LOGINI swallowed hard, my heart racing, as my cheeks burned when he started walking toward us, his eyes never leaving mine.
His jaw tightened, as I watched his chest move with a slow, deep breath like he was trying to keep his cool. I knew he recognized me, but I tried not to make my shaky body obvious.
My heart was racing so fast I thought I would pass out that minute.
Bella smiled, completely clueless. “Aria, this is my dad, Mr. Nicholas King.” She turned to him. “Dad, this is Aria, my best friend. The one I told you about.”
His lips parted like he wanted to say something, but he swallowed the words, as his eyes had this unreadable feeling while they burned into mine in a weird, kind of way.
I tried to speak but my throat suddenly became dry. “N- Nice to meet you, Mr. Nicholas.”
He raised his brow. “Nice to meet you too, Aria.”
His voice was the same deep voice that whispered filthy words in my ear last night.
I forced a shaky smile out, but then, Bella’s phone buzzed. She pulled it out and frowned. “Ugh! I need to take this sweethearts. Go ahead to the pool. I will meet you there.”
She rushed off, leaving me alone with her dad.
The silence became heavier, especially when Nicholas’s eyes dragged slowly over my body like he was replaying every second of last night.
I could still feel his lips on my skin, and his hands on my thighs; while he drove his lengthy cock into me over and over again.
I opened my mouth to speak, but he started to speak first. “So, you are Bella’s best friend, hm?” His voice was calm but sharp.
I nodded. “Yeah.”
His tongue brushed his bottom lip, while his eyes flicked to the hallway where Bella had disappeared to. Then back to me. “What the fuck are you doing here, huh?”
I crossed my arms to hide how shaky I felt. “I got invited, obviously.” I said with furrowed brows.
He stepped closer. His scent wrapping around me, in a warm, addictive way. “You knew, didn’t you?”
“Knew what?”
“That I was her dad.”
I laughed. But it came out dry and weird. “I had no fucking idea that my one night is my best friend's dad.”
His eyes narrowed. “Gosh, you were so ready to let me fuck you, baby girl. You wanted it so badly. And now you are standing here like you have no idea who I am?.”
I swallowed hard. “I have no idea, I swear. If I had known, I wouldn't have let it happen in the first place.”
His hand shot out, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look up at him.
“Liar,” he whispered.
My chest tightened, while staring right into his eyes.
His thumb brushed my bottom lip, slowly.
Gosh! I remembered that touch. Last night he did the same thing right before he kissed me.
His hand dropped, and he stepped back, sliding his fingers through his hair like he was trying to calm himself.
“We need to forget about last night, please” I said quickly in a shaky voice . “It was a mistake, and it can never happen again.”
His cold smile made my stomach twist in a weird way. “You can lie to yourself, but do not lie to me. I know your body still wants me.”
I stepped back, with furrowed brows. “You are my best friend’s dad. Don't you get it?.”
“And you are the girl I fucked all night yesterday, don't you understand?.”
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. “It was just a one night fling, nothing else.”
His eyes burned into me dangerously. “One night is never enough when you taste that good.”
I quickly turned away, my heart slamming against my ribs. “I need to go, please.”
Thankfully, he did not stop me. So I quickly rushed out to the pool where other guests were laughing and swimming and dropped into a chair in a thud, while grabbing a cold drink to calm my nerves
What the fuck had I done? And what have I gotten myself into?
First, it was my boyfriend fucking my mom. As if that wasn't enough betrayal and punishment to me.
Now I've just fucked my best friend's daddy, unknowingly.
Is this karma? Or fate just decided to punch me by making me feel like the betrayal?
My chest burned with panic from the thought.
But still, I couldn't get the feeling of his touch off my head, which makes me hate myself even more.
Bella came back smiling. She dropped into the chair next to me. “My dad is so happy you are here. He never really likes when I bring friends over. I am really surprised it's different with you.”
I forced out a smile. “Really?”
“Yeah. He is super private. And now that he is finally single and not dealing with my mom’s drama anymore. Maybe he is starting to open up, you can never tell. But it's a sweet thing you know.”
I bit my lip, my stomach twisting strangely.
I needed to stay away from him and keep my distance.
Bella pulled me up. “Come on, let’s get into the pool.”
I tried to relax as we swam and laughed. While I pretended nothing was wrong.
But I was not.
Nicholas passed by, his body so close to the pool edge. And when his hand brushed mine under the water when no one was looking, heat shot through me.
I turned sharply. “Stop it.”
His lips curved slightly. “Make me.”
Bella was right there, splashing water, completely unaware and not looking our way.
Nicholas’s voice dropped lower. “I can still taste you on my tongue, baby girl.”
My breath hitched, as his eyes slid over me like he was undressing me again.
I climbed out of the pool quickly, my heart pounding hard in my chest. I wrapped a towel around my body and rushed inside, but I could still feel his eyes stabbing holes on me.
Later that evening, I walked upstairs to change. I thought I was safe.
But when I pushed open the guest room door, Nicholas was already inside, waiting.
What the fuck!.
