Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed By My Father's Best Friend: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

ASHLEY'S POV Two weeks ago, I had this perfect plan with my best friend—ditch Liam and travel out of town to anywhere that doesn't remind me of Micheal. Anywhere that didn't make me think of him. Anywhere else that didn't make me want him despite what he did to me.But fate—fate had other plans.FLASH BACK TWO WEEKS AGO After making sure Liam was in a deep sleep, I quietly slipped out of the room and tiptoed down the hallway. My heart was pounding so fast I thought it'd give me away. I found Austin waiting by the kitchen door with his keys dangling in one hand and his hoodie pulled over his head.“He's out,” I whispered. “We have to leave now.”“Good,” he muttered, checking his phone.“Give me a minute, I just need to grab something.”A minute later he came back with a bunch of keys in his hands.“Where exactly are we going?” I asked as we walked towards the garage.“My dad's got a place outside the town. It's been empty for a while, but we'll be safe there.”I nodded. I didn't car

ASHLEY'S POV I was about to crawl into bed when I heard a knock on the door. I didn't even bother turning my head. “Go away, Micheal.” I muttered, my voice heavy with exhaustion.But the voice that came from the other side wasn't his. “Bunny, it's me, Liam.”I paused for a moment before sighing and walking over to open the door. The second I did, Liam brushed past me and sat on the couch like he owned the place. Well, his brother does own the place.“Can I talk to you for a minute?” He asked.I crossed my arms. “If I say no, will you leave?”He gave me that annoying smirk of his.“No, I won't.”“Figures.”He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. “Listen bunny, I know you're mad at me for hitting your friend, but he crossed the line.”“Yeah, I'm mad at you,” I said sharply. “You were supposed to be my friend. And friends listen to each other. I told you to stop, and you didn't. It could have gotten worse, Liam.”“I'm sorry about that,” he said softly. “But I'm not sorry

MICHEAL'S POV I lay back against the pillows, my body filled with hunger as I looked down at my little girlfriend trembling at the edge of the bed. Her lips were swollen from my kisses, her thighs still wet from the first round I'd wrung out of her. And yet—my hunger for her hadn't dimmed. Not even a bit. It's been too long. It has been too long since I've been inside her.“Come here,” I said, holding her wrist and pulling her closer. “Come sit on my face.”Her eyes widened, and she shook her head shyly. “No…I can't. What if I choke you?”I growled low in my throat, the sound vibrating through the room. “You think I care about that? Do you have any idea how badly I want to drown in you? How badly I want your scent smothering me, your taste coating my tongue until I forget what air even feels like?”Her thighs squeezed together, and she looked down, still hesitating.My jaw clenched. “Are you trying to disobey me, Baby. You promised to be good, remember?”Her gaze snapped up, her lips

ASHLEY'S POV I stood at Liam’s door, pacing back and forth like some nervous teenager about to confess to a crime. All that confidence Michael gave me upstairs? All gone. Completely gone the moment I got here. My palms were sweating, my heart wouldn’t stop racing, and honestly, if anyone had told me that facing Liam Knight would feel this intimidating, I'd have laughed in their faces.What was I even supposed to say?“Hey, sorry for being a jerk?”Or maybe, “Please don't hate me?”God, what if he yelled at me? What if he slammed the door in my face? What if he actually didn't care?”Just as I was gathering the courage to knock, the door swung open.I jumped so hard that I almost tripped backwards.“Oh my God, Liam! Stop doing that.”He arched a brow, leaning against the frame.“What? I can't even open my own door now?”Okay. He's definitely pissed.I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to calm the panic fluttering there. “Can I come in?”“Why?”His tone was flat, cold even. “Daddy does

MICHEAL'S POV Ever since the rumours spread that I was dating my best friend’s daughter, everything has been complete chaos. Investors have been calling. Reporters have been swarming outside my company gates, chasing after my car, shouting questions I'm not ready to answer. They've been camping around my mansion just to get a piece of information. I can't even breathe without someone twisting it into a headline. The only safe place left is my penthouse.Announcing our status to make our relationship public has crossed my mind more than once. But the truth is, I don't want to put Ashley through that yet. I don’t think she’s ready for that kind of spotlight. Being my woman—and the mother of my child—already draws too much attention from the public. The world loves to talk, and they never stop talking.The past few weeks have been a lot. We’ve fought, cried, healed…and somehow found our way back to each other. I'm not sure what the future holds, but there’s one thing I'm certain of: I w