All Chapters of MY BOYFRIEND'S FATHER: YES DADDY SERIES: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

SYNOPSIS"You've always had your eyes on me, haven't you?" Richard said as he stepped closer to Rachael, who was holding her breath, her back pressed against the wall.She hesitated before speaking. "I just want to borrow some money," she managed to say.Richard drew nearer, sniffing her gently. He whispered, sending shivers down her spine, "I know you've been fantasizing all day about how I would take you from behind, lift your legs to the sky, and make you scream my name. I caught you fingering yourself to my photo. Don’t deny it — I can see the hunger in your eyes."Rachael thought she and Oris were the perfect young couple—hardworking, hopeful about their future, planning to marry and start a family. But her idyllic daydream was shattered when Richard, her attractive older neighbor, revealed his intense passion and the truth about her boyfriend.Chapter 1A taxi pulled over quietly, and a young woman in her early twenties stepped out, followed closely by a man in his mid-twenties.

When Rachael heard his response, she felt a wave of frustration. She replied exasperatedly, "Oris, we're not kids. We're both adults here. We try new things, spice up our sex life..."Before she could finish, Oris cut her off. "I'm done with this conversation. I need to go to work. I won't start my day arguing with you." He grabbed his bag and headed out of the room.Rachael sank back onto the bed, her face buried in her palms as a sigh of frustration escaped her lips.An hour later, she left the apartment, stepping outside and glancing toward Richard's place. From her vantage point, she saw him working in his garden, shirtless.Watching him always sparked her wild imagination. The way he handled his tools made her envision his strong hands groping her, and as he flexed his muscles, she imagined his powerful arms wrapping around her waist, with his face buried in her neck."Oh my God," she gasped in frustration, feeling herself becoming increasingly aroused. She quickly clamped her leg

Belinda stepped toward her apartment, but Oris lagged behind, a wary, askance look on his face. “Ain’t you coming?” Belinda asked.Oris answered uneasily, “Sure, I am coming.” He moved to her side, but he was quiet, his heart hammering in his chest.“We just have to go inside the apartment and let them in. You can talk to them inside,” Belinda said, trying to sound steady.Oris was just staring at the men smoking and hanging around Belinda’s doorway. Fear gnawed at him, and whatever Belinda was saying faded from his ears.“I think you should go in while I talk to them,” Belinda added after she unlocked the door, but she soon realized Oris remained standing, craning his neck in every direction.When she called his name, “Oris!” he snapped out of his thoughts and turned to her, his face creased with shock. “What?”“Go in,” Belinda urged gently. “I’ll come and join you later. Let me talk to them.”Oris entered the apartment without hesitation, the door slamming shut behind him. He crosse

Oris sat quietly in the back seat, his whole body trembling. He’d never been in a situation where a gun was aimed at him, and even with the car’s AC cooling the air, he sweat through his shirt.“Good boy, you still recognise me, don’t you?” one of the passengers in the front asked, turning around with a casual grin.Oris’s eyes widened when he realized who it was. “Tupac!”Tupac gave him a quick thumb‑up. “Not bad.”The car moved on in silence. Oris kept glancing out the window, hoping they’d run into a traffic warden or a police car, but nothing appeared.What surprised him was that they were actually driving toward his house. He couldn’t understand why they would take him there.As the car neared his street, it slowed to a stop. Oris studied the burly man who was aiming the gun at him, his nerves taut as a wire. Tupac turned and spoke again, his tone sharp.“You have a good girl, but you’re still cheating on her. What’s she going to do when she finds out you’re seeing another woman?

Oris grumbled as he stood up, saying, “I’m no longer angry with you.” He turned and headed for the café’s exit.Belinda asked, “Babe, will you come to the house later today?” He didn’t reply. Instead, he walked out, a frown creasing Belinda’s face. Her phone beeped, and she looked down to see a text from Oris. She picked up the phone, read it, and a smile spread across her face, her eyes glittering.Oris tucked his phone away and hailed a taxi to his workplace. After he clocked out for the day, he left promptly and caught another taxi home. When he got in, he glanced toward Richard’s apartment and saw him indoors from his opened windows.Oris walked in, went straight to the kitchen, and prepared dinner, waiting patiently for Rachael’s return. At 6:30 p.m., the door creaked open and Rachael stepped in. Oris stood, walked up to her, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the cheek. “Welcome back, my love. I’ve already prepared dinner for us. Quick—go wash up and let’s eat togeth