All Chapters of In My Godfather’s Bed : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Enzo:It took a while before the crowd cleared up. I wasn’t proud of it, but I had to call the police. With the ongoing lawsuit that was against me, they were the people I wanted to speak to the least, but desperate times called for desperate measures. I leaned back into the chair and looked at Tabitha. Her eyes were glued to the screen, and her face was pale. “What happened?” I sat up and reached towards her, but she pulled away immediately and stuffed her phone into her pocket. “N-Nothing. It’s nothing… Just looking at Instagram.”I raised a brow. “But you looked so shocked,” I pressed on. “Yeah. Yeah.” She answered too quickly and tried to force a smile that contorted her whole face. “I was just shocked by the things that people are saying online. It’s just disgusting. Let’s get out.”Before I could get another word out, she opened the car door and hopped out. I shook my head and followed her. This girl still hadn’t learned her lesson. The store was empty, and I took a deep b

Tabitha:A chill rippled through my body. I tried to reach for the blanket, but it wasn’t there. In fact… nothing was there. My eyes fluttered open and then closed again. My senses were dull, but in that brief moment, I saw the dimly lit room. The rain was still drumming hard on the windowsill and… there was a pressure… a presence. For a while, I didn't move, I didn’t open my eyes. The presence was still there, still looming, like it was looking right at me. I moved my hand and touched something, and my hand snapped back to my side almost immediately. And then I heard it… that familiar chuckle. “Are you still going to sleep, Princess?”“Enzo?” I opened my eyes and managed a small smile. He looked so handsome in the dim light. His hair was a mess, with a few streaks of grey in the glossy jet black, and he was wearing a shirt that clung so tightly to him that his muscles were on full display. “How long have you been watching me?” I asked weakly, sitting up. A lock of my hair fell on

Tabitha:Sunday came around quickly. I stared at the ceiling in Enzo’s room and sighed. It was the best I had felt in days. He had made the weekend so fun and special that I didn’t even want it to end. I turned my head and watched him at his desk, his computer on, his eyes glued to the screen, scrolling through numbers. He had been up early, and I just wanted to watch him. The way he carried himself, the way he stared at the screen when he was working, made him irresistible. He was perfect. His phone rang, and he answered it, talking clearly with that commanding voice that he used in the office, the voice that gave me shivers. I had watched him in meetings steal the entire room. Everyone listened to him. How could they not?“...No. Not yet. We will close the Hunchley’s deal on Tuesday. There are some logistics that I need to get out of the way first… Yes… I will make sure that those are delivered and get a message across to Miss Bolden. We should be meeting in the office next week t

Enzo:The tension in the air thickened. Tabitha wanted to say something, but her mouth clamped shut, and she stepped closer to my side, her eyes not leaving Emily. My face was tight, stealing glances from Hunchley to Emily and back to Hunchley. I had barely recognized Emily when she walked up to us, but that wasn’t even the worst part of it all. My eyes scanned the room, and the disgust I had been fighting to keep at bay was tugging furiously at my facial muscles. It all made sense now: The scandal, the card. Hunchley thought I was just like them, someone who preferred younger girls, someone out for the thrill that Tabitha gave me. Anger bubbled in my throat, and my hands twitched at my sides. He couldn’t have been more wrong. I loved Tabitha. My relationship with her wasn’t a fun moment. It wasn’t a pastime to make me feel better. I wanted her, I wanted to keep her. She was mine in every sense of the word, and I was hers. “I am certain that the two of you know each other,” Hunchl

Tabitha:Sparks went off in the air between us as we glared at each other. Six against one. They weren’t fair odds, but I didn’t care. Emily was my best friend. I had trusted her with some of my deepest secrets, but for her to turn around and lie about me in the media? She had crossed so many lines. “What do you want, Emily?” I growled, my fists balling at my sides. I saw her sneak a glance at my hands and then turned to her crew. Then right on cue, they all burst out laughing. My face burned, my fists curled tighter till I could feel them tingling. “Can you calm down?” Emily mocked, flipping her hair and placing a hand on her hips as she sized me up. “You look like a little chihuahua in an ugly dress. Ease up.”The laughter rang out again. My heart was beating wildly; I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my body. The urge to sink my fist so hard into her smug face was overwhelming. “Ease? Up?” My voice sounded strained; my eye was twitching hysterically, and I caught one g