Milf Hunter: Seducin Chapter 762: Nickolai’s Approval

Chapter 762: Nickolai’s Approval

Nickolai’s eyes widened in shock as Natalya laid out the truth of what I was—what I could do. His gaze flicked between

and the corpses scattered across his hall, his mind clearly struggling to reconcile the supernatural with the real.

For a man like him, a man who had built his empire on brutality and control, the idea of sothing—soone—existing beyond his understanding was unsettling. But then, sothing shifted in his expression. The shock lted into amusent, his lips curling into a cheeky, knowing smirk.

"Son-in-law," he said, his voice dripping with a mix of resignation and mischief, "I have no objection to you guys being together." He leaned back, his arms crossing over his chest as he looked at

with a newfound—almost fatherly—approval.

"In fact," he continued, his grin widening, "why don’t you two just get married?" He spread his hands, gesturing to the grand hall around us, the bloodstained marble and the broken bodies of his n.

"Today seems like such a good day for it, no?" His chuckle was dark, amused, the kind of laugh a man makes when he’s just realized he’s been outplayed—and doesn’t mind it one bit.

Natalya burst out laughing, her hand flying to her mouth as she shook her head. "Dad," she said, her voice mocking, "you’re selling your daughter out?" Her eyes sparkled with amusent, but there was a hint of exasperation there, too. "I didn’t take you for the romantic type."

Nickolai waved a hand dismissively, his smirk never fading. "Ah, co on," he said, his voice teasing, "what father wouldn’t want a son-in-law who can snap his fingers and win any fight?" His gaze flicked to , his expression turning serious for just a mont.

Natalya rolled her eyes, but her smile didn’t fade. "Dad, you’re impossible."

Nickolai sighed, shaking his head as if in regret. "You know what my real regret is?" he said, his voice taking on a mock-somber tone.

"That I only have one daughter." He let out a dramatic sigh, his hand pressing to his chest like he was truly wounded.

"If I had ten," he declared, his grin returning, "I’d betroth them all to him." He gestured at , his eyes gleaming with approving mischief.

"A man who can teleport? Who can kill fifty n without breaking a sweat?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "What father wouldn’t want that for his daughters?"

Natalya groaned, her face flushing a deep shade of red, but the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her amusent. "Dad, you’re insane," she muttered, shaking her head in mock exasperation.

Nickolai laughed, the sound rich and warm, filling the grand hall with a lightness that seed to push away the darkness of the past few minutes.

The bodies of his n still littered the floor, but for the first ti, it was like he didn’t even see them. His gaze flicked to , his expression softening in a way that made it clear—he had made his decision.

"Maybe," he admitted, his voice gruff but affectionate, "but a father’s got to do what a father’s got to do."

I t his eyes, my voice steady, serious. "Father-in-law," I said, the word feeling natural on my tongue, "I want to take Natalya back with

to Arica."

Nickolai didn’t hesitate. "She’s your wife," he said, his tone final, "you can do whatever you want." He waved a hand dismissively, as if the matter was already settled.

Natalya, however, wasn’t so easily convinced. She turned to her father, her brows furrowing with concern. "Dad..." she started, her voice hesitant, "but what about the business? I can’t just leave—"

Nickolai snorted, cutting her off with a dismissive wave. "Hmph," he grunted, his expression unbothered, "don’t worry about the business. I’ll handle everything." His eyes glead with mischief as he leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping into a teasing tone.

"Just worry about spending more ti with my son-in-law." He waggled his eyebrows, his grin turning playful. "You’ve got to grasp him well, Natalya... otherwise, so vixen might co along and seduce him."

Natalya’s face flad with embarrassnt, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "Dad!" she exclaid, her voice exasperated, "You have to believe in your daughter!"

Nickolai chuckled, his amusent unfazed by her outburst. I stepped in before she could retaliate, my voice calm, reassuring.

"I’ll help Natalya take care of the business with Isabella from Arica," I said, my gaze flicking between Natalya and Nickolai. "She’d get bored if she didn’t have anything to do."

Natalya’s expression softened, her eyes warming as she looked at , a small smile playing on her lips. Nickolai, on the other hand, seed to relax even further, his nodding becoming more enthusiastic as he processed my words.

"Hmph, hmph," he murmured, pecking his head in approval. "Good, good. That’s good." His gaze flicked to Natalya, his expression softening once more. "You’ve got yourself a good man, Natalya," he said, his voice gruff but sincere. "A real man."

Natalya’s smile widened, her fingers tightening around mine as she leaned into my side. "I know, Dad," she said, her voice soft, "I know."

Nickolai exhaled, running a hand over his face as if wiping away the last of his concerns. "Alright, alright," he said, his tone resigned but warm, "go on, then. Take my daughter to Arica."

He paused, his eyes gleaming with mischief once more. "But you better bring her back to visit, son... or I’ll have to co find you."

I chuckled, my arm tightening around Natalya’s waist, pulling her closer as if to seal the promise. "You have my word," I said, my voice firm, unshaken, carrying the weight of a vow that wasn’t just spoken—it was felt.

Nickolai gave a final, gruff nod, his eyes lingering on Natalya for a mont longer before he waved us off with a mix of resignation and pride. "Go on, then," he muttered, though there was a hint of warmth in his voice. "But don’t make

wait too long for those grandkids, son."

Natalya’s face flad again, but this ti, her laughter was bright, unfiltered, as she rolled her eyes at her father’s teasing. "Dad! We’re not even married yet!"

Nickolai waved a hand dismissively, his smirk unrepentant. "You can have kids before getting married," he said, already turning away, though I could see the smile he was trying to hide.