Semua Bab Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad: Bab 201 - Bab 210

Neal.The situation with Becca was heartbreaking, and I was stuck. I really did love her and had been hoping she'd been missing me. I would be better for her than James, right? Well, maybe not. I wasn't sure. I stared at my hands, sitting there on my couch and reaching up to rub my temples.So many complex feelings. Here I was, unable to move on though I really needed to. For now, I basked in the silence, the distraction of the television no help. My mind kept bouncing between wishing I could end up with Becca and telling myself I should let things lie.They had just gotten through the situation with the kids, and from what I'd heard, the Cartwrights were terrible people. I got word from Allegra that they managed to move back to Italy. I was here as well, near Allegra, still on the hunt for those damn Russians who captured her.It was all connected. I wasn't sure how much information Layla gave to them regarding Allegra, but I knew Becca had bee

Becca.The day following some angry, but hot sex with James, he was out trying to establish some connections again while I was at home sipping wine, contemplating going out to the bar or something myself. There was nothing interesting on television and no new news regarding the myriad of situations we always seemed to find ourselves in. I wasn't happy about the outcome of the fight I'd had with James, but the sex had been nice. I took a sip of my wine, going over everything else. The kids, at least, seemed to be happy. Alessandro was talking more and didn't seem afraid of the neighbors like he had been with the Stepford wives. I'd noticed he very much flinched away from them and wasn't happy from the first time we'd interacted. No surprise, as they saw him, and me, as lesser. I clenched my fist at that thought. As upset as I was to be here in Italy, at least we weren't there anymore.My thoughts turned to Antionette again and how she had been the one to s

Allegra.Mentally recovering from what happened with that heartbreak had been a lot, but I was coping well enough. At the moment, I was laying down on the couch, trying not to burst into tears again. 'Well enough' being relative, of course. On the bright side, I had a runway show soon. I was adapting very well to the new place, and the people here were very kind. I thought about the boss and how he was very accommodating to people in general.Now that I was settling down and had hopes for the future, maybe I could look into therapy. With my new position, my health costs would be covered by insurance, and it may be healthy for me. I needed to let Layla go, but it was so difficult. That question hung in my mind like a tick to a dog. 'Do you think Layla has any regrets?' I had asked Neal that, and he had denied that it mattered. Really, he was right. It shouldn't. Things had gone horribly with the Michaelsons, but they could have gone much worse. Layla surely knew

James.Today was the day. All of our plans were going to come down to right here, right now, and Ronaldo would pay for stabbing me in the back once and for all. I was hoping we could send the authorities to arrest him, but I knew he had a mixture of money for bribes.The heat was off me, given the tapes, but he was still at large and thirsty for blood. My blood, something he wouldn't get. I stood in the bathroom, spraying myself with cologne and getting into my suit for the occasion.I looked as though I was attending a funeral. Hopefully, that would be the case, if it came down to it. I had no qualms about killing that bastard, given what he'd been putting us through. I could be a bit cold-hearted, which would pay off for my family now.Exiting the bathroom, I ran into Becca on the way out. We'd had sex the night before, several times over, after I caved into her idea just a little bit. Perhaps my heart wasn't completely cold on the idea, but I still didn't think the

Becca."Oh James, I'm so glad it all worked out," I said after hearing about the encounter with Ronaldo and the Russian mob. Neal had come through for us in the end, as well, since Mikhail was now taken out. I think we all had some breathing room now. James gave me a smile, swooping me into his arms and giving me a gentle kiss on the lips. I let myself get lost in it for a moment as I sat there in his arms. We were on the couch right now after having discussed the entire situation. "Took a lot of planning and resources, but yes, all of our plans came through seamlessly. The greed and oversight of our enemies certainly helped in this case, though," James replied. He let out a sigh of relief, his body language relaxed and his general demeanor became a happy one. "You said you had plans for us tonight?" I asked, not bothering to hide my excitement. Sophia was in the other room, playing with the kids. I'd spent many hours with them today and was happy to have a break!