บททั้งหมดของ My Dad's Bestfriend : บทที่ 261 - บทที่ 267

Sienna "I hate this," I muttered as I walked into that massive, stupid building. And by "massive," I didn't just mean impressive—I meant palace-level overkill. I'd always mocked Dad for showing off in his office, but this? This was ridiculous. Computers and paperwork didn't require chandeliers and marble floors. What the hell is this place? Grayson Industries—or rather, Alexander Grayson, the man under whose command every employee moved, spoke, and breathed like a puppet—had clearly spared no expense. Media called him a billionaire. Media lied. He wasn't just rich; he owned opulence, wielding it like a weapon. One snap of his fingers, and he could buy loyalty—or fear. After giving my name as an "employee" from Adriano Corporation, I was led to his office. Jackpot: his secretary was at her desk. Perfect. I could drop off the file and vanish before even glimpsing the devil in his domain.&nbs

SiennaI was a moth drawn to his flame—and I was about to burn in the most exquisite way imaginable.Alex was the fire. The center of every filthy, forbidden, and relentless desire I'd ever tried to bury. He was there standing behind me—ready to break everything I'd ever tried to keep together.Even as he paused, his hand still resting on my butt cheek, the heat of his touch seeped into my skin like a slow brand. The silence that followed was heavy, alive—thick with tension and unspoken hunger. I could feel his gaze on me, tracing every inch, weighing, claiming. And it burned—God, it burned—until I trembled from the inside out."Look at you," he murmured, voice low and rough enough to send a shiver through me. "Soaking the desk, Flower. All this... for a mistake?"The dark amusement in his tone coiled around me, and when his hand came down again, a sharp slap against my butt, soon it melted into something dangerously sweet as he soothed over the bare spot with a gentle touch of his pa

Sienna"You're going to pay for this mistake for the rest of your life, Flower."Those were his last words before I left. Whispered against my ear as his hands gripped my hips and pulled me flush against him. And ever since then—those words lingered.They didn't fade. They didn't dull. They haunted me still. just as deeply as they had the moment he said them.No matter how hard I tried, Alexander Grayson had carved himself into me. Even when I breathed, I could almost taste his cologne in the air. When I closed my eyes, I wanted to wake up startled—his touch still ghosting across my skin. And when I slept, he followed me into my dreams.I couldn't tell when that man had gotten so deep under my skin, but purging him out seemed impossible.Was there something wrong with me? Maybe.There had to be. Or else, why would I be so deep into a man I have spent most of my trying to hate? "Princess, your dad and I have planned something," Mom said, her fingers clicking over the gaming controlle