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My Bestie’s Father Likes Me Wet A Den Full of Vipers
CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR : A Den Full of VipersNova POVWhatever Grant saw on his phone that made him nearly choke on his own prideful breath—I didn’t care.I was beyond hurt. Beyond angry. My chest felt split open.Kill.Murder.As in… Tyler is gone.There was never a real love story between us, but that doesn’t mean he deserved to vanish into a shallow grave. To be erased from the world because of me. Because I let myself get pulled into Grant’s orbit.Maybe if I hadn’t said yes to that stupid first date… he’d still be alive.My mind spiraled so fast I didn’t realize my hand was already in Luca’s. His palm was warm, steady, too steady. When he tipped my head against his chest, I didn’t resist. Tears I hadn’t even felt streaming burned into the expensive fabric of his tuxedo.Grant’s glare was scorching holes into me, but for the first time, I couldn’t bring myself to flinch beneath it. Let him burn.Tonight was supposed to be a distraction. A night away from the ache of loneliness and t
My Bestie’s Father Likes Me Wet Old Enemies
CHAPTER THIRTY THREE : Old EnemiesGRANT POVI managed to lure Nova out of her room without a flicker of suspicion. Of course I did. She’s nosy, predictable, and like any wise man worth his bullets, I kept that little detail hidden until I could make the most of it.In the mafia you learn fast: keep your enemies close enough to smell their fear. That’s why, even after the board of directors practically salivated for Nova’s resignation, I defended her. I stood for her. Not out of loyalty—don’t insult me—but because pulling her closer lets me measure the length of her leash.My gut tells me one of my own staff has been bleeding company secrets to outsiders. No proof yet, but the timeline doesn’t lie. Before Nova joined us, there were no leaks. Since then it’s a different story.And her ties to the Ratels? Another rotting thread I’m pulling at. My private investigators return with nothing, she’s too neat, too clean. Her background is sterilized like a hospital floor. No family except th
My Bestie’s Father Likes Me Wet Night Highs
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO : Night Highs NOVA POV “It’s high time you joined us, Nymph. Your uniform is waiting.”Grant’s voice slashed through the air like a whip, and my heart dropped so hard it might as well have cracked against my ribs.Fuck. He’d already seen me.Play it cool? Pretend I just stumbled in? Or bolt like hell and pray I can outrun the heat that burns every time he looks at me?I didn’t move. My ass stayed rooted to the floor like they had their own death wish. The women in the room, all beautiful and silent, draped over each other in those too-perfect poses, turned their eyes on me. Their eyes with expressions ranging from desire to Curiosity and Hunger. They looked at me the way a wolf pack sizes up fresh meat.And I, the idiot that I am, stepped forward.Each step felt like a confession, like announcing to the whole damn room: Yes, I’m the fool who can’t keep away from Grant, even when I swore I would. Yes, I’m about to regret this.The uniform lay waiting on a chair,
My Bestie’s Father Likes Me Wet Late Night Finds
CHAPTER THIRTY ONE: LATE NIGHT FINDSNOVA POVThe week had stretched like a lifetime. Seven days of silence. Seven days of walking past Grant as if we were strangers. Seven days of curling into myself, pretending I didn’t care, when every bone in my body ached from the weight of his absence.So tonight, instead of sleeping, I wrote. My journal has become my confessional, my graveyard, my punching bag. Ink spilling everything I can’t say out loud: the anxiety chewing at me, the anger curdling under my skin, the stupid, stubborn love that refuses to die no matter how badly he treats me.Maybe I wasn’t made to be loved.The thought scrawled itself in jagged lines across the page before I even realized my hand had written it. I shut the book quickly, blinking back the hot sting in my eyes. I swore I wouldn’t cry again.That’s when I heard it.At first it was faint like a glitch in the air, the kind of sound you think your tired brain makes up after being sex starved for days. A moan. Long
My Bestie’s Father Likes Me Wet Cold Embrace
Chapter Thirty: Cold EmbraceNOVA POV“Why can’t I face you when we fuck? Why can’t I touch you?”My question was met with the loudest silence I’ve ever experienced and trust me, I’ve lived through enough heavy silences to be an unofficial connoisseur.This is the kind of silence that makes the hair at the back of your neck prickle like you’ve walked into a cemetery at midnightI wasn’t even sure if he was breathing anymore. I slowly turned, inch by inch, bracing myself like I might catch him mid–heart attack. His face was pale, blank, almost corpse-like — as if he’d just seen a ghost tap-dancing in the corner. Which was weird, considering the only haunting happening here was me and my damn mouth.His hands shook uncontrollably, but the rest of him was rigid, frozen in place like a carved marble. Like if he moved even a fraction, the whole fragile illusion of control would shatter.Was it my question? Was I not supposed to ask? Did I break some unspoken Grant Calloway law?“What did
My Bestie’s Father Likes Me Wet Red Room
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE : RED ROOMNOVA POVI should know better by now. After dealing with Grant for over a month—maybe two if you’re being generous—I should’ve learned my lesson: anything that makes his lips curl in that sinful, mischievous way it did when he mentioned the red room. It’s never for my comfort. It’s for his enjoyment. Always. Grant doesn’t chase pleasure that accommodates anyone else. He creates it, controls it, bends it until you’re shaking on your knees, whether you like it or not.And still, here I am, following him like a fool, body thrumming in anticipation while my pussy clenches with the sick thrill of what if.He walked ahead of me with that bold, primal energy that made the air feel heavy. Grant doesn’t just walk into a room, he claims it. His shoulders roll, his back is straight, his stride is smooth and lethal like a predator who knows you’re already caught. My thighs pressed together helplessly; I swear I could feel my own slick dampening the thin lace betw
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