Forbidden Passion: My Father's bestfriend

His eyes stared straight at me, enveloping me and causing me to lose all senses. I couldn't breathe as my eyes ravished and fucked this beautiful man. "So you think you can have me ?" " I mean... couldn't I?" I challenged."OH FUCK""Yes or No?" if he dares"Yes," he teased.I could kiss him right now, his gaze, everything was perfect. I didn't care about that now, I didn't care if we shouldn't be doing this. Hell, I didn't care if he was my father's best friend.I wanted him and I'll have what I want this time. Our bodies graze each other as he breathes, and I breathe. My mouth stretched knowing I was about to do what was forbidden, yet the magnetic pull I felt was undeniable. I savored lingering on his bottom lip, my heart racing and eyes full of intensity. As he drew me near with his large palms on my face, the door swung open revealing an unexpected figure.God no… I gasped in shock*****Chapter 1: The Stranger Amelia“I won't do it,” I said to my father. The man looked

Evans She was so grown. My best friend didn't tell me his baby girl was a woman now. I saw her grow up to 3 years before I left the country. Damn. She looked all grown up now. When my best friend introduced her to me, I was expecting a teenager but this was someone with the right curves at the right places. I had a feeling I knew her from somewhere when I booked a room with her last night. She was so sexy—except for the part where she was a virgin, I would have buried myself deep into her. “Hello Amelia, you look—grown up.” was the only thing that could come out of my mouth. I was starting to rethink spending a night here was a wrong idea. “Ahh, she wouldn't remember right now she was so little.” My best friend said, “Welcome,” Her words rolled out of her tongue softly, making the twitch in my pants. “The food is served,” she said, directing us to the dining room. “This is my friend, Evans. We've been old pals.” Barry said. “I didn't know my dad had a… young friend.” She sai

Amelia I wake up to a smell of after shave, my eyelids open but suddenly I'm met with a wet, draining—hot body. He just came out of the bathroom, but his body was—Damn!! It sparkled, dripping with water as his taut abs looking edible. I could squirm. He notices soon enough how I look at him, I started to long. “So you've been awake.” “I just woke up.” I lied turning my head over to the other side. “I know you're lying.” “I'm not lying.” I defended myself. Vance looked so edible and beautiful. His broad chest was the least of my worries because my attention was fully on his abs. How that body could do so many things to me. Choke me maybe? “You don't need to day dream about me.” His voice snaps me out of my thoughts. “Hell, no I'm not!” “Mimi—you don't have to lie about it. I saw your eyes on my waist.” I turned my face and meet him standing with crossed arms on his chest—the bulge of his arms. “I'm not lying.” He comes close to me, watching me closely. My pink blush creepi

The groan that escapes his lips is low and guttural as he itches his face closer to mine—cupping my cheeks in his hands. I was drained by shock but also a little possibility of wanting to kiss him. No, you hate him Mimi—my subconscious said with my eyes closed. His hands slid from my cheeks and onto the seat belt, checking if it was in place before placing his hands on the wheel. “Uhm..” I said. “Uhm what?” “I thought—” I trailed off “You thought what?” My silence gave me up and he immediately started laughing at me. He laughed so hard, his smile wide this time. I've never seen him laugh like this. “You thought I would kiss you?” “I didn't think that.” I tried to hide my shame. Oh, my word! “Of course you did.” He continued laughing. “Well…yeah, didn't you?” I asked. He paused, looking at me for a moment before saying, “I would rather kiss a horse.” What the fuck?! No, he just compared me to a horse. An animal!! Seriously, is no one seeing the rudeness of this man?

Amelia For once I wanted to at least forget about this whole marriage thing, just completely forget. Today I was having dinner with Ramon—my supposed husband-to-be. I watched them smile, Ramon and his father as they chatted with my Dad. Dad lived for this moment. His greed blindly him. “Ah, there she is. Come my sweet.” Of course, he would be so nice to me because he is finally getting what he wants through me. I sit beside Ramon and instantly feel disgusted. “She hasn't changed a bit. Still the same beautiful Amelia.” Ramon’s father, Mr Rajid said. “She has become a woman.” Dad loudly spoke and laughed. “You know when I told Ramon about the engagement he was elated.” Rajid eyed Ramon. Ramon however, didn't give that look of feeling elated at all. His head was to the food and I saw his eyes trail our chef—we have the best chef. This dinner is simply the worst. ***** “Phase one didn't work,” I tell Cassie on the phone. “Well, on to phase two.” she happily mentioned. “Cass