บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Father’s Son: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Annabel’s POV My body crumpled, not just from longing alone, but from guilt too. The way his dark eyes pierced through me... it ignited this fire that I have been fighting to suppress. His lustful looks, his body language, everything about him wanted me, as I wanted him too. But I can't fall for him. He is my father’s son. Giving in will leave a guilt that I will never forget. He closed his eyes, waiting to feel my lips on his, but I pushed him away softly. “Daniel, I want to ask you something.” A rough groan rumbled from his chest. “Why did you stop?” I did not answer. I just remained quiet. “Fine. What’s your question?” he asked, lifting his hands up in surrender. I stretched my neck. My hands were trembling as I looked down to steady them. “That night... the day I had dinner at your house... did we… make out?” He released a faint laugh. “So that’s what this is all about?” I turned over to him. “Just answer me, please.” I shoved him sharply. “Fine, you d

Annabel’s POV The music buzzed through the air, strippers swaying their bodies in rhythm, men flinging cash like it was nothing but scraps of paper. My eyes swept the room, taking in the environment. And that was when it occurred to me that I had just entered the building that shattered my heart a few weeks ago. This club. The same Billionaire Club that James sent me the location to, telling me to come meet him, only for me to see him screwing my best friend. I could have gone to another club, but this is the only club I have ever been to, and it is the only one I know of. I was never the type that loved partying. But tonight was different. I’m here to forget about all my misfortune. Forget James and Stephanie. Forget the stress that comes from my work. Forget Daniel and his arrogance. And probably forget the fact that I’m catching feelings for my stepbrother. I stepped away from where I stood and headed straight to the bar. “A shot, please,” I said to the barte

Annabel’s POV When I got to the boardroom, Stephanie was already seated at the head of the team table. Beside her was Lucian. Our eyes met, and he gave me a calm, welcoming smile, which I returned. Seeing him gave me a sense of relief. At least I would not be working with this psycho alone. Every other junior staff member was already there. I walked in, revealing myself to her. Her face paled slightly when she saw me, fake confidence oozing from every pore. Not bothering to exchange greetings, because I already knew where this would end. I took a seat beside Lucian, hoping that Stephanie would just go straight to the point of the meeting. But she did not. Her jaw twitched. Her eyes flickered. Then she smiled tightly, tilting her head. “How many clients did you entertain last night?” I lowered my gaze at her. “What are you talking about?” She gave a bitter laugh. “Quit with the pretense, Annabel. We both know you would do anything for money. If not, where did you g

Daniel’s POV I haven’t stepped out of my office all day after the drama with Annabel. Every reason to be furious with her burned in my chest, maybe for stepping on my ego, for hitting me in front of everyone. But no. I couldn’t bring myself to do that. I had pushed her too hard. It was written in her eyes. The words I hurled at her still taste bitter on my tongue. An ache gnawed at me, urging me to call and beg her forgiveness.. Besides, she doesn’t owe me any explanation. I shouldn’t be this angry. But why should it be Lucian? I guess I underestimated him. And she had to send me her location — for what exactly? Now I feel deceived. Dumb, maybe. I just hate that I’m getting myself worked up over this. I was never the type to get jealous easily. How do I explain this? I want her, but I’m too scared to keep a serious relationship with her. Not after how my father left us. The thought of opening my heart, only to be abandoned, terrifies me. What scares me most is t

Annabel’s POV I woke up the next day feeling awkward. Daniel had slept in another room. After I told him I was a virgin, his expression changed immediately, and I couldn’t stop wondering why. Then guilt washed over me, knowing that I had almost slept with my father’s son. I just don't understand why I chose to sign this contract. But after Daniel had given me the option of being his submissive, I couldn't resist it. Even though I tried to fight the urge to have something intimate with him, I couldn't. I just needed his touch, I wanted to feel him inside of me. Maybe get him to love and trust me before revealing the truth to him. I just can't afford to lose him just because my father woke up one day and decided to marry his mother. There should be another way. Just after I had gone to the next room where Daniel told me he would be sleeping and didn’t find him, I presumed he had left for work already and decided to get prepared too. That was when Brenda’s email came