บททั้งหมดของ One night with my father's best friend: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Chapter 21Lola A victorious grin crept to Zach's lips while waiting for me to get ready. I inclined my head, fiddling with my fingers. A few minutes ago, I'd have been elated to kiss him just for the fun of it. He was smoking hot, lean muscled with a height that complemented mine, but the desire to have him around me had faded. I should be angry about the change but couldn't find it in me to. It wasn't his fault that a man beyond my reach had my feelings under lock and key. When he stood up and faced me, my heart raced. Not in desire, but because I was already tense and just wanted to be out of here. “It's going to be brief,” he assured me. I pressed my lips, my hands clammy with sweat. Did he think I'd let him go through with whatever he had in mind? I already made a fatal mistake by leading him on. “Refusing to kiss him means you're going to take two shots of tequila laced with a drop of absinthe. Choose your battle wisely,” the anchor reminded me. Tremors crackled down my

Chapter 23RowanI was standing between the wild fire and an ocean capable of drowning me so deeply my body may never be recovered. A new morning had emerged but it didn't mean that the events of last night stopped lingering in my mind. My first kiss with Lola, the way her breasts reminded me of how perfect life could be, my orgasm from her blowjob all littered in my mind, forming a stronghold I'd never be able to break. However, my visit to my son's house washed off the excitement to the very least. And even though I was at the office now, staring at my computer with loads of paperwork scattered all over my desk, I still couldn't concentrate. I was scared. I was terrified that once again, I'd lose the one good thing in my life because my son wanted it. Reid hated me because he thought I had a hand in his mother's death. It would be wicked of me to try to take away the only person that made him happy. Lola had sparked a flame in my life and with what we had last night, it would

Chapter 25Lola“How is he?” That was the first question that was thrown at me the moment I stepped into Rowan's house. It was 9 A.M, the day bright and bubbly. His dark blue suit informed me that he was already on his way to work, but was waiting for me to return. How was he sure that I'd return before he left? Would he have waited that long? “Getting better. You might not believe it, but he murmured your name in his sleep twice. I'm sure he still has a place for you, but his resentment for you is what makes him stay away,” I explained. I saw a smile creep in before it vanished, and then the stoic, emotionally detached Rowan returned. Emboldened by the memories from the other night, I traipsed toward him, tired from the voluntary caregiving job I just concluded with Reid, yet hungry of him. “I missed you, Rowan. I wish we could be there together,”My arms were wrapped around him, my head placed against his chest. His body went rigid as he held his breath. He didn't return the em

Chapter 27LolaMeeting his gaze squarely, I said. “Well, you can't get me just because you want me, I'm not my mom. People like you are beneath me,”I regretted the moment those words left my lips because danger bled into the edges of his eyes. His nose flared, body growing rigid at my words. “Let's see who will be beneath when I'm done with you,” he growled, yanking me away from the vanity table. My towel unraveled from my body, dropping to the tiled floor. My hand went to my breasts to cover them as I folded into a ball, but he used that to his advantage, hoisting me off the ground and throwing me onto the bed like I weighed nothing more than a piece of paper. A scream burned in my throat but it couldn't come out, a surge of panic overwhelming me. The last time I was in this situation, it was in a club and people were around me. Rowan had rushed in to save me, but here I was, alone.He was much bigger than me so fighting him wasn't an option. An idea flitted into my mind, but I

Chapter 29LolaMy sleep has been filled with scary dreams and nightmares of the assault for the past few days. Even now, I was struggling to get off the bed, flailing my legs against the thick duvet until I felt a hand around me. “Let me go,” I screamed, clawing the arm that tried to prevent me from running away until my eyes flew open, my breath pouring out heavily and raggedly from my lungs. “It's me, Reid,” I heard his reassuring whisper against my ears, his hand running slowly over my skin. My eyes flapped shut again, but this time, it was to steady my breathing and acclimatize with my surroundings. When I felt better, I stared at him, tears forming a puddle in my eyes. This particular nightmare had plagued me ever since I left my mom and came to stay with him. For the past three days, I could barely sleep without remembering how Manny had me caged. How his dirty mouth closed over my nipples. “Are you better now?” His soft voice calmed my nerves to some extent and then I ope