All Chapters of Craving My Best Friend's Daddy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next morning, I woke up to birds chirping outside and the sound of dishes clinking downstairs. My head was still spinning from the night before. My lips were sore from his kiss. But my heart? That was something else entirely.Nicholas didn’t come down for breakfast that morning and Bella said he had an early call and left for work. I expected he would text me or reach out, but he didn't. He didn’t even look at me when we passed in the hallway later after returning back from wherever he went. I wasn't really bothered because I thought he was avoiding so Bella wouldn't notice too much about us, but I was wrong. He didn't tease me like usual, just gave me a silent, cold attitude that didn't settle well with me. I decided I couldn’t take this anymore, so I tried something I wouldn't normally do. I wore shorts that barely covered me and a low tank top, and walked past his office three times that day, hoping he would say something or notice me, but he didn’t.After three days of pre

ARIA'S POVIt had been four months since Nicholas asked me to be his girlfriend, secretly.And ever since that evening in the pool house changing room, he hadn't kept his hands off me. We weren't just pretending anymore. We were really doing this and living out a forbidden, fiery, untamed affair behind closed doors. His daughter Bella, my best friend, had no clue what went on under her father's roof. She still saw me as her innocent friend crashing in the guest room. But behind her back, Nicholas and I were sneaking around like criminals drunk on lust.Every time we were alone, something inside him snapped. The way he kissed me, touched me, fucked me, and gosh…it was like he needed me just to breathe. And God, I needed him too. For the first time in my life, I felt seen, wanted, worshipped.We would sneak into the shower together after Bella went to bed. His hands would be all over me, pressing my body against the cold tiles as the water poured down our skin. He would lift me up with

My heart pounded like a drum.Bella’s words echoed in the quiet room, her arms crossed, her eyes fierce with accusation. I blinked, stunned by the directness of her question. "What? Bella! no! Of course not. Where is this even coming from?"She raised a skeptical brow. "Don’t lie to me, Aria. You’ve both been acting weird lately and hardly have any time for us. And I’m not stupid not to know what the fuck is going on."I forced a nervous laugh, trying to steady my voice. "Bella, I swear, there’s nothing like that going on. Your dad is just being... your dad. That’s all."She studied me for a moment, her gaze softening just a little. Then she sighed and dropped her arms. "Okay. Sorry. I just had this weird gut feeling recently. Maybe I’ve been overthinking."I nodded quickly. "You definitely are. I mean, come on, you’re my best friend. I’d never do anything to hurt you."She let out a soft breath and smiled. "Alright. Cool. Sorry for being all crazy. Anyway, I’m heading out for a bit.

Bella was already dressed when I came out of the bathroom. She wore a short red dress that fit her perfectly, with soft curls framing her face and gold hoops catching the light when she moved.“You look amazing,” I said, picking up my bag.She gave me a quick spin. “You’re ready too.”I had chosen a fitted black top and a short denim skirt, paired with ankle boots. My makeup was simple, just enough to make my eyes stand out. I didn’t want anything too heavy.We walked to her car, the sunlight warm on my skin. There was an energy in the air that made me feel like the day was going to take a turn I didn’t expect.As we buckled in, I asked, “So your friend really owns a sex shop?”“It’s more than just a shop. You’ll see,” she said.The drive took about twenty minutes. When we pulled up, I understood what she meant. The building was large and modern, with dark tinted glass and a bold pink neon sign that read Claire’s Playhouse. The parking lot was lined with palm trees, and behind the bui

“Don’t,” Nicholas snapped, his voice like steel.Helen froze, visibly trembling. “I—I—”“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” Nicholas cut in, his voice so sharp it could split glass.The tray wobbled, orange juice spilling over the rim of the glasses. She nodded frantically, eyes flicking from his face to mine. Nicholas stepped closer to her, still holding me. “If a single word leaves your mouth about this, not only will you lose your job, but I will make sure no one in this city hires you again. Do you understand?”I swallowed hard, fear and excitement tangling in my chest.Helen’s lips quivered. “Yes, sir. I won’t say anything. Please… forgive me.”“Now get out,” Nicholas ordered.She turned so fast she almost tripped over her own feet, the tray clattering against the doorframe as she disappeared down the hallway.The silence afterward felt like thunder. My cheeks burned. “Nicholas… she saw us.”“I don’t care.” His gaze burned into mine. “Let her choke on it. The only thing she n