Masuk"I've seen the way you look at me, I know you want me..." Jackson said while I gasped hard for breathe. He was right, I crave every part of this man but I can't have him. He's not only twice my age, he's also Arlene’s dad. She's my best friend and she would never forgive me… The first time Laura saw Jackson was on her sixteenth birthday. She had gone out with friends, hoping to get over her boyfriend, who just broke up with her. The moment she saw Jackson, she fell in love with him and wanted every bit of him. He seemed to notice her keen perusal too but she was only sixteen, and they were only able to share a few sexy glances. Laura left that night but never forgot him, she didn’t even get his name but his face and aura was registered in her being. Standing before her three years later, the memory and feelings gushed back. She still wanted every bit of him and more but the problem is, he is her best friend's dad, and also twice her age. Their love was against all norms and if made public, would make them face a lot of ridicule and backlash. What will she do? Will she sacrifice everything for true love or will she cave and back down?
Lihat lebih banyakJacksonThe day went by so slowly. I sat through meetings, stared at reports, and nodded along to conversations I barely registered. Because the whole time, my mind wasn’t there, it was with her. Laura.I had broken her heart last night, and it was killing me. I could still see the look on her face when I told her it was a mistake. The way her shoulders tensed, her lips parted slightly in shock, her eyes searching mine for some sign that I didn’t mean it. That I wasn’t rejecting her.But I had. And I hated myself for it.I knew she was hurting. No matter how strong she tried to act, I knew. And the thought of her suffering alone, maybe crying herself to sleep because of me, was unbearable.I had decided to let her be, atleast till she heals but I just couldn’t take it anymore. I have to check on her. Just a brief visit… just to see how she was handling it.But I couldn’t just show up at her door after cruelly shattering her heart. That would be cruel, and she would even demand an expl
Laura“What the hell are you doing in my kitchen, Andrew?” I asked again as I groaned and pressed my fingers against my temples, trying to steady the throbbing in my head. Every beat felt like a hammer against my skull, a painful reminder of my terrible decision last night. The nausea had subsided a little, but I still felt weak. Seeing the surprised look on his face, I realized I must have been too harsh so I dialed back my tone. He was standing across from me, arms crossed, watching me with a blank expression. "Okay," I muttered, clearing my dry throat. "Seriously, Andrew… what are you doing here?" He raised an eyebrow. "You don’t remember?" He asked while I frowned."Remember what?" I asked too.Andrew then exhaled through his nose, shaking his head like he couldn’t believe me. "I called you last night. Multiple times." I blinked. "You did?" I asked while I did a quick recollection, but I couldn’t remember a thing. My head was completely blank. All I remember was drinking t
Laura“Oh my goodness…” I muttered under my breathe as I struggled to open my eyes. It was like they were literally glued and I had to force them open. Slowly I managed to open them and that was when it started. The pounding in my head was unbearable. A dull, merciless throbbing pulsed behind my eyes, making every little movement feel like torture. My throat was dry, my body stiff, and when I tried to sit up, my stomach churned violently.“What’s happening to me?” I let out slowly while still trying to figure out while it felt like I was going through seven rounds of pain.I groaned, blinking against the harsh morning light streaming through the windows. That’s when I saw it.The empty vodka bottle lay on its side next to me, its contents spilled across the floor. Shards of broken glass glistened in the mess, and I realized, with a sinking feeling, that I must have knocked over a glass at some point. The evidence was everywhere… sticky liquid, shattered pieces, my disheveled self lyin
LauraSleep was a luxury that refused to find me. My body felt heavy, yet my mind raced endlessly, replaying every moment with Jackson, every glance, every touch, and ultimately, the painful words he’d spoken when he walked away.I reached for my phone and dialed my twin sister, Laurette. She always knew how to ground me when I felt lost. The phone rang... once, twice, and then straight to voicemail. I tried again, hoping she'd pick up. No luck."Hey, it's me," I whispered into the phone after the beep. "I just... I need you right now. Call me when you can."I ended the call, feeling more alone than ever.I lay in bed, eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. The silence of the room was deafening, filled with thoughts I couldn’t quiet. For what felt like an eternity, I just lay there, blank, unable to cry, unable to feel anything but this hollow ache in my chest.After what must have been an hour, I gave up on sleep and dragged myself to the living room. I turned on the TV and mindless
LauraI stormed into my room, still fuming. Jackson infuriated me. The way he teased, the arrogant way he smirked like he knew exactly how much power he had over me… it made my blood boil. He was so damn sure of himself, so cocky, and the worst part? He wasn’t wrong. He did have power over me.
LauraI barely had time to check my reflection one last time before I heard the honk outside. Arlene squealed excitedly and rushed past me, nearly knocking over the vase by the door. “They’re here!” she called, grabbing her purse. I followed her outside, taking a deep breath to settle myself.
LauraThe first thing that was on my mind as I woke up was Arlene. She would be leaving soon and I needed to see her, hug her and manage to get some sweetness before she leaves for Paris. If only I wasn’t so big on planning, we would be going together. But nah, I can’t just leave on an impulse. I
Jackson The room felt suffocating the moment Laura emerged from the bathroom, her skin glowing and damp from the steam. My heart clenched at the sight of her, but guilt gripped me tighter than desire. I had crossed a line, one I should never have even approached. The echoes of our shared passion












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