All Chapters of OBSESSED WITH MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND : Chapter 61 - Chapter 64

Renee After his threat, I went limp in his hand. I didn't dare make any noise or struggle because I knew what he was capable of—he didn't have to tell me twice.He helped me into the car, then walked around to the driver's side and got in. The ride back home was a quiet one—he kept his eyes on the road, while I suddenly found the buildings outside far more interesting than they were.We got home faster than I expected, and dread filled the pit of my stomach — I just knew I wasn't ready to have this conversation, but there was no escaping it.But it won't hurt to try… As if he'd read my mind, he locked the car door before entering the compound, giving me the ‘don't try it’ look.He alighted from the car, helped me out of the car, and dragged me inside the house.As I set foot in the living room, everything that happened came flooding into my brain, making me stop in my tracks. I jerked my hand from his.He stopped walking and turned to me. “What's wrong?” He asked, like I was some old

Monica Two days later, Ivor still hadn't come to work, fueling my suspicion even more. I called Nathaniel to remind him about how to install the camera.And by afternoon he called to tell me that he had already done that and warned me not to take his name if I got caught because he loved his job.I pushed all the files on my desk back and launched the app, setting my phone on the mini tripod stand on my desk.Nothing happened in the first hour and thirty minutes. I took my eyes off it and went to get water, and suddenly there was a sound that startled me, making me run back to my seat.My stomach dropped at the scene playing out on my phone… I was shocked and almost choked on the water in my mouth.They were in the kitchen. He was cooking, half dressed in briefs and an armless tee; that bitch was in a towel, her hair was wet, indicating she just took a bath.That's when I noticed his hair was wet too.At first they were just talking. Close, too close for a casual conversation — alm