Semua Bab My Bestfriend’s Daddy : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Eliana "No, look at this information here." Theo's finger tapped the screen of the laptop balanced on my thighs. "See how the conversion rate drops? That's where you need to adjust." His breath was warm against my ear, his chest solid behind me as I sat curled on his lap. The couch in his penthouse living room had become our unofficial workspace over the past week, me in nothing but his dress shirt and panties, him in those snug suit pants with papers and laptops scattered across the coffee table. Working late had taken on a whole new meaning. "I see it," I murmured, trying to focus on the spreadsheet as his hand slid higher on my bare thigh. "But if I adjust, won't that affect the-" His lips pressed against the curve of my neck, just below my ear and my train of thought evaporated. "Won't that affect what, hmm?" He chuckled. Oh he knew exactly what he was do

Eliana The gala after the summit was suffocating. Crystal chandeliers lit up the ballroom and waiters gilded between clusters of executives in designer suits and evening gowns, offering champagne and canapés on silver trays. Conversation buzzed in different languages, Italian, English, French, everyone discussing market trends and profit margins like they were discussing the weather. And I couldn't breathe- Because Theodore Blackwell stood some feet away, talking to some Italian CEO, and I couldn't touch him. I couldn't cross that space and slide my hand into his, or lean into his side, or do any of the things that had become second nature over the past month. Here, I was just an employee, the head of the marketing department in his company and nothing more. The distance felt like miles. "Ms. Ashcroft, your pre

Theodore The boat rocked under us gently as the morning sunlight stretched across the lake. My fishing line cut through the surface, disappearing into the depths.   Serena sat across from me, her bare feet tucked under her, her own rod balanced across her knees. She wasn't really fishing, and just held the rod the way she used to when she was six and fell asleep in my lap while I worked the lines. We had been doing this since she could walk. Every few months, I would clear my schedule, ignore the board meetings and conference calls, and we'd take the boat out. Just us, no phones, I usually made her leave hers in the car so there would be no distractions. Just peace and quiet with the fishes and my daughter. The daughter who was studying me right now with those eyes that were so much like her mother's. "What?" I asked, not looking at her, keeping my eyes on the water.

Eliana The words blurred together, black ink swimming across the white paper. "We have your mother," My knees buckled but the older nurse caught my elbow. I barely felt her touch, barely felt anything except the ice spreading through my veins. "If you want her returned safely, you will follow our instructions exactly. Tell no one. Contact no authorities. We are watching." A phone number was at the bottom. "Miss Ashcroft?"  "Get out."  "What?" The nurse gasped.   "Get out!" I screamed it, the sound tearing through the empty room. "All of you, get out!" They fled. I heard their footsteps retreating until I was alone. Oh my god it happened. I feared this would happen. Who was behind this? Had someone found out where the Ashcroft bride was

Eliana "Is that what you think this is?" His voice was deadly quiet. "I don't know what this is!" Tears burned my eyes but I blinked them back. "I don't know anything anymore except that I'm suffocating and I need you to back off!" Theo's hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. His face had gone blank and when he spoke, his voice was as cold as the arctic. "Miss Ashcroft." He said flatly. "You may leave." The dismissal gutted me. I had wanted him to leave me alone and stop asking questions but hearing him call me Miss Ashcroft, seeing that cold mask on his face replace every trace of warmth, it made me feel like I had destroyed something precious that I might never get back. "Theo," "I said you may leave." He turned away, moving back to sit behind his desk. "Close the door on your way out." I had hurt Theodore Bla