Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Best Friend’s Father Wants me: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Enora: I was at my laptop when I heard a knock at the door. I took a deep breath and said nothing. I didn't want to see him. That was something that I was certain of. The knock came again but I continued typing away at my laptop, ignoring the knocking for all I was worth. Finally, the door creaked open. "Enora?" He came into my room without permission. I guess that was count one on the official list of charges I was holding against him. "What do you want?" I asked coldly, not turning around to look at him but rather focusing on the spreadsheet that I had displayed on the screen. "You haven't eaten all day. I have ordered dinner. You should eat something. It's for your own good." I scoffed, just loud enough for him to hear, without turning my head. "I won't be eating with you. You don't have to worry about that. L be going out to eat tonight. Alone." I could imagine the dumbfounded expression on his face as I grabbed my jacket and threw it over what I was wearing. He didn't

Enora: My body felt weak. His angry eyes drank me all in and I felt his body press into me."Don't think that I am not mad at you for just walking out on me. You have been acting strange and I want to know why."My jaw nearly reached the ground. I was acting strange? Hew was the one who was so cold to me yesterday and suddenly pulled a lever today and kissed me out of the blue. Did I really have to mention that I was still mad that I saw Crystal with him?The elevator door sprung open, and I should have known better than to expect a nice casual walk to the penthouse door."Can you stop carrying me like this?!"I was on his shoulder once again and was beating it as hard as I could he opened the door.As soon as he got in, he locked the door and placed me down.He was so infuriating! As soon as my feet touched the tiled living room, I bolted for my room.The door locked behind me and I twisted the key in the lock and sank to the floor. This was getting ridiculous."Enora, open the door

Enora:I was barely able to sleep last night. All I could think about was the anger on Mr. Wright's face.Damn it, Enora! You went too far. You were mad but you should have been more careful with your speech.I wrangled myself out of bed and waddled to the bathroom. It was a cold bath. Perfect for waking me up properly. As the water wey my hair, all I could think about was the anger on his sculpted face, the way his eyes burned and his handsome lips pursed together.What was wrong with me? Why did I have to mess things up?“He messed things up too,” my inner voice chimed in.Nothing could convince me that his stalking last night wasn’t just crazy but I felt I had said way too much.Water trailed on the floor behind me as I stepped out of the bathroom. As I stood in the mirror, dressing up, I observed my body.I was mad at him but I missed him. I missed his kisses and the way he touched me and fucked me. Maybe I should apologize?My reflection stared back at me, clad in a black peplum

Nathan:Enora’s hand was tightly wrapped in mine as I pulled her down the staircase. i noticed the eyes that were looking at us as we left the building. One of them had to be the culprit. I knew it and I was dying to find out who it was.She got inot the car and I got back behind the steering wheel. The ires screeched on the asphalt as I reversed and headed down the street. The space between us was painfully silent. All I could think about was the picture that I had seen. It was taken the day I took her on the dining table.I drew a deep breath. the picture was crystal clear. The way we were wrapped in pure passion was undeniable. I couldn’t believe that we were being watched. How was that even possible. I had no security cameras installed in my penthouse for maximum privacy.We turned the corner and I was still lost in deep thought. Maybe I shouldn’t be taking her back to the penthouse. If someone was watching us, it was likely that the culprit was waiting there.“Mr. Wright?–”He so

Enora:We hauled our bags into the reception and found Adam there.His eyes looked tired and a bit of a mess. I felt guilty. Mr. Wright had given him an entire week off and now I had to cut it short."Mr. Wright, Miss Lopez," he greeted courteously, handing Mr. Wright a card. "I got the most comfortable suite. It's on the top floor in the West Wing.""Thank you, Adam," Mr. Wright said with a tired look on his face. I wonder if he also felt bad for cutting his break a little short.Adam took my bags from me and we all headed to the elevator.I couldn't explain it, but the tension felt high.My eyes stole a brief glance at Adam and I saw his jaw tightly clenched, revealing his jawline. My stomach churned. He was mad. I knew it!It felt like forever before we got to the top floor. A sigh of relief escaped my lips when I heard the elevator ping at our stop.Adam got out and led the way and the rest of us followed him. The tension seemed to grow. Mr. Wright didn't even look at me. I follow