All Chapters of My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

~Mr. Richard~I sat in front of the fireplace in my study, engrossed in Elena’s manuscript. I must say, she had indeed improved. She took all my advice to heart and executed it perfectly. However, there were just a few minor corrections that wouldn’t take over an hour to fix, especially since I had already helped her highlight them.Deep down, I couldn’t wait to be done so I wouldn’t have to keep scanning through the bed scenes in the novel and thinking about crazy things.I wanted a new piece—one that would make me understand the state of her mind since three days ago. Would she write another book where the couple doesn’t work out and she ends up settling with his best friend? Or even his brother? Since our lives seemed to be her inspiration.I sat with the manuscript for about three hours, and when I was done, I sent it back to her email with the note: “This is beautiful—way better than the first draft. It’s always like that. I have highlighted a few parts that need some finishing t

~Mr Richard~My grip tightened against her soft neck as I pulled her closer. Her lip gloss was sweet, and her soft lips alerted every nerve in me. My tongue slid into her mouth, her lips parting voluntarily as she melted into my touch. Everything in my head kept telling me I was doing the wrong thing, but my body said otherwise. I wanted to pin her against my bed, her hands behind her as I fuck the living shit out of her, but… this was Elena. I stopped kissing her, panting hard. I bit my lower lip so hard it almost bled. “We shouldn’t,” I murmured, moving my face away as if the bulge in my pants wasn’t protesting for more.She reached for my chin and moved my face to look at her again. That was when I saw the red streaks my hand had created on her neck. My breath ceased as instant regret set in. “I… I am so sorry…”She shook her head, smiling like she had just experienced the best thing in the world. “Why are you apologizing?” she asked, and I shook my head, trying to find the rig

I opened my eyes as I felt the ray of the early morning sun hit my face. I looked to my side and saw the woman I had been with last night, still very fast asleep.I sniffed and turned to look at the bedside table where I had dropped my phone. I picked it up and saw the time. It was 8 a.m.“Sh*t.” I cursed as I sprang out of bed and ran to the bathroom to wash up. I was late already, but the good thing was I owned the company, so… I had a pass on that.I wasted no time in the bathroom before I headed out. When I was out, I saw the lady was up already. She turned to look at me with a wide smile, her eyes scanning through my body.“You are one sexy motherfucker, you know that, right?” she teased, and I smiled.“Good morning to you too,” I answered, reaching for my clothes on the bed. “I have to leave now. I am running late.”“Will I ever see you again? I wouldn’t mind having a taste of that hardcore sex again.” She winked, and I scoffed, shaking my head.“I am sorry, but that isn’t going

~Julain~I got back to New York City and immediately texted Elena, letting her know that I was now in town. I was driven back home, and I knew my father was waiting for me because it was Saturday and he said he was going to be.I was more excited than usual to get back to town, mainly because I was looking forward to popping the question to Elena and then, along the way, inviting her to my mother’s place so they could get to know each other better.I eventually got home after the long ass ride and let out a sigh of relief. The driver helped me get my bags out of the car, and before I could go in, my father walked out of the house with a smile.“Hey, Dad!” I called out as I walked up to the door. He stretched out his hand and shook mine before giving me a brief hug.“Welcome back,” he said, and I nodded with a grin.“Glad to be back,” I answered, and with his hand on my shoulder, he walked with me into the house.The driver finished dropping off my bags and left while we both settled o

~Mr Richard~I sat in my car and stared at myself in my rear mirror, adjusting my hair with my hand. I had a white shirt, beige pants, and a black trench coat on. To me, this was doing too much, but Julian thought otherwise.I sighed and stared at the restaurant again. Rosaline was running late, and that was okay. I didn’t feel very ready anyway. A text popped into my phone from Julian. It read, “She loves the gifts! I bet she will be blown away when we get there. Thank you so much for helping me with this.”I smiled softly while I read his text. I was glad that he was happy and that I was able to help. Maybe this would help me finally move on.I texted him back, “I am glad it worked. Rosaline is yet to show, so I am just going to go in and wait there.”After texting him, I headed out of the car and threw my phone in my coat pocket. I locked my car and started to strut towards the restaurant.I walked in and immediately, a worker at the restaurant approached me with a very beautiful s