All Chapters of SINFUL KNOT LUSTING FOR MY BEST FRIEND'S DAD: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

My father ascended the staircase slowly, step by step, as if he was approaching something fragile. His eyes never left mine. For a second, his expression softened into something that looked almost like the man I used to know. The man who tucked blankets around my shoulders. The man who carried me on his back when I was too tired to walk. The man who told me I would become someone great one day.Then Valery moved slightly, and his eyes flickered with confusion.“Pearl,” he repeated, voice strained. “You are here.”I exhaled softly. “Yes.”The girl beside Valery stiffened. “Father. I am here.”My father blinked. “Pearl?.”I felt something twist painfully in my chest. The girl looked at him with desperate hope. My father looked between us, lost. Valery stepped forward quickly.“She is confused,” Valery said. “Do not overwhelm her.”“She is overwhelmed because you lied to her,” Moana said sharply.Valery glared at her daughter. “Moana. Know your place.”Moana lifted her chin. “I know it b

The morning light spilled into Harold’s room, soft and golden, as if even the sun was trying to pretend nothing had changed. But everything had. I woke to the weight of his arm wrapped securely around my waist, his breath warm against my neck. It comforted me, it made me melt the way I used to, yet something coiled in my stomach like a question I had no language for, it was the unending worry about the future.Maybe it was the mark pulsing faintly on my skin. Maybe it was the house downstairs that felt like it was holding secrets in its walls. Maybe it was the knowledge that Kade was somewhere beyond these doors, distrustful, dangerous, and definitely not someone Harold would tolerate if he understood the full picture.I blinked and stretched slowly. The soreness between my thighs made my face heat, memories of last night hitting me all at once. The passion. The way he lost himself in me. The way I let myself forget everything but him. For a moment I almost smiled.But then I remembe

I did not sleep properly after that night. My body was calm, relaxed even, but my mind refused to shut up. It kept replaying Harold’s hands on me, the way he looked at me as if I was the only star in his sky. The way he marked me, not once, but twice, as if making sure I never forgot that I belonged to him.But beneath all the warmth in my chest, fear curled like a soft shadow. Not fear of him, never that. Fear of everything else. Fear of the way this house. The faces that smiled at me with wrong intentions. The twin who looked like me.Morning light spilled around the room, warm and golden. Harold was still asleep, breathing softly beside me, one arm so heavy across my waist that I could barely move. I stared at him for a long time, unsure how a single man could look both so powerful and so peaceful at once. The Alpha. My Alpha now. I was thankful he was alive, I didn't know how he came out alive, with Kade, but I didn't want to ask. I tried to avoid details of the other day like a b

The dining room had never felt this small. Not ever. Not even when I used to stand in Luna Valery’s packhouse kitchen, surrounded by pots and pans and barking orders. Back then the noise was outside me. Now the noise was inside my skull, pounding, pushing, filling every corner of my mind until my breath came out tagged.Valery was talking.Moana was talking.The guests at Harold’s table were talking.Kade was breathing behind me, listening to everything with those sharp eyes of his.Harold kept glancing at me like he could sense the storm but couldn’t reach it in time.Too much. It was too much at once, everything felt to stuffy, I felt so annoyed from the depths of my being at life and everything.I held a silver tray in my hands, steady at first. I tried to be calm. I tried to be composed. I tried to ignore the whispers from the table… about me, about the twin, about Harold’s choices, about how I looked, maybe the whispers where in my head, maybe I was just tired and hallucinating.

The walk to my father's room felt longer than it should have been. Each step echoed in the hallway, too slow, too heavy, like the floor wanted to pull me back from whatever truth waited behind that door. The halls felt quieter than usual, but maybe it was just me. The pressure on my chest tightened with every breath and the unexpected kept making my heartbeat louder, sharper, like it wanted to escape my body before the truth could hit me.Harold stayed at my right, steady and calm, his presence grounding. Kade stayed at my left, quiet but alert, like he could sense the tension rising with every step we took. Moana and Valery walked ahead of us, their backs straight, almost too confident, like they were leading some royal procession to a throne no one asked for.The fluorescent lights above made everything look washed out. Too white. Too bright. Too clean for the things that were actually happening here. It made my already blistering migraine worse. I reached out subconsciously and rub