All Chapters of My Bestfriend’s Daddy : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Eliana  "Ugh," I groaned, feeling something hard under me. There was a loud constant pounding in my head, over and over like some terrible metal song.   It took a few seconds to realize it was the cold floor I laid on that was pressed against my cheek. There was a humming somewhere in the room. My heavy eyelids slowly parted. Wide rectangular fluorescent lights hung overhead in the ceiling, burning brightly against my eyes.  I blinked rapidly. My eyes welled up for a few seconds before the room came into focus slowly. Gray concrete walls, no windows, a single metal door and screens. Dozens of them, covering an entire wall. Some showed security footage. Others displayed files, some codes I had no idea what they were for.   A desk sat in front of the screens. Jake sat behind it, his fingers rapidly punching the keys on the keyboard before him. His face

Eliana My head throbbed, each pulse sent pain radiating from where Jake had slammed me against the wall. Blood had dried on my temple and crusted in my hair. My vision swam when I tried to focus. The jack ass had dropped me in the corner and I could barely move my limbs. I narrowed my eyes, trying to focus them on Jake who sat at the desk. The screens glowed blue in the darkness. His fingers flew across the keyboard and lines of code scrolled past them.   "You know," he said without turning around, "I've been thinking about that day you told me you had temporary access to the executive elevator." I didn't respond. My throat was too raw from screaming earlier.  "I guess you thought that lie was smooth," His chair swiveled and he grinned at me. "But I knew it was all bull shit. I can't believe he gets to fuck you and I don't."  Weakly, I held up a middle finger

Theodore I didn't go to work the next morning.It was the first time in eight years I had called in without a scheduled reason. Mathew could handle the board meeting without me.  Eliana needed me more.She had woken up three times during the night, screaming and thrashing around. The doctor had arrived last night to check on her wounds and prescribe some medicines and they seemed to have only kicked in this morning. Her lips were parted, chest rising and falling as she sunk deeper into her slip. Her face was pressed against my chest and her fingers twisted in my shirt like she was afraid I would disappear. I wasn't going anywhere. If only I could lay my hands on Jake, I would beat him to a tissue pulp. These were times I wished I could bring the dead back to life. My phone buzzed on the nightstand and Serena's name flashed across the screen.I grabbed it quickly, prying Elia

Eliana The helicopter touched down on white sand. I had never been in a helicopter before. The noise had been deafening, my stomach lurching with every dip and sway it made, but Theodore's hand had stayed locked around mine the entire flight, his thumb drawing circles on my palm. "Welcome to San Cristobal." The pilot beamed at us as Theodore helped me down onto the beach. The sand was powder-soft beneath my feet, palm trees swaying in the breeze while turquoise blue water stretched endlessly in every direction. I stood there staring at waves, for a minute the white beach faded and I was back in the basement with Jake's knife pressed against my throat. I blinked and the beach came back into focus. "It's beautiful." "Wait until you see the house." His hand found my lower back. My skin warmed under his palm, the heat spreading outward in ripples that made my bre

Eliana "No, Jake let me go! Let go of me-" I woke up gasping, feeling Jake's knife pressed against my throat, his breath hot on my face. The bedroom was dark except for moonlight streaming through the windows. There was no Jake, no basement, just bed sheets tangled around my legs and my heart trying to jump out through my chest. Instinctively, I reached for Theo and my hands found an empty space and cold sheets. My fingers curled into the mattress where he should have been. He always slept beside me now, always pulled me against his chest, his arms wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe.Sometimes I wondered if he was afraid that if he loosened his grip even a fraction, I'd vanish. Where was he? A sound cut through the quiet. It was a low, rough groan that sent heat spiking straight between my thighs, making my pussy clench.  I sat up s