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Open Marriage; Claimed By My Father In Law And His Best Frid TELL ME TO STOP, DENVER
Chapter 25 Denver’s POVI shoved hard against Horace’s chest, my palms slipping slightly over the expensive fabric of his shirt. “You’re crazy,” I hissed, my voice cracking with disbelief. “You can’t seriously be saying you’d get rid of your own son just to have me. That’s insane. That’s… that’s demonic.”Horace didn’t get angry. Instead, a deep, rumbling laugh rolled out of his throat — low, rich, and crackling with dark amusement. The sound vibrated through his broad chest and straight into my body, sending uncontrollable shivers racing down my spine and straight to my core. It wasn’t a cruel laugh. It was confident. Seductive. The kind of laugh that made my thighs clench together involuntarily.“I’m a strict man, Denver,” he murmured, his large hands still gripping my waist possessively. “But I’m not a monster. I have no intention of murdering my son.” His thumbs stroked slow, teasing circles over my hips as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against my ear. “I simply mean I’m re
Open Marriage; Claimed By My Father In Law And His Best Frid I’M WILLING TO DO ANYTHING TO HAVE YOU, stepdaughter
Chapter 24 Denver’s POVHorace picked up the phone on the third ring. I watched his face change instantly — the hunger that had been burning in his eyes moments ago cooled into clear frustration. He didn’t even need to tell me who it was. The way his jaw tightened said everything.“Dylan,” he answered, his voice flat.I stayed bent slightly over the desk, my heart still racing from the way he had me pinned just seconds earlier. Horace listened as Dylan spoke on the other end, his tone eager and almost sickly sweet. I could hear the faint sound of my husband fawning over his father — the usual over-the-top praise and questions about how his day was going. It irritated Horace. I could see it in the way his free hand clenched at his side, the muscle in his jaw ticking.Then came the question I knew was coming.“When are we moving forward with the CEO proceedings, Dad?” Dylan asked, his voice carrying through the speaker just enough for me to catch it.Horace exhaled slowly. “I’m still th
Open Marriage; Claimed By My Father In Law And His Best Frid I CAN SMELL HOW WET YOU ARE FOR ME
Chapter 23 Denver’s POVHorace’s dark eyes stayed fixed on my exposed cleavage as he held me against him. A slow, wicked smirk curved his lips.“Did you put on that push-up bra on purpose today, little girl?” he murmured, his voice low and rough with amusement. “Because you knew I’d be in the office?”My face burned. I pushed hard against his chest, trying to create space even as my body betrayed me by staying soft and pliant against him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I whispered, my voice shaky. My cheeks were on fire. “I only came here to drop off the reports. That’s all.”He didn’t believe me for a second. The smirk deepened as he stepped in closer, forcing my back against the edge of his desk until I was trapped beneath the broad canopy of his body. He was so much taller, so much bigger. I felt tiny under him. My sultry blue eyes lifted to meet his, and the way he looked at me — like he could see straight through every lie I was telling — made my stomach tighten and my
Open Marriage; Claimed By My Father In Law And His Best Frid THIS ISNT A GAME
Chapter 22 Denver’s POVThe tension in the room thickened the second Horace stepped fully inside. His presence filled the space like a storm rolling in, dark and commanding. Royce straightened immediately, but the smug look on his face didn’t completely fade.Horace didn’t waste any time. “What the hell were you thinking, Royce?” he said, his deep voice low but sharp enough to cut. “Forcing her to answer those kinds of questions on a live show? That wasn’t part of the plan.”Royce raised his hands in mock surrender, chuckling lightly. “Come on, it was just a joke. A little spice for the viewers. You know how these interviews work. people love drama.”Horace’s expression didn’t soften. He took another step closer, his broad shoulders squared. “This isn’t a game. Don’t pull that shit again. I mean it.”The warning in his tone was unmistakable. Royce held his gaze for a long moment before finally shrugging and backing off. “Fine, fine. Message received.” He shot me one last lingering loo
Open Marriage; Claimed By My Father In Law And His Best Frid HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF YOUR FATHER IN LAW?
Chapter 21 Denver’s POVThe interview had started exactly as I expected. The bright lights warmed my face while the camera focused on me. The questions rolled out smoothly at first — my role in the company, the journey from joining as a fresh graduate to becoming a key decision-maker, the partnerships we had secured. I answered with practiced confidence, my voice steady and professional.But it didn’t stay that way for long.The interviewer leaned forward, her expression still polite but her eyes sharper now. “Miss Denver, one thing our viewers are very curious about is how you balance working under your husband, Dylan. Does it ever feel complicated, having your personal and professional lives so closely intertwined?”I felt the shift immediately, like the temperature in the room had dropped a few degrees. This wasn’t in the approved list of questions. My stomach tightened, but I kept my face composed. I couldn’t afford to look rattled on camera.“I don’t really see it as working und
Open Marriage; Claimed By My Father In Law And His Best Frid THE INTERVIEW part 1
Chapter 20 Denver’s POVI stood there by the door, my hand still gripping the knob, fury burning through every inch of me. Dylan actually looked like he was considering Talia’s ridiculous demand. His eyes flicked between us, weighing her words as if they held any merit. The sheer audacity of it all made my blood boil hotter.Just as I turned the knob to leave, his voice rang out behind me.“Denver. Give me your car keys.”I froze mid-step, then slowly turned around. “Excuse me?”He stood up from the couch, Talia still draped across his lap like some prized possession. “The Bugatti. Hand over the keys.”I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. A harsh laugh bubbled out of me before I could stop it. “You’ve lost your mind if you think I’m just going to give you my car.”Dylan crossed his arms, his expression hardening. “It was a gift. For your twenty-seventh birthday. I bought it, so I can take it back anytime I want.”The words hit like a slap. I stepped back into the room, my heels clic
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