บททั้งหมดของ Forbidden Passion: My Father's bestfriend : บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

AmeliaHe looked up at me from the corner of his eyes, a smirk on his devilishly beautiful face as he approached me in nothing but his boxer-briefs.“What have I said about rolling your eyes at me, Princess?” I rolled my eyes again. I had already given up on my promise to not let him eat me out until he put a ring on my finger; I'm not going to let him get his way this time. “What will you do?” “Stop daring me,” he said as he rested, kneeling down in front of me.“I'm not.” “I'm trying not to push you against this wall and fuck you, Mimi. Don't make me do that,” he said as he scanned my body. “Do you know how much I missed you? I want to make love to you and fuck you so hard for going against my orders.”My body reacted to his words; he could get me off in an instant. I was so hot for him, the baby kicked, and our eyes watched her for a second. She gets it. “You just got back, you need to shower and rest.” There was a deafening silence between us as his eyes held mine. The sta

Amelia It felt weird.This strange sense of safety. There was no sneaking around dad, no car accidents and best of all, fucking Gloria was finally out of the picture.I couldn't even be the fact that I only felt relief and happiness. It also made me feel awkward around Evans.I wasn't sure how he really felt. Sure, she was a bitch towards us and a fucking obstacle but once upon a time, Gloria was the love of his life. Evans seemed relieved, but what if he was just putting up a farce?If he did feel sad or something, I probably won't feel angry.Probably.One can't be sure with my hormones this days.“You're thinking real hard there princess.” Evans placed a small kiss on my forehead and sat beside me.He's been holed up in the office all day, taking care of things that needed his attention. I turned and placed my feet on his laps.“What's on your mind?” He started with my left foot, rubbing slowly.“Nothing.”I didn't know how to ask the question. How are you feeling about Gloria? Is

Evans “Wait a minute boss, a new update on the situation is coming in.”I gently placed my laptop on the table, careful not to disturb Amelia, her doctor would soon be here and she needed her sleep.“Boss.”I stepped out of the room, leaving the door open and lingered in the hall just in case she woke up.“The situation became clearer. The call was traced back to Ms. Reynolds' friend Cassie.”That's a relief. “So there's no problem right?”“That's the problem. Her phone is a burner phone.”“What do you mean it's a burner phone? Amelia knew who was calling her, she didn't ask for their name.”I remembered that much from their conversation.“We found out that she's been using a burner phone all along. The only way we found out who the caller was, was through the history of calls that Ms. Reynolds has gotten from the number and how it is saved on her phone. Cassie's number or the number she used to call isn't registered anywhere.”The fuck!! This means a lot of things. Is she hiding

Amelia Someone was tugging on my hand, trying to pry me from Evans' side but I clutched to his hand.I had turned him on his back earlier after throwing the gun to God knows where. Blood was still coming out of his mouth and he would have choked on it.“Ms. Reynolds!!”No, I don't want to be that anymore. I wanted to be Mrs. Scott.Evans.His features became blurry and I tasted salt.Open your eyes.“Mimi!! Snap out of it or he will die for real!!” A sharp pain followed the shout in my ear. It was painful enough to pull me out of my shock.I turned to glare at the person and saw Nicholas squatting beside me.“Please let me take over, the position you kept him isn't right, he will actually choke in a few minutes.”Oh?I moved away, giving Nicholas room to work. He gently pulled Evans to a sitting position, leaning his back on the wall to keep it straight. Finally, he turned his head to the side, allowing the blood to flow properly.“At this rate, he will…” Nicholas paused and cleared

Amelia Ignoring the tiny twinge of discomfort in my ankles, I paced. Have been pacing for a while now.They won't tell me anything. Nicholas, Kelly, even Thomas. They knew something but they won't say.Why won't they tell me? I was Evan's, the mother of his child. I deserved to know what was wrong.It was tempting to look at the clock to know how long he had been in there. How long the doctors were taking to surface.“Nicholas, tell me what's wrong, please.” He averted his gaze but I won't be discouraged. “Nicholas…” I wadled to his line of vision, “... tell me. You don't have to worry about my reaction and the baby will be fine. Just tell me.”He remained mute.“Mimi…” I heard Becca say behind me.I clutched the front his shirt with both hands, finally gaining his attention. “Tell me right now or so help me God…”Freeing him immediately at the sound of a door opening, I abandoned the idea of trying to force the answer out of him and turned to the doctor.My heart fell with disappoin