending hanging out with Eric." I practically spit out his name.Trey rolls his eyes at me too. "Okay, first of all, I didn’t know he was going to throw the vase at you like that. And second, I get that you’re mad because he’s a cheater, but that doesn’t mean I have to cut him off completely. I can still talk to him. I can still be friends with him.""Yeah, because you’re also a cheater, aren’t you, Tracy Flager?"Trey freezes. His eyes narrow. "Okay, hold on a minute. Just because I’m friends with a cheater doesn’t make me one."I scoff. "Cheaters are the worst kind of people."" What if it was someone close to you? What if it was your mom for example? If you found out your own mother was a cheater, what would you do?" "If I found out my mom cheated on my dad, I would never speak to her again. Ever." My voice holds no space for doubt. Because I know it’s true. The way I loved my father? If my mom
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Mommy Dearest
“Come on, Trey, just tell me. Who is it?” I demand, my mind racing with a million different possibilities.Trey lifts his hands, making a grand gesture as if unveiling a piece of art. “Mommy dearest, of course.”I frown. “My mother?”He bursts out laughing. “Of course not. I don’t even know your mother. I meant my mom.”His mother? "Your mother?". He nods excitedly. “Tina flager?” I ask again He grins. “Yep! Isn’t it great? This is going to be an interesting dinner.”I stare at him, baffled. “Are you crazy? You want me to have dinner with your mother?”Trey just shrugs, like this is no big deal. Like the last time I sat at a table with him and his mother, it didn’t end with him in the hospital. Like his mother didn’t want to drag me to a police station by my hair.“The last time the three of us were at the same table, your mom literally tried to have me arrested, Trey.” “I know, good times,” he says, smirking. “Just think about it— in a few decades, when we’re old, sitting in ou
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW WHO?
He takes a breath. "I cannot work with Emerson. I’m not working with your ex-fiancé. I’d rather work with your ex-husband than work with your ex-fiancé."I raise an eyebrow. "Wow!""We already have bad blood, okay?" he says, shaking his head. "I don’t want to be in a situation where I say something about you sleeping so beautifully in my bed, and then I find myself in the hospital again."It’s a joke. And I laugh, because—well, it’s true.He grins. "See? You’re laughing. Good beginnings."I shake my head, amused. "So? What are you proposing?""Not proposing," he corrects. "I already did the proposal. I pitched it to the team, and the Blackwind board, and they understood me. They agreed with me."I frown. "Agreed with what?"He leans forward. "You don’t want to go back to the company. But you’re passionate about this project. You want to do this. So if you and I are going to work together, why not do it from here? We can set up an office here—just like A, B, and C."I hesitate. "And wh
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Hangup
I'm already standing, walking to my bedroom. I step inside, and lock it—this time with bolts. I take a long shower, washing off everything that happened today. By the time I slip into bed, exhaustion lulls me into a deep, dreamless sleep.The loud ringing of my phone wakes me. I groggily reach for it, rubbing my eyes as I glance at the screen. An unknown number.For a moment, I consider ignoring it, but something makes me pick up.“Hello?” My voice is hoarse with sleep.Silence.“Hello?” I try again.Then I hear it—the familiar voice,“Nina.”I sit up instantly. “Emerson?”“Yes.” I exhale. “Are you okay? How are you feeling?”“I’m fine,” I say. “Don’t worry about me.""I… I wanted to come after you. I wanted to stop you and talk to you... When you left, I wanted to hold you, to take care of you. I knew you needed me, but I also knew you wouldn’t have liked that. So, I just had to stand there and let you leave.”I sigh. “It wouldn’t have made a good picture if I wanted to quit and prov
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW His Own Son
I go shopping and buy new clothes.Yesterday, when Trey came back from wherever he had disappeared to, he brought me a few outfits because, according to him, I didn't have any. But today, I doing the shopping. I have my own money—the money Emerson gave me for my trip—so I take myself shopping.I even go to the salon and get my hair done. My nails, too. I throw a spa day for myself, just me, a celebration of… whatever this new chapter of my life. In the evening I have dinner, and then I head towards Trey’s penthouse.I think it’s time I start looking for my own apartment. I have Emerson’s money, after all.Or, you know what? I could still go on that trip to Rio.These are the thoughts running through my head as I step into the elevator. I get off the elevator and I open the door. The moment I step inside, I freeze.I blink, processing the sight in front of me.Trey is standing right there, in the exact spot where I stood yesterday when he came home with that blonde bimbo.And he’s hold
