IN BED WITH THE FATHER のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Shit!” “This can’t be happening.” Renata paced around the corridor of the reception hall with a bouquet of daisies firm on her grip, panic and anger surged through her chest.“What do I do?” She bit her lips, her veil kept flowing to her face and she had no better option than to yank it off her hair, she threw it to the floor and stomped on it severally.“I hate this! I hate myself right now!” She cried, her eyes on the veil as she continued to stomp on it with all her viciousness.“Ree!” Santiago ran to where she stood, still stomping on the poor veil on the floor.“Ree, stop!” He grabbed her and pulled her to his chest.“Let me go!” She hit his chest with the bouquet. Santiago tried to hold her firm but she broke out of his embrace.“Why?” Concern etched in his voice.She raised her teary eyes to look at him, her hands flying to the air at the same time in frustration.“Why?”“What do you mean why?” He looked over his shoulders in confusion and returned his gaze at her sharply.“Y

Nina sat across Renata. Eyes wide and jaw dropped in disbelief. The living room was silent except the sound that came from the bubbling-water of the aquarium beside the television stand.“He is your father-in-law?” Nina stared at Renata, hoping what she had just said was a lie.“That’s a lie, Renata. The old man is bluffing. He can’t be… Santiago’s father,” she shook her head.“I wish… I wish that were it, Nina. But it’s not, he is my father-in-law. I can’t even think straight, sometimes I just wish it was all a dream or I was just hallucinating,” Renata sighed deeply.“Oh my!” Nina placed her hand on her chest as she looked at her friend pitifully.“What do you want to do about it, especially now that he is here and would be staying because of the company?” “About that…” Renata picked up her phone and stared at it for a while.“I’ve decided to confess… I want to tell Santiago everything, he doesn’t deserve this torture. Not from the same man who abandoned him at a very tender age.”

Renata lay on the bed, her eyes wide open as she stared at the ceiling. It was dark and cold but it felt like she was out in the cold street draped in only her silk nightgown, which was as light as a feather.She heaved a deep sigh as she tugged at the fluffy duvet. She pulled it close to her chest, but it didn’t do anything for her. She wanted warmth, not the kind a duvet would provide.She craved warmth… the warmth of a man’s touch. She was horny.“Santiago,” she whispered as she turned to lie on her side.“Baby,” she tapped him softly.He only grunted and turned away.“Baby, I want you,” she rolled closer to where he lay, circling her arms around him and kissing his neck softly.“Not tonight, Renata.” He turned away again and made sure there was a space between them.“Baby, we haven’t had sex for the past five days. You don’t touch me, just kisses and pecks. What’s that supposed to do for me? I need you now that I’m ovulating, baby,” she touched his arm but he shrugged her hand off

Santiago sat at his desk, his eyes scanning the contract in front of him. The room was quiet except for the ticking of the clock on the wall.The door suddenly opened but he didn’t look up.“Jessica, please I need some painkillers,” he said, reaching out for his laptop.“Jessica?” He quickly looked up as soon as he recognized the voice.“Nina?” He said, his voice firm. What are you doing here?”She stepped in, her black heels clicking on the polished tiles. The door shut gently behind her. Her red lips curled into a small smile.“I missed you,” she said softly, walking slowly toward him. “I just wanted… a touch of you.”Santiago stood from his chair. “Nina, we talked about this.”But she didn’t stop. She reached for his chest, sliding her hands up his shirt. “Just for a minute,” she whispered, pressing her body close. “Please, I’ve been thinking about you all day.”His jaw tightened. For a moment, he didn’t move. He just stood there, helplessly staring at the she-devil about to hypno

That morning was chaotic for Renata. It was her first day at work, and she had been conflicted about choosing the right outfit to wear to the office.On her bed lay plain corporate pants of different colors and colorful shirts with classy designs that would match each pants. Several handbags were scattered on the bed too to accompany any of those fits, but Renata stood at the foot of the bed, her hands resting on her waist as she stared down at them.“Babe?” She called out to Santiago who stood in front of the mirror brushing his hair.“The nude pants, Rena.” He groaned softly, trying not to show how irritated he was already by her unending questions of what to wear.“Okay!” She snapped and began folding the outfits she wouldn’t be needing.A few moments later, she sat before her dressing mirror, already dressed and applying makeup on her face.“Meet me downstairs in the next ten minutes,” Santiago said, standing in front of the mirror she stared at as he adjusted his tie.Renata kne