All Chapters of In My Godfather’s Bed : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Tabitha: I tried reassuring myself that what happened was a slip, just a moment, and nothing more. But the truth was harsh and bold. Things would never be normal between us again. There would always be this underlying tension whenever he was around. That day changed everything: how I saw him and how we acted around each other. I remembered it all vividly though I tried so hard to forget it. The way he leaned in, his hands around my waist, his breath and his scent I was unable to get out of my head. I couldn’t continue to put myself through this type of emotional turmoil. I can’t let things continue this way. So I assured myself that tomorrow would be a change and I was going to make sure everything was back to normal. He was my boss, my godfather and that was the relationship between us. It shouldn’t and wouldn't be anything more. I tried doing something to clear my mind of what just happened. I tried reading a book but I was soon distracted and packed my bags ahead of tomorrow

Enzo: Before leaving the restaurant that day, I calmly asked Tabitha if I could give her a ride after work hoping she would say yes this time around but she :turned me down, saying she had a few things to finish up at work. I knew that was a lie and she was just trying to avoid me as much as possible but I didn’t argue it or push further, I never did whenever she gave excuses. I understood how things were between us since that incident and I didn’t want to seem desperate. I intended to give her space whenever she wanted. I drove home alone after spending about an hour at the office. Before I left, I saw Tabitha in her office. She buried her face in some documents after she noticed my gaze on her. I knew she wasn’t doing anything but I left without saying a word. The drive home was silent as usual, the silence and tension pressing in. By the time I got home, the chef had already prepared dinner as usual. I instructed the staff not to microwave and serve it just yet, I wanted to

Enzo: I almost lost it when Nora called me to confirm that Tabitha had had a few drinks. Of course, I knew about the gathering, gossip spreads a lot around here and I unconsciously heard some of them talk about it. They consumed it as a harmless celebration to celebrate the end of the week but I knew better than to trust Tabitha around men and alcohol, especially Clyde. It wasn’t like I didn't trust her or her morals, but I didn’t trust Clyde with her vulnerability and I wasn’t about to take chances. I saw how she had a smile on her face the entire morning, glancing at the clock, I knew she was excited, probably excited to spend time away from me, which was why I acted like I had no idea. She was adamant about me keeping my distance. She said the last thing she wanted was for anyone to know who I truly was to her. That was weird but I had no other choice and I had to respect her boundaries regardless. But tonight was different, I couldn’t show up to the bar without raising suspic

Tabitha: “Ryan…you’re here..” Words escaped my mouth as I stared at him standing before me, with his hands tucked into his pockets. He looked the same, the same Ryan that tormented my life, the flashbacks made me stagger, but I managed to take it off my mind. But how was he here? How did he find me? He took a step closer to me before I could understand what was happening. “Tabby, it’s been a while, how’ve you been?” He asked in a calm tone. I stared at him, standing on my guard, holding the Audi keys tightly. “What are you doing here? How did you find me?” I snapped at him. Here he was standing in front of me, asking me how I’ve been if he didn’t traumatize me during the course of our relationship. “I came to see you, I missed you.” He said it rather casually which only irritated my nerves. “How the hell did you find me?” I asked again, staring at him, trying to figure out what the hell was happening. “Did you really think you’d be able to hide from me? I’ll always find

Enzo: She sighed, gently pulling away from my embrace and stood up, without raising her gaze at me. She played with her fingers and finally spoke after some minutes of silence. “I’m going to have some rest; I’m tired, " she muttered slowly. But I knew Tabby so well and I knew that her being tired meant that she didn’t want to talk about the whole situation. Why would she have stayed with a man that hurt her? Why didn’t she tell me? I wanted to help her, to ease her of the burden she had been single handedly carrying all these while, to let her know that it was okay now and the best way to heal was to share her pain with someone else and I was here, willing to listen to her, all she needed to do was to trust me enough to tell me. I wasn’t going to let her go that easily, she was done running from her fears. “Tabitha, talk to me..” I made a slight pause, now making eye contact with her. Eyes filled with tears as she tried so hard to blink them back. “You’re trying to hide fro