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Walking Away
Then, all at once, the decision is made."This is not worth it," I say, standing up so fast my chair scrapes against the floor. I’m not doing this. I don’t care about this job, this project, this entire damn company. I’m not safe here.No one stops me as I step away from my desk."People have put things in my drink," I continue, my voice growing louder. "I don’t even know if they were trying to poison me or just being assholes. I don’t know what they’re capable of. And now this?" I motion toward the broken vase. I look at Eric, who has a forced smile on his face. I know that smile, he knows he fucked up but he is not going to own up to it or apologize. "No. I’m done." I announceI turn toward Emerson. Our eyes meet. His expression is unreadable, but something flickers there—something like regret.I smile tightly, grabbing my bag. "I’m leaving."And this time, I mean it.I am out of the door and already in the parking lot, walking towards my car, ready to leave it all behind. But t
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Not Today
I wake up the next morning in a surprisingly good mood.And as always, when I’m in a good mood, it’s all white for me. A white suit, white shoes, and, of course, my white handbag.When I pull into the parking lot, I spot Trey right away. He’s leaning against his car, phone pressed to his ear, talking animatedly. The moment his gaze lands on me, his entire face lights up."There you go, Miss Harper," he greets, slipping his phone into his pocket. "I’ve been waiting for you. I thought since it’s my first day here, you could show me around."I arch a brow. "You don’t work for Black Wind Company, Treyson. You’re just an affiliate.""Still means I get to be here, doesn’t it?" He smirks. "Besides, don’t tell me you don’t want to see how amazing I look today."I roll my eyes, but I can’t help taking him in. He does look good—annoyingly."Well, you seem to be in a good mood," he notes.I don’t confirm or deny it. Instead, I just say, "You could say something like that."We chat as we walk in
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW House Rules
The minute I step inside the penthouse, I close the door behind me and slump to the floor.And then, I start sobbing.I cry. And I cry. And I cry.I have no idea why the tears won’t stop falling. Maybe it’s exhaustion. Maybe it’s frustration. Maybe it’s everything catching up to me all at once.Then, suddenly—The door handle rattles.I freeze, my heart hammering. My head snaps toward the door in alarm.Then I hear Trey's voice—low, amused. A woman’s voice follows, laughing a little too much, a little too loud. And then—kissing sounds.Panic grips me.Oh God. They’re coming in here.I can’t let them find me like this. A mess. My mascara is probably streaked down my cheeks, my eyeliner smudged, my hair wild.I jump to my feet, wiping my tears in a hurry. I run my fingers through my hair, trying to smooth it down, to make myself look less like someone who was just breaking down on the floor.And then the door swings open and Trey walks in With her. The blonde beauty from the club.I sho
MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW Let Him Go
We were already in the parking lot. Emerson’s driver had stepped out, opening the car door for him.Then, Trey’s words came back to me.He just decides. One moment, he pushes you away and tells you to take time and think for yourself. The next, he decides you're his again. Just like that.And wasn’t that exactly what was happening?Right now, he had decided I was his girl again. Right now, I am sick, weak, and unable to stand on my own. So he was taking me home. Taking care of me. But what happens tomorrow morning when I wake up feeling fine? Will I still be his? Or will everything go back to how it was—cold, distant, uncertain?Was he doing this because he still loved me? Or was it guilt? Some sense of responsibility because he thought I couldn’t take care of myself?The more I thought about it, the more I realized something painful. Maybe Emmerson was right. Maybe I wasn’t capable of taking care of myself. I never had been. I'd never really been alone. And that scared me more than a
