บททั้งหมดของ Oops! He's My Ex's Dad!: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

KEITH POV"FUCK! What the actual fuck!" I clenched my hands into powerful fists and repeatedly pounded down on the table, not stopping until it split in two with the hole I created in the middle.It all started earlier this morning.Right after Jenna had left the car and slammed the door, it was only a few seconds in before I received a text from a strange number saying, "I see you. I'm going to get you."At first, I wanted to ignore it but then I smiled thinking it could have been Jenna."Is she playing games with me, now?" That was my thought at that moment. That was why I blocked her way and told her to get into my office. After she came, I thought of having a little fun with her before confronting her about her text but some people interrupted and of course, they had to be Yilena's representatives warning me about her arrival.I never told her about my getting married but I figured it would be something she'd discover herself anyway.I had to chase Jenna away so coldly just to m

"I- I didn't try to run-" I panicked.Keith just stared at me with eyes that looked like they were reminding me of something.My eyes widened as I recalled it. At that moment I tried to leave the car... Fuck no! This can't be happening to me!I opened my mouth to speak but Keith interrupted me."You're taking your sweet time, Jenna. The hood option is still open."Swallowing hard, I crawled over the centre console and settled over his lap as I watched his ice cream-covered dick erect and waiting.The absurdity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. Ice cream? Really? I chuckled worriedly.But there was no backing out now. I could feel Keith's impatience seeping through his casual demeanour. I forced myself to focus, trying to ignore the fact that we were in a freaking car with its windows half open!Keith’s hand reached up my head, tangling my hair with a grip that was more controlling than tender. "Remember what happens if you try to run again," he whispered, his voice a mix

**NIGHT IN THE MANSION**"Ah! Just as I expected, Keith! Here you are, taking her side! How could you believe her act?! I didn't push her!" I screamed."I never said you did." Keith sighed, "I've told you this before, Yilena did not send you that text.""Then how do you explain this?!" I showed him the texts I received earlier today but I didn't get any reaction from his face.Keith returned my phone and with a straight face, he told me, "Leave Yilena alone."My jaw dropped and I took a step back from him, "You still think I'm the problem, don't you? I get threats and while I'm trying to put an end to it, you get to frolic about with your ex sex toy?!""Jenna! Enough of that!" Keith ordered, slamming his fist on my bedroom table. "I have told you to let this go.""No. No, I will not let it go." I stood my ground, "and since you refuse to see reason, I'll deal with it alone."Keith sighed and rubbed his eyes, "There's a party held tonight at the club. Dress up and let's go.""If it has

KEITH POVNeon lights flickered, casting sporadic shadows over the throng of dancers. During this chaos, my eyes remained locked on my target.I moved with calculated nonchalance, weaving through the mass of bodies. My jaw clenched and my fists balled. The man I trailed, a tall figure with a shock of blond hair, was oblivious to the predator in his wake but no matter, he'll realize that shortly.Blondie laughed with a group of friends near the bar, tipping back his drink, unaware of the storm brewing just a few feet away. My knuckles whitened, but I forced myself to stay calm. Now wasn’t the time. Not yet.The minutes dragged, every second an agony of restraint. Finally, Blondie finished his drink, slapped his friend on the back, and headed towards the exit.I slipped through the crowd like a shadow, never letting Blondie out of my sight. As we neared the exit, the noise of the club began to fade, replaced by the muffled sounds of the city night.Blondie pushed through the heavy doo

As Keith walked away, I lay there, shivering and broken. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional wreckage left in his wake. I pulled the tattered remnants of my dress around me, feeling the sharp sting of betrayal and self-loathing.My legs were weak and shaky but I managed to pull myself up and stumble towards the bathroom attached to my bedroom. Each step felt like a mile, but I made it to the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water, the steam rising to meet my tear-streaked face.As I sank into the water, the heat enveloped me, but it couldn’t wash away the filth I felt inside. The events replayed in my mind like a horror movie, each scene more unbearable than the last. Keith's voice echoed in my ears, his touch lingering on my skin like a brand.I closed my eyes, trying to drown out the memories. The water lapped gently against me, its warmth a stark contrast to the cold emptiness I felt within. How did we end up here? What twisted path had led us to this p