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129. Tabitha

Penulis: Violet Smart
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-27 14:16:04

Tabitha:

I walked up, my step, precise yet calculated. I felt an ache in my chest but soon ignored it because I knew it was just because I was still mad at Enzo.

He soon saw me, and a smile crept onto his face, gently running his gaze from head to toe till he finally arrived at the table where he was seated with some men.

A man standing at the side pulled a chair out for me and I sat down, directly opposite Collins.

I felt a little weird being the only woman seated here but this woman did win
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  • In My Godfather’s Bed    139. Tabitha

    Tabitha:I stood at the window overlooking the city. The reporters had gone… or that is what they wanted us to think. Every now and then, I would see a lady or a man at a restaurant across the street, anxiously looking at their phone or watch, as well as the entrance to the company. My lips turned down at the corners. They hadn’t dispersed. The hungry ones were still hanging around, waiting to pounce on Enzo and me as soon as we walked out of that door during closing hours. I tried not to think about it, but it was hard. This morning was a nightmare, and it was hard not to worry about how nightmarish it could be once we were done with work. My head snapped around at the sound of knocking on my door. “Come in,” I said exasperatedly. “After the encounter with Stephen from finance. I had grown more weary with those who came into my office. A few times during the day, I could have sworn I heard whispering or scratching just outside my door, like there were people pressed against the wo

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    138. Tabitha

    Tabitha:I was absolutely wrong. Today was exactly what I had seen in my nightmares. Maybe even worse. We were barely at the office when we were surrounded by reporters. I could even swear that some of them had been camping outside the building, waiting for like crazed Black Friday goers. It was scary. The car was soundproof with tinted windows, but seeing people bang on the glass and press their faces against it made my heart skip every time. Enzo shifted uncomfortably next to me, and his face hardened. He was already regretting this idea. If things weren't so tense right now, I'd have gloated. Another male reporter pressed his face against the glass. I gasped and fell back against Enzo. The reporter's mouth was moving aggressively; his eyes stared straight ahead. I knew he couldn't see me, but it didn't make the stare any less unsettling. "Enzo?" I tugged his sleeve and felt his hand move to his pocket. "Someone should get security done here now," he snapped on the phone. I

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    136. Tabitha

    Tabitha:My eyes were heavy when I dragged myself out of bed. I groaned and looked out of the window. The sun had barely come up over the horizon. I sighed and buried my head in my hands, unsure of whether to be angry, upset, scared or all of the above. I didn’t think that Enzo would go along with Natasha’s suggestion. I hated that woman with every fibre in me: her burgundy smile, her dark, stupid hair, her uppity attitude, but even I had to admit that she was right. I couldn’t run away from this forever. The sooner I got into public, the better. I was much younger than her, but even I knew the way the social media world works. It’s not like Enzo was the first person to get into a scandal like this. Many celebrities and stars get dirt on them, but it all fades in a few weeks. Enzo and I did nothing wrong. We aren’t related, and I am certainly not a minor. The bead creaked as I flopped back down on the mattress, a loud sigh escaping my lips. It all seemed so easy to understand, to

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    135. Enzo

    Enzo:This isn’t funny, Natasha.”My hands raked my hair as I paced back and forth in the living room. Natash was smiling, watching me with bright eyes. She said she was here to help, not here to get a laugh out of this.Three more minutes and she was still smiling, still watching me, enjoying my restlessness. I stopped dead in front of her. “If you aren’t here to help, then leave,” I said firmly.“Can you just calm down?” she chuckled. “Can’t a girl be amused? I am here to help, but you have to admit that this is a hilarious situation that you got yourself into.”She stood up, and her heels clicked lightly on the marble floor. “I mean, I want to help you clear your name and all, but it’s going to be hard. The media is eating this story up like hot apple pie. Mr. Enzo Ross, the hottest, eligible bachelor billionaire, controlled, composed, content, disciplined, falling head over heels for his ward.” She chuckled and took a step closer; her breath was warm on my face. “Just saying it

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    Chapter 134

    Tabitha:It was hard. My phone was sitting on the bedside table, screen black, quiet. I lay on the bed, trying not to fidget. I had had breakfast, but I had picked at my food. It lay on the bedside table next to my phone. Enzo had encouraged me to turn it off so that I could relax and catch a break from all the beeping, but I was far from relaxed. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, about the calls, the hate comments that were all over my social media page, the backlash that Enzo was probably getting. He confessed that he loved me. “If only love could fix this mess that I was in,” I sighed, putting my pillow on my face, hoping that the fluff could block out the world and all the noise that was going on in my head.If only there were something that I could do. If only there were a way that I could help. Things didn’t have to go this way. Things didn’t have to be all out there and messy in public. For hours, I ruminated on what I could do or could have done to prevent all this: bette

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    133.Enzo

    Enzo:I ate breakfast in my study. I needed the space. I needed to think. Alone. I had already called every social media site to have the video removed—but not before I downloaded the video and took enough screenshots of the page and handle—and I will of course be suing. Mark was already on the case. The legal cases alone this year… I rubbed my temple and sighed. He was going to get a fat paycheck from all this.My laptop was open in front of me and I looked at the account that had posted the video—@XposureTherapy019. A mocking play on words. And just as I had suspected, this was the only video in the account, meaning that the account had probably been created recently and for this specific purpose only.I opened my email and sent a message to my IT guy. “I need you to trace the IP address for this account. I need results in the next three hours.”I hit send and leaned back into my chair. Getting involved with Tabitha was going to have its consequences. I knew that from the first day

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    126

    Tabitha:The day felt longer than it usually was and I felt every minute in its essence. Nothing about today was anything to be happy about, it was a total mess.One after the other, we received emails from our partners, right from La Mega down to Ultra Tech. Signing these collaborations was no ea

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    125. Enzo

    Enzo:As Sandy’s voice trailed off and the call ended, I stared at the blank screen of my phone for what seemed like forever. Everything was happening at once, and somehow I was caught in the center of it all. I couldn’t start thinking about the recorded losses that occurred as a result of the

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    124. Enzo

    Enzo:By morning, the damage was no longer small or abstract. It had become real and damning.I felt it the moment I stepped into the building, in the way conversations stopped mid-sentence, in the way people avoided eye contact.The lobby was filled but it still felt empty. People were around me b

  • In My Godfather’s Bed    123. Tabitha

    Tabitha:His mouth was everywhere, demanding and consuming. Like he was trying to claim me in places where the world could not see. In places only he would know, and I welcomed it, desperate for him to take me as his. It was torture. Achingly slow as he mapped my lips, every curve, every line, ever

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