All Chapters of In Love With My Father Best Friend: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

Karios stood frozen in the doorway, his hand still gripping the doorframe as if it were the only thing keeping him upright. The sight before him refused to make sense, even though every detail was painfully clear. The tangled sheets. Elena scrambling to cover herself. Damien standing bare-chested beside the bed, his face draining of color.For a moment, no one spoke.“Elena…” Karios said finally, his voice low and disbelieving.She gasped, clutching the sheet to her chest. “Karios, wait—please, this isn’t—”Damien moved first. He stepped forward quickly, hands raised in a helpless gesture. “Listen to me. I can explain. Just give me a second, please.”Karios took a step into the room. Then another. His gaze never left Damien’s face. “Explain what?” he asked quietly. “Explain why you’re in my bed with my wife?”Elena shook her head frantically. “Karios, don’t listen—”The punch came fast and brutal. Damien didn’t even have time to react before Karios’s fist slammed into his jaw, sending

After Karios left Sorcha’s father’s house, he drove aimlessly through the streets, his mind a tangled mess.He didn’t understand why he felt so torn. It wasn’t as if he loved Elena—the woman he loved was Sorcha. Yet he had pushed her away and driven off without a word.Damien had been his best friend since childhood. Elena had been his wife for over ten years.The betrayal cut deeper than he could put into words.The thought that Damien could laugh with him, drink with him, and still sleep with his wife made his chest tighten painfully. But the bitterness didn’t stop there. He wasn’t innocent either. He had crossed an unforgivable line by falling in love with his best friend’s daughter.Everything felt wrong.He couldn’t continue being friends with Damien after this. He couldn’t stay married to Elena either. Their marriage had been arranged, built on convenience and benefit, not love.But if he cut ties with them, he would lose Sorcha too.The thought alone made his hands tighten arou

Sorcha stood frozen for a moment, watching Karios like she was afraid he might disappear if she blinked. Tears slid freely down her cheeks. He looked thinner, rougher, like the weight of the world had settled into his bones. The sight of him shattered what little strength she had left. She crossed the distance between them in a rush and threw herself into his arms.Karios caught her tightly, as if his body had been waiting for hers. He buried his face in her hair, breathing her in like oxygen. His arms locked around her, crushing her to his chest, afraid that if he loosened his grip she would be taken from him again. The days without her had been unbearable, long nights soaked in alcohol and regret, mornings that felt pointless. Holding her now felt like coming back to life.Neither of them noticed the man sitting in the far corner of the café, his phone lifted just enough to catch the angle. The soft click of the camera went unnoticed. Outside, across the street, Elena leaned against

The door closed behind her with a soft click that didn’t match the violence of what had just happened.Damien didn’t move.For a few seconds, he stood exactly where she had left him, shoulders squared, chin slightly raised, as if the argument were still in front of him waiting to be finished. The silence that followed stretched thin, unfamiliar. Even the house seemed to hesitate.The television still played.Her face flickered across the screen—Sorcha, caught mid-laugh, mid-embrace, her hands curled into Karios’ shirt like she belonged there.Damien reached for the remote and turned it off.The quiet settled heavier.Behind him, Elena shifted her weight. “Damien…”He exhaled through his nose, slow, controlled. “I told her not to.”It wasn’t directed at Elena. It didn’t need to be.“I told her what would happen.”He moved then, finally, but not toward her. He walked past her shoulder, close enough that she caught the faint scent of his cologne, now edged with something sharper—tension,