Todos os capítulos de A Dirty Secret With My Best Friend’s Dad : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

~Sienna~My heels clicks softly against the marble as I walk toward the boardroom, my tablet clutched against my chest. The email from the mangement had come in less than an hour ago. A mandatory meeting for all department heads and secretaries present, and the presence of the CEO. Norman is back. The whole office feels tense, quieter than usual, people moves briskly through the hallways, whispering in low tones. I inhale softly before pushing open the double glass door. The boardroom hums with quiet anticipation. Senior executives fill the long table, laptops open, pens tapping, murmured greetings blending with low buzz of conversation. I spot him immediately, sitting at the head of the long glass table. Dark suit, calm expression, eyes unreadable. My pulse ticks, our eyes catches for a brief moment before he looks down at the open folder in front of him. He looks composed, controlled and my heart warms at the sight. I move toward the empty seat beside him, his scent wrap

~Sienna~My head snaps up at the sound of the door opening. Norman’s face appears behind it. My fingers freeze on the keyboard, my body reacts before I can breathe.I stand up, watching him shut the door and walk over, rounding my desk to stand in front of me.My stomach comes alive with butterflies churning inside me. My breath trembles, my throat goes dry.He leans on my desk, his arm snaking around my waist as he turns me around and settles me between his legs.Warmth spreads through my limbs. His strong arms wrap around me closely.His face rests on my neck, pressing into me. His breath blows hotly on my skin.I shiver, leaning into him. I miss this. I miss us.He kisses me softly, trailing up to my collarbone, then to my cheeks. His lips ghost a few inches away from mine. My body trembles slightly, my breath turning shallow.“I’m sorry for neglecting you these past weeks,” he murmurs softly.His breath tickles me, my body jerks in his embrace.He presses his nose to my skin, inha

~Sienna~ I can only roll my eyes as I enter Nova’s car, trying to eat off the melting ice cream in my hand.The car roars to live, and I rest against the car watching as she drives to wherever she has planned. This isn’t how I pictured to spend my weekend after all the chaos that encompasses the whole week. A quality girl time with Nova while I eat away my sorrow, which explains the reason for the ice cream despite the late winter cold, and then a really delegate time to Norman’s mentalical image as I come undone, screaming his name before sleep claims me. But I can only watch as our ice cream date turns to another surprise outing with Nova. Her eyes stay sharpen on the road, her cheeks twitching from grinding her teeth together, an act she does only when she’s nervous, extremely nervous. I press my lips to a thin line, sighing as I wonder what could have her reeled up. “Do I get to know now, at least where you’re dragging me too, or could you have decide to sell me butt naked

~Sienna~Norman parks the car and I get out, hurrying into the house to pack my stuff. I still can’t believe it.I’m going to be spending the night in his house. We are going to be sleeping together, have breakfast and leave for work together. Holy shit. This is mind blowing. God, I want this. I need more of this. I grab my already selected suit from the closet, grab few toiletries and put them inside a bag then dash out of the house. “Got all you need?” Norman asks as I click the seatbelt in place. I nod, gesturing to the bag. “Yeah.”It’s late in the evening, the city of Chicago looks quiet, the early morning rush has died down, the road is free of traffic. My eyes zone on the food cart across the street as we stop for the red light. Corn dogs and pretzels.My throat dips, I can’t help but swallow. It’s been long since I’ve been out to spend time alone. I can’t remember the last time I ate street food. “Do you want some?” My head turns sharply at Norman’s voice. A soft smi

~Sienna~My palm presses flat on my stomach, my face squeezing with pain as the car creeps through the traffic.“Sienna,” Norman calls, cautioned and worried. “What’s wrong?”I shake my head, forcing a smile.He stares hard, then returns his gaze to the road. I nestle deeper into the seat, and turn my face to the window, avoiding his glances.My stomach clenches hard, my teeth bite against each other and my breath labors. The sharp pain in my stomach is getting worse by the minute.My body shivers, cold sweat breaks out on my chest. My mood has been quite off today, and I can barely eat the lunch Norman ordered. Everything just makes my skin crawl, and now this pain.I can’t wait for Norman to get home, maybe after I take a shower and change out of my clothes then I might feel better.The moment the car stops, I sit up, hand reaching for the door but a quick tug of pain in my lower belly has me gasping out, breathless.“Sienna,” he cries, and grabs my arm, shoving me back against the