Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Bestfriend’s Daddy : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

Eliana I had provoked the tiger and he was going to devour me. Theodore's hands were on me before I could blink. Fingers fisted in the silk of my dress, the beautiful burgundy dress he'd bought me just hours ago, and yanked. The fabric tore with a sharp ripping sound and the slit that had ended at my mid-thigh now gaped open, exposing my leg all the way up to my hip. "Theo! You just got me this dress-" His palm connected with my breast. It stung through the thin silk, sending shockwaves straight to my nipples, making them peak impossibly harder.  "Isn't this what you wanted?" He growled, spanking my tits harder. "Teasing me? Sighing and moaning like a little slut? Making those pretty sounds while you rubbed your thighs together?" Yes. God, yes. That was exactly what I'd wanted. "You're going to take what I give you like a good girl.

Eliana "Is that the Ashcroft heiress?"  I blink rapidly to adjust to the flashing lights of the cameras.  "Where's her mother? Do you know what people would pay to find her mother?"  No. Stay away from my mother! I hiss in the direction of the camera, feeling quite disoriented. Behind me was a building. The shadows revealed that much but nothing else. A bell rang somewhere in the fog surrounding me. Was I back at high school? It sounded a lot like high school.   "I found her mother!" Someone squeal and panic climb up my spine. I try to find who did what in the sea of flashing cameras, struggling to look past them all.  My mom should never be found. My "No... No-" "Shhh baby, let me take care of you,"  Wh... What?  Warmth pulled me from my dream, a soft slow

Eliana  Well, say your prayers, Eliana. You're doomed.   Leslie's hand shot out, digging her fingers into my shoulder hard enough to bruise. "YOU!" She shook my body, her nails biting through the clothes. "You didn't do your job! You were supposed to tell me who Theodore was seeing!" My heart slammed against my ribs. "I... uh..what?" "Don't play stupid with me!" Her face was inches from mine, twisted with rage. Red blotches marred her pale skin and her eyes wild. "There was a woman in his bed this morning! A WOMAN! And you didn't tell me!" Relief crashed through me so intensely my knees almost buckled. She didn't know. She didn't know it was me. "How would I know he was seeing anyone? Leslie I can't hover around him all day-"  "That's your JOB!" She shook me again, harder. "You work with him! You'r

Eliana Error: File Not Found. The words blurred on my laptop screen. I blinked and clicked again. The same message popped up.  Barely five hours until the seminar and my presentation was gone. Breathe. Just breathe. I grabbed my notebook from my bag, flipped it open. Pages of handwritten notes stared back at me about the market projections, logistics timelines, regulatory frameworks for each European country. The foundation was here. I could rebuild the presentation. Okay there was still hope.   My email. I had emailed myself drafts while working. I pulled up my inbox, typed "Netherlands presentation" in the search bar. Three results appeared, the most recent from six days ago. I opened it and downloaded the attachment. It had outdated numbers and all but it was something.  I opened a new document. I would have to redo

Theodore "Your Miss Ashcroft made a compelling case." Henrik Van Der Berg gestured with his wine glass, the crystal catching light from the chandeliers above us. His eyes gleamed with excitement. "She did." I replied, scanning the crowd over Henrik's shoulder. Where the hell was she? The seminar room had thinned down, investors clustered in small groups near the windows, some moved towards the bar where servers poured champagne. Conversation hummed around me, along with laughter and the clink of glasses. But no Eliana. "The regulatory framework analysis alone was worth the trip." Peterson, a representative from the London firm leaned in. "How long has she been with Blackwell?" "Six months." "Six months." His eyebrows raised towards his receding hairline. "And you're already trusting her with seventy-million-dollar acc