Lena’s chest rose and fell too fast.The air in the room turned sharp as every eye locked on the man now standing in the doorway. Dark suit. Smug smirk. That same cocky glint in his eyes she remembered from that night behind the university library when he bent her over his desk and fucked her raw.Professor Cole fucking Blackwell.Harper grinned, clueless. “He and Mom just got engaged. Crazy, right?”Lena didn’t say a word. She couldn’t. Her voice was trapped somewhere between her throat and her panic.Everett’s stare turned cold. “You know him?”Lena forced a breath. “We met… at school.”Cole stepped closer. “Yes. We’ve… met.” His eyes raked down her body like he was stripping her right there in front of Harper and Everett. “She was… an exceptional student.”Everett’s jaw flexed. His fists clenched at his sides.Harper was still oblivious. “Small world, huh? Now he’s basically going to be my stepdad.”Lena choked on the word stepdad.Everett’s stare didn’t leave Cole. “You’re marryin
“Dad? Lena? You guys home?”Harper’s voice echoed through the front door.Lena’s heart slammed against her ribs as she jerked away from Everett, still breathless, skin flushed, legs trembling. His cum was still hot on her tongue, a drop sliding down her chin as she frantically wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.“Shit,” she whispered, scooping up her panties and tank top from the floor.Everett grabbed her wrist, his voice low and sharp. “Bathroom. Now.”She didn’t argue. She ran. Barefoot and half-dressed, she darted into the nearest bathroom and slammed the door quietly behind her just as Harper’s footsteps padded into the hallway.Everett stepped into his room, adjusting the waistband of his sweatpants, the thick bulge in them still visible but slightly tamed. His pulse was still wild, and Lena’s taste lingered on his lips.He wasn’t supposed to fuck her. He wasn’t even supposed to look at her. But now her moans were stamped into his brain, her scent stuck on his fingers, he
CHAPTER 1Lena's throat burned as she drained the last of her tequila shot. The kitchen tiles beneath her bare feet felt cold, but her skin was burning hotter by the second. Her best friend, Harper, was gone for the weekend to visit her mom in the city, leaving Lena completely alone at the Cain family's lakehouse.Correction...almost alone.But Everett Cain, her best friend’s daddy was still home.Lena leaned against the counter, chewing on the inside of her cheek. She had tried to ignore the way her body reacted to him. The way her nipples hardened when he looked at her for just a little too long. The way her pussy throbbed when she caught him working out in the backyard, shirtless, glistening, sweaty. The man was hot, with nice broad shoulders. Deep voice, and quiet dominance that made her breath catch in her throat.And worst of all, he knew of her crush on him, because when she’d bent over in front of him yesterday, pretending to tie her shoe, she saw the way his eyes dropped to he
“I should have known. You always looked like a little slut. But I didn’t think you’d be this stupid and senseless.”Mira’s robe was still open, but Jordan did not move to cover her, or flinch from getting caught with Mira, the nanny.Instead, he turned to face his stepmother. His eyes were cold and his entire face looked different, more like it was calm, flat, yet dangerous.“Leave,” he said.Lydia raised an eyebrow. “What did you just say?”“You heard me the first time, mom,” Jordan repeated, sharper this time. “Get out.”Her smile faded as they came.Mira’s heart pounded as she fumbled to close her robe, while her fingers shook from fear, as she tried to find the words to settle the heating tension. “Mrs. Stone, I….”“Shut up there,” Lydia cut her off. Her eyes were wild now. “You’re fired, Mira. So pack your shit and get the hell out of my house. RIGHT NOW.”“No,” Jordan said firmly. “She’s not going anywhere.”Lydia stared at him, stunned. “What did you just say, Jordan!?”“I just
The light in the pool house was still on, and he was still in there, waiting for her.He had not begged or chased her. He simply sat there, as if he knew she would come eventually.That scared her more than anything. Because he was right.Mira’s job was already fragile. One mistake and Lydia would fire her without thought. Her entire life depended on keeping distance from that arrogant, spoiled, dangerous boy.But it was too late to maintain any distance now.She had made a choice; she should have walked away yesterday, and should've never opened that door.Now, every time she closed her eyes, she saw him shirtless, with dark eyes and filthy mouth, with his hands roaming her skin. She wrapped her robe tighter and started to walk toward her room.Then she stopped and turned back barefooted. She slipped down the stairs, careful not to make a sound. The rest of the house was quiet. Lydia was fast asleep in her bedroom, drunk, and Mr. Stone was away again, and the baby monitor was silent.
“Are you really doing this?” Mira whispered to herself as her hand hovered over the doorknob for a second as her heart pounded. The smart choice would be to turn back. To go to her room and pretend none of this ever happened.But intelligence left her the moment Jordan whispered those two words in her ear.“Wear nothing underneath.”She did not strip, but she was far from fully dressed. Her tank top clung to her like a second skin. Her robe was tied loosely, doing little to hide her shape from the way her nipples pressed against the fabric. She wore no bra with no panties.She walked before she could stop herself down the hallway. Past Lydia’s empty wine glass on the console and out the back door, across the sunlit patio, and then, along the garden path that led to the pool house.She paused in front of the door. Soft music played inside. It was something slow and sultry. She knew that once she stepped in everything would change. But in her mind nothing was still the same.She pushed







