Semua Bab Marry Her Father and Have Her Call Me Mommy: Bab 1 - Bab 10

“Aaangh… Tyler! Yes!... You’re sooo good!! I think I love you!” Charissa moaned in excitement. “Ahh! Ungh! I know I love you!” he replied. “You’re the only one that can please me like this”I closed the door and took hurried steps toward the sound of my fiancé, Tyler and the other woman, Charissa. As I got closer to the bedroom door, I could hear their pants more clearly, the unmistakable thump and slap of skin against skin, the slushing of bodily fluids, their disgusting moans. I couldn’t mistake the sound of her voice. This is the same bitch that stole my last boyfriend, and the boyfriend before that. I had told Tyler about it -about how it hurt me. About how she hurt me yet, here I was on a Tuesday afternoon, coming home early to surprise my man, who was supposed to be working from home today. He was working too -extremely hard, apparently- on some other woman’s orgasm.Mustering all my strength fueled by anger, I kicked the bedroom door in. It swung wildly, slamming into the wall

I waltzed into the elevator at exactly 8:45 am, coffee and bagel in hand. I was a bit taken aback by the exchange between Mr. Churchill and myself because it seemed that he hadn’t the faintest idea that his bitch of a daughter and I were no longer friends.I found it comical, but I wasn’t the one who was going to tell him the kind of repulsive things she had done to me. Just because she was a raging psychopath didn’t mean that her dear dad needed to know about it. She should remain an angel in his eyes, at least. Daddy’s little girl.As I stepped out of the elevator, a welcome sight in the form of my best friend and co-worker stood a ways in front of me with her back turned. She was just about to walk through the office doors.“Good morning, Danielle! You alright, darling?” I asked.Danielle was a gorgeous Sussex girl with hazel eyes, the cutest button nose, a curvy body, and a wonderful, goofy personality. Her dark brown -almost black- hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, and a

Andrew’s eyes moved down toward my hand, then stopped at my bosom on the way back up to my face. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he gulped, and he removed his hand from under mine quickly.“You’re welcome.” He said hurriedly. “Now, tell me, what have you been up to all these years?”“Um, I graduated from uni with a double major in Business and Journalism, so now I work for The Sterling Journal as a Junior Editor,” I replied.“Really? The Sterling Journal is a page-turner. If I’m not mistaken, I may have an interview scheduled with them next week.” He responded casually.Charissa shifted uncomfortably in her seat.“Do you really, Dad?” She asked.“Why? Is it that shocking? You know I am the CEO and Chairman of a fairly large company. I would think that would be a good reason to get an interview for a business review.” He joked.“I didn’t mean it like that, Dad”, she laughed awkwardly.Andrew reached his hand over to his daughter’s head and gently stroked her hair with a small ch

It was an electrifying, searing, passionate war for dominance, as I returned his kiss with the same ferocity. He immediately started sucking and slurping my bottom lip, as he caressed my face, then my neck. Both hands traveled down to my ass, grabbing and rolling them, as his tongue got to work running along the distance of my lips, searching for an opening. My lips quickly parted, granting him entrance, and he took the opportunity to explore every inch of my mouth. Our tongues collided like swords on a battlefield, over and over again, till I was breathless. As if reading my mind, he withdrew from my mouth, and we both gasped for air. In the next instance, his lips claimed mine again. Somehow, the kiss intensified. Almost instantly, his tongue found mine and continued the assault. Both my hands held onto his shirt, scrunching tightly as if holding on for dear life. Eventually, the lashing of tongues became a tender caress. Slower and deeper, but not lacking in passion. This is when

“To the co-op”, I replied.“Get in, I’ll drop you off”, he ordered, and opened the door.“How did you know it was me?” I asked, getting into the car, “I’m covered from head to toe, and I’m wearing a hat.”“I’d know that body anywhere, and in those leggings, you’re not covered enough!”His hand circled my waist, and he swiftly pulled me closer to him. With his other hand, he removed the cap from my head and fixed my hair. When he was done, twirling a lock of my hair on his finger, he asked, “So, why are you going to the co-op?”“I’ve had a super stressful day, and all I want at the minute is a chocolate bar”, I responded dejectedly.“I can think of a few ways to relieve your stress”, he whispered seductively, “but”, he fixed his voice, “I have some artisan chocolate at my place, and its way better than the shit you can buy at the co-op. Why don’t you come over?”“And how would you explain my being there?” I asked, worriedly.“Not at the estate.” He corrected, “I have a penthouse in the