บททั้งหมดของ Seducing My Daddy's Friend: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Asher's PoV"What did you do to my daughter last night?!" Joan immediately threw her fist in my face as I entered the bar. This mansion had a private bar without a bartender."Calm down, Joan. I can explain to you." I held his body back from punching me again. I didn't defend myself either because I realized it was all my fault."You treated me like a fool. Run away from the car and escape. You shouldn't have given in to Daphne's will. She's so young and shallow-minded." Joan still blamed me. He brushed me off. I helped his to the seat. Joan snorted."I can't refuse your daughter's wishes. If she wants me to run away, then I will."Joan raised his eyes. "So you have no control?" he taunted.I shrugged. "I don't know. Rejection makes Daphne sad, and I don't want that to happen."Joan picked up a bottle of wine that was sitting on the shelf. He drank straight from the bottle. Joan seemed so tense that he was trying to relax his nerves."You're not acting like a nice guy and lying to me,

Daphne's PoVMaking love with Asher always feels like the first time. I don't know what made him so alluring that I was willing to lose everything for him. I enjoyed the pricks Asher gave me and the wild kisses on my neck that made me feel helplessly weak. I surrendered to everything he wanted, and his moans and the rough pounding that ended our game always left me feeling very satisfied. Like tonight, Asher was fast asleep after he finished his orgasm. I pounded him hard while he was under me, and Asher couldn't take it anymore. He was also very drunk. I don't know what he did to make my father agree to have him date me. I looked closely at Asher's face and felt proud to have a lover as handsome as him. My finger played on his bumpy nose. I brushed his lips with my hand and gave him a soft peck before I hugged his chest, used his chest as a pillow, and fell asleep following Asher due to exhaustion. "Looks like a fatigued one." I woke up with a start and immediately covered my body

Caroline's PoV"I'm carrying his child, Martin. This is your grandson, ma'am!" I yelled at the woman holding the broom handle. When I broke down the door of their house, the grumpy old woman scolded me immediately. I should have been the one who was angry that their only child had made me miserable. "We don't accept guests in this house, and Martin isn't my son anymore. Scratch that! I'm ashamed to have given birth to the son of a criminal. What am I going to answer to God for? It must be because of you, demoness." The old woman in front of me hissed angrily. "You must slap me and this child. This is your grandson." I insisted on staying. I was terrified of going home, so I stayed at Martin's house to survive. This is what I got after all the hope I had pinned on his family. An insult. "I have no children, so I can't have grandchildren." Martin's mother said coldly. She gave my big belly a quick glance. She should have had the slightest compassion for the woman who was about to gi

Caroline's PoVThis annoying job finally came to an end after my working hours were over. I worked twelve hours with only two hours of break time daily. My supervisor handed me seven bills totalling seventy dollars. "What's this?" I didn't take it after calculating the results of my hard work for the day. "That's your pay for today. Next time, if you still go out on your own, I won't hesitate to cut your pay in half." Is this annoying person threatening me after giving me a meagre paycheck? Seriously! I snorted in front of him. "You'd better watch your attitude if you still want to work here, Caroline." My supervisor warned. I sneered at him. "My attitude is my business. What you should be thinking about is why I'm getting paid so little after my hands almost fell off from dishwashing fatigue." I protested to him. But he ignored me and left.The handsome, cold-faced kitchen chef approached. I smiled at him. He just looked at me with a flat face. "I'm telling you, if you still wan

Daphne's PoVI had long forgotten my business with Caroline until this crazy woman herself came back to see me and make trouble. She was deliberately crying and yelling to attract attention around her and slander me. I tried to be calm with her because she wasn't a worthy opponent. I don't wear emotions as crazily as she does.I asked, and an oblivious Caroline laid out the facts before everyone. She called herself self-righteous, and she didn't realize that she had lost perspective. Caroline attacked me without any prompting. She pulled my hair hard, and I felt my entire scalp would fall off. I screamed and tried to pound her stomach with my elbow, and I realized that she was heavily pregnant, so I held back. Caroline smirked. I could catch a glimpse of it. She took advantage of my empathy and pulled my hair even harder. I gave her a little pity, and she banged my head on the floor. That's enough. I would never be a good Daphe again forever. Dead or alive, I didn't care. I quickly ga