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A lesson

Auteur: Authoress Ti Fe
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-17 20:37:12

~Julian~

The house always felt too alive for the kind of mood I carried around these days, like everything here breathed too loudly, laughed too easily, existed too brightly, and no matter how hard I tried to blend into it.

I felt like a stain that refused to fade, sitting at the far end of the dining table with a glass of water in my hand that I hadn’t touched for minutes because even the smallest movement felt like effort I wasn’t willing to give, and across from me, my stepfather was halfwa
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  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   I am coming

    I was seated at my desk, the late afternoon light sliding across the polished wood, my glasses perched low on my nose as I sifted through contracts and ledgers, the familiar scratch of my pen against paper grounding me in routine.The office was quiet, the only sounds the low hum of the air conditioning and the faint tapping of keys from the secretary’s office down the hall, when the knock came, sharp but deliberate, pulling me from my focus.“Come in,” I called, straightening in my chair, and my private investigator stepped inside, a man I trusted implicitly, his brow slightly furrowed, the briefcase swinging at his side.“Mr. Crawford,” he said, his voice calm but edged with anticipation, “I have a lead on Elena.”I froze mid-pen stroke, the paper blurring beneath my eyes as my heart picked up pace, the very name carrying a weight I hadn’t admitted aloud in months. “A lead?” I repeated, my voice steadier than I felt.“Yes,” he replied, setting the briefcase down and pulling out a fo

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Who is that?

    I had just cleared the last tray of the evening. The restaurant was beginning to quiet down, the usual clatter fading into the soft hum of the cleaning staff and the gentle hiss of the coffee machine in the background, when a customer called me over to ask about one of the dessertsI smiled at him, explaining with care how it was made, my words flowing as I gestured toward the plate, but then, without warning, a wave of nausea hit me, sudden and sharp, making my stomach twist in a way that immediately sent a shiver down my spine.I had no choice but to excuse myself, muttering a barely audible, “I…I’ll be right back,” before turning on my heel and rushing toward the restroom. Each step feeling heavier than the last, my hands trembling slightly as I reached the door and closed it behind me, fumbling with the lock as the room tilted dangerously, forcing me to lean against the sink for support. Within moments, my body betrayed me, the contents of my stomach spilling over the porcelain

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Hope

    ~Elena~By the time I pushed the glass door open and stepped into the restaurant, I was already a few minutes late, and even though Matteo had told me it wasn’t a problem, that I should take my time and not rush across the city just to meet him. I still felt that small, familiar guilt settle in my chest as my eyes scanned the room, searching for him among the scattered tables and quiet conversations.The place was different from Pa Romano’s, larger, more polished, the kind of restaurant where people spoke in softer tones and sat a little straighter in their chairs, and for a moment I hesitated near the entrance, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. I spotted him seated near the window, one hand resting on the table while the other held a glass of wine, his posture relaxed like he had been there for a while already.He noticed me almost immediately.His gaze lifted, and a small smile curved at the corner of his lips as he set the glass down and leaned back slightly in his c

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Her

    ~Victor~The moment I stepped into my office, I knew something was off, not because anything looked different, everything was exactly how I liked it, clean lines, polished surfaces, the quiet hum of control sitting comfortably in every corner, but because of the way Daniel stood there, stiff, hesitant, like a man walking into his own execution, and I didn’t need him to speak before the irritation started building in my chest.“What is it,” I asked, my voice calm, controlled, as I dropped my keys on the desk and shrugged off my suit jacket, taking my time because if he was about to waste it, I wasn’t going to rush for him.He hesitated, and that alone was enough to annoy me.“The Riverside development,” he started, his grip tightening around the tablet in his hand, “the report we pushed about structural inconsistencies and permit delays… it’s been challenged.”I paused, slowly turning to look at him, my expression unreadable, but inside, something tightened.“Challenged how,” I asked,

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   A lesson

    ~Julian~The house always felt too alive for the kind of mood I carried around these days, like everything here breathed too loudly, laughed too easily, existed too brightly, and no matter how hard I tried to blend into it. I felt like a stain that refused to fade, sitting at the far end of the dining table with a glass of water in my hand that I hadn’t touched for minutes because even the smallest movement felt like effort I wasn’t willing to give, and across from me, my stepfather was halfway into a story about some business deal that had gone right while my half-siblings listened with wide eyes and occasional laughter, the kind that came easily when life hadn’t knocked you sideways yet. I watched them for a second longer than I should have before dragging my gaze away because something about it irritated me, not them exactly, but the ease of it all, the normalcy, the fact that the world hadn’t stopped spinning just because mine had tilted off its axis.“Julian,” my stepfather cal

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Matteo

    ~Elena~Closing hour at the restaurant always came with its own rhythm, the loud rush of customers slowly thinning until the room finally breathed again, chairs scraping softly against the floor as they were pushed back beneath tables, the low clink of cups and spoons being gathered from tabletops, and the tired but satisfied voices of people finishing their final drinks before stepping out into the evening.I had just attended to the last customer of the night, a middle-aged man who always ordered the same espresso whenever he passed through town, and when he finally stood from his chair and thanked me with a warm smile I returned it politely before walking him to the door.“Goodnight,” I told him as he stepped outside, and the bell above the entrance chimed softly before the street swallowed him.The restaurant settled into a gentle quiet after that.Most of the chairs had already been stacked neatly along one wall, the warm lights above the counter cast a soft glow across the empty

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Will you be...

    ~Elena~The car slowly came to a stop, and Julian happily alighted. He hurried to the other side of the car and opened the door. He gave me his hand, and I took it as I also alighted. I looked around again; the place didn’t look familiar.“Where are we?” I asked. He smiled and tilted his head cutel

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-23

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Leaving singlehood

    ~Julain~I got back to New York City and immediately texted Elena, letting her know that I was now in town. I was driven back home, and I knew my father was waiting for me because it was Saturday and he said he was going to be.I was more excited than usual to get back to town, mainly because I was

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Rosaline

    ~Mr Richard~I sat in my car and stared at myself in my rear mirror, adjusting my hair with my hand. I had a white shirt, beige pants, and a black trench coat on. To me, this was doing too much, but Julian thought otherwise.I sighed and stared at the restaurant again. Rosaline was running late, an

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-22

  • My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession   Dinner

    ~Elena~I walked to the door, a wide smile plastered on my face. Julian waited at the door, also grinning widely. I got to where he was, and we embraced each other—his a little tighter.He leaned back and planted a quick peck on my lips. He looked into my eyes, and I slowly looked away shyly. He he

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-23
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