Seducing my Father's Bestfriend のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 4

Tiana's PovThe first sliver of dawn was just painting the sky a bruised purple, but the room was still steeped in the heavy, intoxicating scent of him. Of us. My fingers, still trembling slightly, traced the hard line of his jaw, feeling the stubble that had grown rough against my skin during the night. He was asleep, finally, his breathing deep and even, his arm a warm, possessive weight across my waist.I shouldn't be here. We shouldn't be here. Every fiber of my being screamed it, a frantic, guilty whisper in the quiet of the morning. He was Gabriel. My dad's best friend. The man who had watched me grow up, who had always treated me like a kid, a responsibility. And now... now he was just Gabriel. My Gabriel.The memory of the night before, of his lips on mine, his hands on my skin, his desperate groans echoing in the darkness, sent a fresh wave of heat through me. It had been a whirlwind, a storm of pent-up desire and forbidden longing, unleashed with a ferocity that had stolen m

Tiana's PovHis gaze. It wasn't just friendly. It was... hungry. Intense. It sent a shiver down my spine that had nothing to do with cold and everything to do with a dangerous, thrilling heat. My heart was still doing a marathon in my chest, even after he'd disappeared from the study window.Did I imagine it? Was it just the light? Or was it... was it real? The Gabriel from my dreams, the one who looked at me like that, was he actually there, in his eyes, just now?I shook my head, trying to clear it. No. Get a grip, Tiana. He's your dad's best friend. He's probably just surprised to see you all grown up. He probably thinks you're, like, a niece. A very tall, slightly awkward niece.I took a deep breath and looked around my new room. It was nice. Too nice, maybe. Big bed, soft carpet, a huge window looking out onto the garden. But it still felt like a guest room. Not my room. Not home. Not yet.Unpacking was a blur. I tried to focus, to put my clothes away, but my mind kept drifting.