All Chapters of My Father's Best Friend, My Obsession: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~Elena~The car slowly came to a stop, and Julian happily alighted. He hurried to the other side of the car and opened the door. He gave me his hand, and I took it as I also alighted. I looked around again; the place didn’t look familiar.“Where are we?” I asked. He smiled and tilted his head cutely.“It’s a surprise, remember?” he asked. “Now, I need you to close your eyes.”I chuckled and shook my head. “Just to put it out there, this is creepy as fuck. I can’t see nobody…”“Shhh! Close your eyes, beautiful,” he butted in, and I swallowed, nodding in obedience. I heard him move behind me as he placed his hands over my face.Carefully, he led me, and I began to walk. My heart raced. I had thought he was going to pop the question at a restaurant or hotel, not wherever this was.After a short while of walking, I was standing on a wooden floor, and I felt his hands slip off my face. “Open your eyes,” he said in almost a whisper as my eyes slowly opened.“Oh… my God.” My eyes widened as

~Elena~I walked down the stairs, all dressed up to go to the library. While I descended, I read through my message request notifications and comments under my old posts. Julian had tagged me on his story yesterday after the dinner, and my phone had been buzzing with notifications ever since. I had gained over fifty followers, more likes, comments, and reposts.I wasn’t sure I was happy about all this attention I was getting now. I just felt having a quiet relationship with Julian was way better than a widely known one, but the deed had been done. There was no going back from it.Mr. Richard, on the other hand, seemed very quiet about this. I mean, he had always been quiet, but this just seemed louder. Like he didn’t care I was out of his reach… if indeed I was.I got out of the house, and just then, I saw one of my father’s cars driving into the compound. A smile lit up my face as soon as I saw it was my father driving in. He did tell me he was going to arrive today; I just didn’t t

~Elena~I walked up to Julian’s room, and even before I got to the door, I could hear him chatting endlessly with his game buddies.“Fire!! Go go go! I have been shot! Shit!”I opened the door and walked in with a feeble smile lifting up the corner of my lips. “Julian?” I called softly, and he turned to look at me. His room was cute—designed to suit a gamer. I never knew he liked gaming so much; he never mentioned it. But it really didn’t mean anything.He immediately pulled the headset off and placed the gamepad on his table. “Hey.” He smiled widely, walking to me. He held me by the waist and kissed my forehead.“Dinner is ready. You’re done with the game?” I asked, and he rolled his eyes.“I was dying already. Let’s go eat.” He chuckled, holding my hand as we both walked out of his room. “What of Dad?” he asked when we got to the dining room and Mr. Richard was nowhere to be found.I gulped hard. “He went to his room. He should join us soon,” I answered. He pulled one of the chairs

~Elena~I just ended a picnic date with Julian. On my way back to the house, I asked him to drop me at the library. He insisted on following me in, but I told him not to bother and that I just wanted to pick something up.I went straight to the shelf that had Mr. Richard’s current novel, and with my hands shivering in suspense, I opened it up. I prayed deep down he got my message and responded as I rushed to page 130, where I had placed my letter.To my surprise, I found another paper tucked in between. My brows lifted out of excitement and curiosity, and I hastily picked it up. I contemplated opening it right there and reading it. What if whatever is in there ruins my mood and I have to pretend that everything is fine to Julian?That could be avoided if I just waited until after he dropped me at the house. I slid the paper into the pockets of my cargo skirt and walked out of the library.Julian was leaning against the car, waiting for me, and as soon as he saw me, a wide smile lit up

~Elena~We soon finished eating, and after clearing the table, we both walked to the living room and sat on the same couch with the last bottle of wine.“You know what is so crazy? I have done that, thinking about you too,” I answered shyly, lowering my head.“It’s nothing to be ashamed of,” he answered in almost a whisper, and I raised my head to look at him. “I hate that I have these feelings and can barely control them. That night in my study has been glued to my head ever since. There hasn’t been a day I didn’t think about that night.”I smiled softly and moved even closer to him, our gazes locking. “What about Rosaline?” I asked, and he scoffed, shaking his head.“She is a nice woman, but I don’t like her like I like you, and it’s pretty obvious.” While he talked, I kept moving closer until my lips were just a few inches from his. Once he stopped talking, I planted a soft kiss on his lips. I tried to pull him into the intimate mood I was already in.I saw him clench his jaw and s