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12: A Way Out
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365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 154: An Unwanted Truth
ELENAThe silence that followed his words was heavy. He just sat there, waiting for me to break. He wasn't yelling anymore, but the intensity in his eyes was terrifying. He wanted the truth, and I was completely out of lies to tell."Where do I even start?" I whispered, pulling my knees tight against my chest. My fingernails bit into the fabric of my denim jeans, the physical sting keeping me anchored to reality while my chest felt like it was caving in.I took a shaky breath, looking at the floorboards because I couldn't hold his gaze."The apartment... the black card... it all comes from Dominic. Dominic Moretti."Julian’s brow furrowed, his eyes tracking the panic on my face as he tried to place the name."The shipping mogul?" Julian asked, his voice laced with confusion."Elena, he's your father's best friend. I've seen the older news articles about their business connections back in Ohio. Why the hell are you living in his penthouse? Why do you have his money? Did your family fal
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 153: A Huge Scare
ELENAI sat on the edge of the sofa in the middle of the living room. The cheap red wine was entirely gone, leaving nothing behind but a sharp, throbbing ache between my eyes.My mind was completely clear, and that was the absolute worst part. Lately, I found myself reaching for a glass more and more often, just to drown out the silence of this high-rise, but tonight, no amount of alcohol could numb the cold panic tightening in my chest.I looked down at the coffee table. The small cardboard box, sitting right there, contained a pregnancy test.I hadn't touched it since I bought it four hours ago from the pharmacy down the street.I was late. Two weeks late. Every single time my eyes drifted back to that box, my stomach felt like it was filling with lead, and my hands started to shake uncontrollably.What would I even do if it were positive? What was the plan? I didn't have a job. I didn't have a normal life anymore. I was hiding out in a luxury building on 12th Street, living off a g
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 152: We Meet Again
ELENAThe exhibition gallery on Rivington Street was tiny and packed with students,Julian stayed a step behind me the whole time, a quiet, steady presence in his green jacket. When someone bumped into my shoulder in the narrow aisle, he simply shifted his weight, putting his shoulder between the crowd and me so I had room to breathe."My grandfather took that one," Julian said, nodding toward a small square frame near the back corner."He gave it to me before I left for school," Julian said softly."I should go," I whispered, the air in the gallery suddenly feeling too hot to swallow. Julian didn't question it. He didn't look frustrated or ask why we were leaving after only fifteen minutes."Okay. Let's get out of here. Elena," Julian said, pulling his canvas collar up against the chill."Let me walk you home. It's late, and the trains are running slowly.""No," I said instantly. The word came out too fast, too defensive. I couldn't let him see the 12th Street building."The subway s
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 151: Someone New
ELENAThree weeks passed, and the routine of the modern art school became my only shield.Every morning at seven, I left the luxury penthouse on 12th Street and walked the blocks to the campus. I kept my head down.I didn't ride in Dominic's black sedans, but I swiped his black card every Monday at the campus bookstore to buy fresh charcoal, premium turpentine, and heavy cotton canvases. I didn't care if the notifications hit his phone. It was the price he paid to keep me away from his son.In the studio, I stayed silent. Maya sat at the easel next to mine, her hands always covered in clay or plaster.She was loud, normal, and talked constantly about her roommates or her student loans. I just listened, nodding when necessary, using her chatter to drown out the memory of the penthouse.Julian was always there, too. Over those three weeks, he didn't demand anything from me. He was just a steady presence in a green canvas jacket. He would drop a cup of black coffee on my taboret without
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 150: Back To Being Strangers
ELENAI sat on the twin bed in my cramped dorm room. The cheap red wine was entirely gone, leaving a dull ache behind my eyes, but my mind was completely clear. Lately, I had been drinking more and more just to drown out the silence of this place.I picked up my phone and stared at the screen. I couldn't call Sophie. Not after the explosive fight in her dorm room, Sophie had told me to get out of her life for good. She had called me a liar, a slut, and accused me of seducing Sebastia…She thought I came to her campus just to steal him. She thought I had looked at his picture on her phone and planned the whole thing, when the truth was I didn't even know he worked at her school until he sat down at that café and put his hands on my face.I set the phone down on the mattress without dialing. The bridge between my sister and me was burned. She had demonized me over a man who didn't even know she existed,Two days later, the school routine started to work as my only distraction.I sat in
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 149: A Fresh Start
ELENAThe clock on the wall of Studio 3B read exactly eight in the morning. Twenty heavy wooden easels stood in scattered rows across the concrete floor.I stood in front of easel number twelve. My two cardboard boxes sat on the floor by my feet. I had carried them down the four flights of stairs from room 402 myself."You need help with those boards?"I turned my head. It was Maya. She was wearing her paint-stained denim overalls, her short blonde hair tied back. She held two cardboard cups of cheap coffee in her hands."No, thanks I’ll have it done myself " I said, lifting a large stretched linen canvas out of the crate. Maya walked over, handing me one of the blue cups."You look like you didn't sleep a single minute last night, Elena. Your eyes are completely bloodshot.""I was just thinking…. Is it usually so loud in here?," I said, taking the coffee. The paper cup was hot against my cold fingers."Yeah, the radiator in 402 rattles like a cage," Maya said, leaning her hip against
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 30: A Little Situation
Dominic Mercer’s POVI watch Elena get into the car, hair wet and shiny as it soaks up my green shirt. The black SUV zooms off minutes later. “This has to stop, man…” I sigh and put a finger to my nose… The exact finger I had sticking up her pussy. “You can't fuck her.” ‘You can't fuck her…’ My b
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 21: All For You
Elena’s POV“Bestie…” Riley pulls out a pack of condoms and a bottle of lubricant. Every time she takes crazy things out of her supposedly small purse scares me. “That's your safe word.” She holds my arm for a moment and ensures our eyes lock as she speaks.‘Bestie.’ I rehearse, anxious. My heart
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 20: My Lena
Dominic Mercer’s POV“Who… the fuck… is that daughter of a bitch?!” Kiera’s voice shows her level of restraint before she goes crazy like she’s always been. “Google?” “Now, you’ll not be sarcastic, babe.”“Tone, woman.” I grind my teeth, exercising just as much patience. My ears are already burni
365 Days With My Dad’s Bestfriend 11: All Yours, Daddy
Elena’s POV“Clock is ticking…” He’s so close that his strong barrel scent is the only thing I breathe in, and I’m battling the urge to drink him in. “My Lena.”I'm still fixated on his hard cock pressed to my back, on his scent… on him.And I’m not prepared when the tip of his fingers grazes my ea
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