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Chapter 11: Drumming heart
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Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 12: The best lesson
"Mr. Clinton, it isn't what you think," I pointed to my left ear. "Ear pod, ear pod."God, what am I saying?Then an idea came."It's my phone, it rang just now and it is connected to my ear pod. So I was angry, it was distracting, so I shouted without thinking. I'm... I'm so sorry."The contort on his face dilated and I silently heaved a sigh.Phew, that was close..."So you were using an ear pod while learning." He gave me a questioning look."I forgot to take it off, Mr. Clinton, I'm deeply sorry." I clasped my hands pleading.Now he might think I am unstudious. I made that excuse without thinking..."Sarah, you aren't taking your education seriously. I might report this to your father." His words broke through my trail of thoughts.I hung my head low in defeat. I knew it was useless to plead this time around; he will definitely report me to my father. While I was sulking, I felt a warm hand on my head. My scalp shivered from its mildness, sending torrid sensations all over me. I l
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 13: That smells like a challenge
"Ah! Is that a fire alarm!" I screamed, covering my ears. The sound was so piercing, and I felt like banging my ears on the wall to get it off my senses.My eyes were still closed since I was jolted awake by the boisterous sound. I didn't even know what was making that noise. My eyelids slowly peeled open, revealing my brightly lit room.Krrrrrr..."Urg!" I sprang out of my bed to try to locate where the sound was coming from. I looked around the room, then I found a fish-looking thing sitting on my bedside table.Then I remembered...I facepalmed myself for forgetting I set an alarm yesterday. I didn't want what happened on Tuesday to repeat itself again.Krrrrrrrrrrrrr..."Yeah, I'm awake." I angrily struck the alarm to silence it.'Finally, my ears will rest'. I didn't know it would be so loud.I sighed tiredly and collapsed on my bed. "I feel so sleepy," I muttered. My eyelids were heavy, and I felt like relieving the weight with a nice shut-eye."Hmmm." I straightened myself on t
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 14: Why are you smiling?
"Ouch." My muscles constricted and I fell to the ground wincing in pain.Why did I have to run even when I'm very aware I can't keep up for more than five minutes. I berated myself inwardly and attempted to stand, but my legs refused the order.Then I looked ahead, Mr. Clinton was a good distance away.I had to be honest with myself, it definitely didn't feel like a competition, it was more like a tortoise daring to challenge the hare.And that tortoise was me, I lost in less than ten minutes...Even when I was still seated on the ground, I was still huffing and panting for a few meters, a race I barely pulled off.I stayed on the ground to catch my rough breath."Mr. Clinton!" I yelled for his attention; I needed help to stand. My legs refused to cooperate.I saw him turn around and approaching me.Damn, he looked quite hot while running, his stubble strewed all over his oval face by the gentle breeze, and my heart started drumming the music of infatuation.When will he be mine? I
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 15: A date
I arrived at my favorite spot in a cab, and Helen was already waiting for me. As I descended from the vehicle, my eyes caught a particular figure I despised. My face slightly distorted for a split second before returning to normal. I only told her to meet me here, not with him... Vincent was resting on his car, trying to look cool, but falling short, while Helen had her hand on his shoulder. "Hi," he greeted as soon as I approached them. Just like the other day, his eyes scanned my body, licking his lips. I smiled back, concealing the disgust on my face. "Did you wait long?" I asked Helen, ignoring his greeting since I didn't tell her to bring a company along. "Sarah..." She glared at me, ambiguously scolding me for being impolite. I poked my nose at her in defiance and averted my eyes from them. She should learn to accept my disdain towards him. I simply can't change how I feel about him. But for now, let me just pretend. My face suddenly brightened, showing my pearly
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 16: Unfinished debate
I stared at her, trying to process the conversation she just had on the phone. Then I realized she must have thought that the 'him' I was referring to was Daniel. I was actually referring to Vincent... "Helen... what the heck did you just..." I asked, her face lit up with a bright, smug smile. "Chill, baby, you got yourself a date." She slapped my shoulders with a wide grin, batting her eyebrows. 'When did I ever tell her I need a date?' I turned speechless, staring at her black eyes shimmering with amusement. She had been trying to get me on a date for so long, I couldn't remember how long it had been. Now, she felt she had succeeded. "Sorry to burst your bubbles, I ain't going." I declared firmly. She shrugged, "It's too late, I already told him. It will be too awkward for you to reject him after I had told him you like him." "Helen." I felt like spanking her to get some sense into her head. "Why did you tell him something like that?" "I don't want you to be sing
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 17: This is torture
I hummed as I cooked dinner, swaying my hips with excitement like a restless monkey. My mouthwatering steak was almost ready, and I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into it. I lowered the heat and set my plate, trying to patiently await Mr. Clinton's return. Just then, I heard footsteps behind me. "Your food smells delicious," Erin said, her bright smile and wide eyes gleaming with youthfulness. I turned to face her, feeling a warmth in my chest. "Thanks, want some?" I asked, but she declined, saying she was done for the day and headed out. After dinner, I settled onto the couch with my textbook, waiting for Mr. Clinton to return. But as the hours ticked by, I grew restless, my eyes drifting to my phone. Should I call him? I decided against it, feeling a bit annoyed, and headed to bed instead. As I drifted off to sleep, I felt a sudden chill run down my spine. I shrank under the duvet, clinging to it tightly. But when I opened my eyes, the room was plunged into darkness. I shot up
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 18: The stubborn side of me
The next four hours before dawn were unusually long. I tossed and turned in my bed, trying to get those disturbing thoughts off my head. But it felt like a gravitational pull that kept drawing me in. My obsession with him was growing more by the day, but I knew one thing for sure, there will be a time I won't be able to mortify myself and I might go all out without a bind holding me in place. And I hope it wouldn't end badly that particular day. Finally! My alarm struck 6 am, I quickly got up, got ready, and went downstairs for the morning exercise. I gently knocked on Mr. Clinton's bedroom door, but there was no answer. "Mr. Clinton..." 'Has he perhaps left for work?' So early? Whilst my thought, I heard sneezes coming from inside the room. I pressed my ears on the door, silently listening intently. I just wanted to confirm my intuition. Another sneeze came from inside, followed by two more 'Ah-choo!' Yeah, he has caught a cold... I knocked again. "Mr. Clinton, can I com
Seducing My Father's Best Friend Chapter 19: I care about you, Mr Clinton.
He glared at me before he finally replied after staying silent for quite some time. "I do have one, but what are you gonna do with it?"Seriously, was that a question?I chuckled. "To check your body temperature, of course."He sighed, seemingly defeated. "Check that box over there."A smile curved up my lips. I stood and walked over to the box he pointed at. I took out the thermometer and checked his temperature.Holy shit! 39 degrees Celsius...And he didn't bother taking any acetaminophen. What kind of a doctor is he?"Mr. Clinton, I don't like you disregarding your health..." A frown etched my face as I showed him the result on the thermometer."39, Mr. Clinton, and you want me to leave you... alone?"He stared blankly at me, unable to respond. He then shut his eyes and clutched his temples with his fingers.I dropped the thermometer and shot out of the bed, walking to his bathroom."Where are you going?" He asked as he sat up on his bed. I glanced at him before replying."Just re
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