Seducing My Ex's Father In Law by Caroline Above Story

Third Person POV

Irene was lost in thought, lying in the parlor, doom-scrolling through her phone. She frowned when she came across a recent article that featured her father and Judy out on what seemed like a date. Irene wasn't stupid, she knew that there was something going on between the two of them. She wasn't sure how she felt about it; Judy was her age, and her father was... well... her father was old. At least to her, he was old.

Plus, that was her father.

But at the same time, Judy seemed to make him happy. She had never seen Gavin Landry crack a smile before, but Judy somehow brought out his playful and attentive side. Now, he pays attention to his family and constantly grins from ear to ear. It was a strange sight for sure, and Irene could get used to it.

It was unsettling to think that people were actually following her father and Judy and taking these pictures. They were pictures that weren't known, which made things worse. It gave stalker vibes.

On top of that, Irene also worried about Matt. She hadn't spoken to her father, even after knowing he was home last night with Judy. He was too afraid of what her father would say to her if he did say to her, and he didn't want to trigger Matt's

wolf again.

Her little brother hated her, and she had no one but herself to blame.

She pressed her knees to her chest and continued to scroll through her phone, desperate to distract herself.

She barely even heard the knock on the front door around the corner from the parlor, or Alex approaching the parlor doors. She didn't look up until she heard something that wasn't usually heard in the villa... Something she never thought she would ever hear in the Villa.

A crying baby.

her phone and frowned when she spotted Alex, the butler, standing in the archway of the front

narrowing her eyes. "Did you have a baby and not

was deep, and the annoyance on his face would have been laughable if she

he walked towards her. "No, I did not have a baby, Miss Irene. This baby was at our doorstep. Care to

pink blanket, so she is a girl," Irene said, annoyed by

eyes, not caring one bit about the

the point," he murmured. "Why

folded her arms across her

"How would I know?"

in a thin line and lifted something out of the carrier. It was an envelope. When he turned it over for her to see the front of it,

it," Alex told

walking towards him and stretching

course not,"

fingers trembling as she pulled out the

Dear Irene,

you don't want to