All Chapters of OBSESSED WITH MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Renee After my call with my girls, there was literally nothing to do in the house and I had nowhere to go either.So I was lying in one of the lounge chairs downstairs when Annie's words flashed in my mind.“Ren, just cause he went through some rough patches doesn't mean you should go easy on him. Keep up with the game till he succumbs to your irresistible charm and beauty. Don't let him slip away or he might go back to that bitch. Make him see you as a woman before you come back to me — else I'll kill you myself.”And this sudden fury surged through me, I wish I could tell Ivor what she did but what would I say?Hey, Uncle Ivor. Your secretary was the one who sold your company out? That'll be heartbreaking for him because of how much trust he had for her and I couldn't bear to see him like that.It was Jesse's words that calmed me down and I hope it'll become true and he could catch her right in the act so he'll believe what his eyes saw.My hand subconsciously touched my lip — the

IvorIt was becoming harder for me to sleep or think. The moment I close my eyes, her face, her boobs, her hand between her thighs is the only thing I can see.I couldn't concentrate at work. I have tried and tried to stop myself but it was to no avail and I am not just thinking about her.My mind keeps visualizing her under me as I pound into her with no mercy, me eating her out and watching her come apart underneath me.There's nothing that I haven't tried just to stop my mind from focusing on her but that's the more I think about her, the more I force myself not to see her, the more I long to.And the most shocking part is… the guilt I used to have when approaching other women or women approaching me is gone — just like that. I do not feel guilty when having these dirty thoughts about her and sometimes it ends with me getting a boner in the office. Forcing myself to go to work before she wakes up and come back after she's asleep was the hardest decision I have ever made but I don

ReneeThe door slams shut behind him, the sound like a gunshot in silence. He's gone. Just like that. After everything I said — after spilling my heart out like a fool — after giving myself to him — he just… walked away. It felt like my whole life was turned upside down.I couldn't think straight for a moment. Didn't know what to do. I drew his shirt to cover my exposed chest.I didn't know if I should laugh or cry — would I ever forget this humiliation, I don't think so.The house was suddenly too quiet for my liking, it felt like the house was caging me in.Lone tears trailed down my cheek, I pulled his shirt on and tiptoed out of the theater to my room, my head hung low.I went straight to the bathroom to wash myself because I felt so dirty right now. It was in the bathroom that the tears I was holding finally let free.My reflection stares back at me in the shower glass — eyes red, my lips trembling, cheeks wet from the tears.Sobs rack through my body as I slide down to the floo

IvorAfter walking out on her, I got to work but couldn't concentrate. I had to ask Monica to cancel all my meetings for the day.My thoughts spiraled around as I sat on my ergonomic chair. Her confession was fresh in my brain, replaying like I was hearing it for the first time.Did I do the right thing walking out on her? I had no answer to that — as I remember how my heart was racing, trying to bust out of my chest. Panic rose in my chest. Images of how her father would have my head in different ways flashed at that moment. He wouldn't even care that it was mutual. How could she love me? How long had she had that feeling? Sadly no one can answer that except her.‘Did I love her? Could I love her?’ I asked myself, surprisingly there's no guilt whatsoever in my mind — all I could think about was how she felt against me while I was inside her – and that was the best feeling ever.No ounce of guilt that I used to feel anytime I tried to think about another woman — with petals, everyth

IvorThe past two days have been horrible; I couldn't go to work, couldn't eat — I looked like the ghost of my past as I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, trying to get some water into my dry skin. My eyes fell on my beard which had turned into a bird's nest because it hadn't seen any form of nutrition in days.There wasn't a place that I didn't look for her. It just made me want to pluck my hair out of my skull.How one person could vanish in the whole of NYC remains a mystery to me. Silas hadn't been able to get anything from his side either.I twisted the shower handle, and the cold water started hitting my skin, making me take a deep breath. The remaining strength in me was just standing there and letting the water hit me continuously.I didn't have the willpower to lather some soap on my body. When I had enough, I turned it off and walked out.Her number was still unresponsive. The last time I spoke to Silas, what he said shook me to the core.“It's either she doesn't want yo